Food Wars: Taste Reversal

Looking at the object in front of him, which was beyond the scope of "human morality," Shiraki fell into a brief silence.

Obviously, "Gian's solo album" couldn't be added directly to the cuisine, and this "Hiroshi Nohara's stinky socks"... That was even more impossible. If you used this thing to cook, not only would it pollute the kitchen knife, but more importantly, it would definitely leave a shadow on his heart in the future. Shiraki was only shocked for the first second when he saw the system recommend this thing. How could a system that hasn't been offline recommend such a thing to itself?!

This was no longer a question of lacking virtue. How much enmity did it have with Kojiro Shinomiya to exchange this kind of thing?

Shiraki asked himself if he had a deep grudge against the other party. Concluding he didn't, he decided to exempt himself from this kind of thing and said directly to the system:

"These things are still exempt. By the way... Can I just exchange the smell of 'Hiroshi Nohara's stinky socks' instead of those socks?"

[Yes, the host can specify something, and the system will assign a smell to that thing.]

To Shiraki's surprise, the system actually agreed after being silent for three seconds. Shiraki was a little surprised but immediately put on an invisible gas mask and took out the rotten Rainbow Fruit from the system's food space. The Rainbow Fruit flesh used in the halberd last time had only been a small part of the whole fruit. This thing was always more or less in his food space, and it was really suitable to use as a carrier of the "smell."

When doing this, Shiraki deliberately went to the bathroom and opened all the water outlets to avoid strange smells in his room. Only after all the preparations were made did he say to the system, "Let's start."

[Ding! 'Redeem Hiroshi Nohara's Stinky Socks' successfully, 200 points deducted... Extracting the stench... Odor extraction successful... Giving the stench to the host's designated item...]

There was silence for about five seconds before the system beeped again.

[Ding, item distributed!]

Although Shiraki was still wearing a gas mask and at least three layers of gloves on his hands, through these precautions, he could still imagine what the Rainbow Fruit in his hand had "evolved" into. With the idea of "early death and early rebirth," he exchanged some flour and a kneading basin from the system, kneaded the batter into a ball with mineral water, and then directly stuffed the Rainbow Fruit in his hand as a filling.

As for the oven and steamer or something...

Just kidding, could such normal kitchen utensils be worthy of this "biochemical weapon" in his hand?!

Let it fend for itself.

Out of curiosity, Shiraki scanned the dish in his hand with his Eye of Insight, which no longer categorized it as a "dish."

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Fruit Filling Bun (?)

Palate: N grade

Taste: Grade N

Cooking Effect: Stinks and stuns

Special Effect: Temporarily reduces people's desire to survive

Overall Rating: N grade

Evaluation: The "bun" with the "smell of Nohara's socks" as the filling is made of dough that hasn't been cooked. It is raw flour, unevenly mixed with water, barely containing the stench. However, as long as you take a bite, the extreme smell will completely burst out. Normal people would roll their eyes wildly after eating and faint on the spot.

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"Shhhh..."

This was the first time Shiraki had seen N-level dishes. You had to know that even his copycat version of Looking at the Starry Sky was K level, and the last time, the dish made with sulfur dioxide...

Speaking of which, what was the level of the "beef set" he had made before?

After Hitoshi Sekimori ate his own dish, it seemed that he had become a little abnormal... Did his cooking have any other intelligence-reducing effects?

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"Shiraki, you're finally here!"

Everyone who had been messing around in the room for a while saw Shiraki walk in and greeted him one after another.

"It's just in time! Shiraki, let's play Ghost Solitaire!"

This was Soma Yukihira and Sato—two friends. At this time, they were stepping on Marui's "corpse" and happily playing cards there. The Marui at the bottom looked like a mummy that had been sucked dry, and he was playing a dry corpse without makeup.

"I said there would be a truce tonight... Hurry back to sleep..."

"Shiraki, we have eaten the dishes you asked Megumi to pack. It's so delicious! I didn't expect you to remember us during the assessment." Ryoko Sakaki looked at the crowd and walked over to Shiraki, smiling.

"Yes, yes, that dish was really delicious! I was shocked to hear Megumi say it was made with the huge tuna I found in the examination room!"

Yoshino Yuki, who was rolling on the bed, looked up at Shiraki with excitement on her face and finally smiled broadly.

"At the end of the meal, I was hallucinating!"

"Hallucinations?"

Shiraki looked at Yoshino Yuki a little strangely, but what he didn't see was that when Yoshino Yuki said these two words, the faces of Megumi Tadokoro and Ryoko Sakaki behind him couldn't help but turn red.

"What kind of hallucination?"

Shiraki approached Yoshino Yuki and asked curiously.

Unexpectedly, Yoshino Yuki, who had been so energetic that she rolled on the bed just now, suddenly blushed when she heard this question. Her originally big, grinning personality became twisted at this moment, and she muttered to her fingers.

"Ahh... It is... That... It's almost... How can I say it..."

She stammered for a moment before quietly lowering her voice, "It's Shiraki-kun who said to me, 'Please be my bride'... It's an illusion."

After saying this, Yoshino Yuki's expression became a little nervous. She glanced at Shiraki in front of her with some apprehension, as if testing his reaction.

To her surprise, Shiraki's face did not show any abnormal expression. Instead, he pinched his chin and said, "So... Did you say yes?"

"Huh... I, I... Of course, I agreed..."

Yoshino Yuki averted her gaze in a panic and finally lowered her head directly with a red face, lightly nodding twice.

In the face of such deliciousness, there was no room for her to refuse!