Pendragon's Infinity Gauntlet

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In contrast to a laid-back player like Pendragon, Xiao Hui, with her twin braids, is clearly the kind of player who's all about the game.

"Take the beef out after 39 minutes."

"Take the beef out after 38 minutes."

Her eyes were glued to the stew pot, even showing obvious signs of blood. It was as if she was trying to cook the meat with her gaze, staring intently at the pot.

Could it be that she has developed some kind of supernatural ability like X-ray vision or telekinesis?

This intense atmosphere was interrupted by Yukihira's loud shout, because he discovered the various seasonings displayed in the cabinet...

"What a fuss!"

The students cooking nearby glared at the noisy guy with dissatisfaction. He was so arrogant before, but it turns out he's just a country bumpkin who's never seen the world.

Xiaohui stared blankly at the amazed Xingping, blinked her bright eyes, and sighed helplessly.

"It feels like I'm the only one who's nervous like an idiot."

Then, as if suddenly remembering something, Xiaohui walked away from the stove while talking to herself:

"Oh, right, while we're at it, let's give the plates we used for serving the food..."

Pendragon stopped here, as if she remembered something from the plot: there must have been a problem with the cooking, which gave Yukihira a chance to shine.

Just then, two male students at the next table of Pendragon revealed malicious sneers and took the opportunity to walk over with a small bottle in hand.

One of them acted as lookout while the other lifted the lid, intending to pour a large amount of salt into the pot.

"..."

If you can't even save the people you love, what kind of chefs are you?

These two students thought they had added salt to someone else's pot, but they actually put it in their own.

Pendragon should be pulling up a sofa, pouring a glass of red wine, then making an elegant entrance and reciting that incredibly cool line—

"When did you start to have the illusion that I didn't use 'Illusory Flower in a Mirror'?"

Good and evil will be rewarded in the end; the cycle of karma is inevitable. Look up and see for yourself, who can escape the wrath of Heaven?

These two guys are reaping what they sowed. Sorry, Yukihira, I deprived you of your chance to show off.

The alarm clock Pendragon had set rang out crisply, and she immediately ran back to her stove.

Lifting the lid, you can smell a rich aroma of meat; it looks pretty good.

After turning off the heat, Pendragon made a little sauce according to the recipe and poured it over the stewed beef.

"Try it, I made it!"

After plating it, Pendragon immediately carried it over to Rin to enjoy.

"Okay, let me try it."

Miss Rin wiped her hands with a clean white towel, paused her cooking, and elegantly picked up her knife and fork.

A small piece of beef was cut off from one corner of the meat block, and with the rich juices flowing out, a visible wisp of steam rose from the cut, making it look very tempting.

"It's very tender, and the aroma is wonderful too."

Miss Rin first praised the advantages, and then used her fork to bring the beef to her slightly parted lips.

Although it was just an unconscious movement, such elegant demeanor seemed to have become her instinct, and she used it naturally, making her a perfect role model for a young lady.

"How about it?"

Pendragon opened his dark golden eyes and asked with some curiosity, his silver-gray ahoge hanging down naturally.

She wasn't a child, and she didn't have the expectations her parents had. She was just curious about how her creations would taste and what kind of feedback Rin would give them.

Her fair and smooth jaw moved slightly. The meat that Miss Rin ate seemed to be harder to chew than she had imagined. She swallowed it after a while.

“It tastes pretty good.”

Miss Rin took out a handkerchief from her skirt, gently wiped the corner of her mouth, and nodded in approval.

As a combat-oriented Servant who never lifts a finger in the kitchen, don't worry about overcooking the food. As long as it tastes good, that's all that matters. Striving for perfection is what a domestic type should do.

"Lily, you should try it too. Maybe Saber has a talent for cooking."

"is it?"

Pendragon's ahoge (cowlick) bobbed as he looked at Rin, who had suddenly become elegant. Was he just putting on an act because the food was a bit awful but he wanted to drag everyone else down with him?

Pendragon handed a knife and fork to Lily, who had been just sitting around doing nothing and was ready to win without lifting a finger. He stared at her like he was staring at Rin.

Lily trusted Rin's integrity completely. She cut a piece of meat from the meat that was even larger than the one Rin had tasted, put it in her mouth, chewed it a couple of times, and couldn't help but nod.

"good to eat!"

Lily's review seemed much more genuine and credible; she genuinely thought it was delicious, and the dish was at least as good as the meals she usually cooks.

The recipe's role is fully demonstrated; as long as you strictly follow the steps, the taste will at least be decent.

"Then I'll try it too."

Having gone through two trial mice, Pendragon couldn't resist trying it himself.

He cut off a small piece and put it in his mouth. Pendragon didn't spit it out immediately; he thought it tasted alright.

Although it wasn't as delicious as Rin's, and didn't have the golden dazzling effect, the seasoning, which was made strictly according to the recipe's proportions, still tasted pretty good.

The only problem was that the beef brisket felt a bit off; it didn't quite blend well with the sauce.

It seems that not just anyone can arbitrarily change recipes. Even though Pendragon's modifications were copied from Rin, she clearly didn't grasp the essence of it.

It might taste even better if you follow the recipe exactly.

"Ours is ready too, would you like some?"

"Of course!"

