“The perfect steak”
The second contest was supposed to be the main dish. This time the fat man decided to procure the ingredients himself so I was left with nothing to do.
Three days of petting and sleep later.
“Contestants…! Make us the perfect dish!”
As always everyone rushed cooking but I could not because the fat man was nowhere to be seen.
“Two hours left!” After the announcement I started to worry.
“One hour left!” Now it was not even a worry.
‘Bang’
The doors were loudly opened and the fat man rushed in with something behind him.
It was a huge cage with a few orcs inside.
“Sorry for being late. Now, my assistant. We had no time to prepare the ingredients beforehand so please make yourself useful. You remember where to cut?” I nodded.
‘Are they going to…?’
‘They dared bringing monsters inside the palace?’
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‘Outrageous!’
I opened the cage and when one of the orcs tried rushing out I turned him into two perfect steaks.
“Faster, please! We are behind the schedule!” (FM)
“Yes, chef.”
‘Cut’
‘Slash’
‘Chop’
With the orcs being turned into a plate of raw steaks I began sousing them.
My attention was caught by the fact that I heard no sounds after I started cooking. I looked around and saw that everybody was looking at us with their eyes wide open. Not that it matters.
“W-what are y-you p-p-p-pres-s-senting…?” The current royal chef was weirdly quiet today.
“Allow me to present our special dish: ‘Teriyaki orc steak’. My assistant is master of making the most… ‘unorthodox’ dishes. Bon appetite.” (FM)
Needless to say that with the Sakura special cooking techniques we could not lose.