Pendragon's ahoge (cowlick) stood up instantly, clearly showing her high expectations for Rin's cooking, even though it was a French dish she had never tried before.

The texture of the beef alone is already quite tempting. Drizzled with the special sauce, it feels like my wife Rin and I are making completely different dishes.

Gently place the fork on this large piece of beef brisket, and the fork immediately presses down. Then, rich, golden-yellow juices seep out from the surface, giving the impression that this piece of meat contains a treasure trove of gold!

The pheromones created by the color and aroma almost have the power to control the brain, making people want to devour them!

And its taste absolutely did not disappoint. Although it was similar to Pendragon, Rin's simmered meat felt just right, complementing the sauce and achieving a sublime fusion...

P.S.: Nobody wants to join the cat-loving group? lol

Chapter 168 But It's Not Necessary

Chapter 168

Pendragon almost couldn't resist picking up the piece of meat and gnawing on it.

"Really, Tohsaka is amazing."

Lily opened her somewhat rapturous eyes, looked at Rin, and could only offer words of praise.

"Just take one piece to hand in your homework, and I'll take care of the rest!"

Rin Tohsaka, with an expression that said she knew this would happen, sighed helplessly and cut a fifth of the meat to use as an exam paper.

Even so, Pendragon was heartbroken, and even his ahoge (cowlick) curled up.

After this class, the nickname "the chef who never smiles" gradually disappeared, because after tasting one of the students' dishes, the French cuisine instructor actually showed a happy smile on his face.

"E, etc."

After Rin, Pendragon also handed in his beef dish. The instructor, who had just tasted the delicious beef, glanced at her expressionlessly and gave her the lowest rating without hesitation.

Everything else was grade A, but the meat was clearly overcooked. It was the kind of student who lacked ability but still presumptuously tried to modify the recipe.

E and others are not negotiable.

Unlike the other students who became dejected after receiving an E grade, Pendragon had no expression.

Rate it however you like, I'll admit defeat if you get discouraged.

She could get an A, but there's no need.

After the transfer students finished their classes, they were assigned dormitories, while the other students went straight home.

Perhaps to save trouble, the secretary simply assigned them to the same dormitory.

——Xingjiliao.

Before moving into the dormitory at Totsuki Academy, it seems that you have to complete a test to qualify for room selection.

In culinary school, the so-called test is, of course, cooking.

Ok……

Pendragon's ahoge (cowlick) twitched, and the blower on her shoulder stretched out its claws, trying to catch her ahoge like it was chasing a butterfly.

Even though the ahoge (cowlick) got caught, he didn't care because the animation production team had to consider the viewing experience of those following the series. They set up a small obstacle here, giving the protagonist a chance to show off.

There were no ingredients left in the kitchen, only some leftover scraps. Eager to move in as soon as possible, Yukihira used these limited materials to cook a meal that made the dorm supervisor's heart flutter, successfully moving in and even throwing a late-night party...

The student chefs in the dormitory shared their culinary expertise at the party, and a cooking competition was held at the end.

Yes, as expected of a world themed around food, Pendragon loves this kind of atmosphere!

Of course, since they knew in advance that there was no food available, there was no need to make do with scraps; Pendragon didn't have the habit of eating leftovers.

After receiving the check-in slip, Pendragon returned to the classroom where he had just had his lesson.

"..."

Perhaps no other students will use this classroom in the future, because the area, which not long ago had a lot of ingredients to choose from, has become clean and spotless.

Even a rat would probably leave crying after making that much money; they were too quick, leaving only the cupboard full of condiments.

Alright, let's look for other small animals along the way; they'll be more interesting.

"Saber, are you hungry again?"

Miss Rin looked at Pendragon, who was searching for food, raised her delicate eyebrows, and showed a strange expression.

"No."

Pendragon's ahoge (cowlick) shook and was caught in the blower's claws.

"Let's find a dormitory first; it looks like it's in a very far place."

Lily waved the check-in guide in her hand.

"What does it matter if it's far?"

Miss Rin easily patted Pendragon's shoulder; there was no way to overcome her height advantage.

"Just transfer Saber Space there."

"..."

I've become lazy.

Lily couldn't help but sigh, "Such convenient abilities can lead to dependency."

"We'll walk there and hunt along the way!"

The silver-gray tuft of fur detached from the cat's paw, and it made its decision immediately.

Anyway, they weren't in a hurry to go, and it was still early, so they could walk there.

So, even though they had spotted a bus, the three of them continued along the road through the woods.

Perhaps this area is the main activity area for students. The woods on both sides of the road no longer have the original flavor they used to have, and from time to time, you can see buildings of various design styles in the distance, which look impressive but are not clear.

"Every building in this extravagant school must have a prestigious history. I bet the dormitories are luxurious too."

As Miss Rin walked, she stretched and yawned, showing off her beautiful figure.

"I don't care about the accommodation, but since Tohsaka said so, I'll look forward to it for now."

They've even lived in spaceships, so unless the school's dormitories are built on the moon, just like its name suggests, it's hard for them to be impressed.

Lily nodded, her blonde hair looking incredibly stylish in the bright red sunset.

I've heard that in some places in ancient times, beautiful blonde hair could circulate in the market like currency, used to exchange for goods.