Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

"Good!"

"I don't care about the sweets made by my concubine, so let's try the next one! ♪ Killah ♪

That being said, Teresa runs away somewhere holding down something shining in her eyeballs with a sleeve of Japanese clothes...

Apparently she doesn't have the minds of the last minute judges (?) Before words and deeds, he was hurt...

"... isn't this awkward?

"... because you say extra things, huh? It looks... sure it is, but the flavor was delicious..."

"... I have no choice. Ask Julia to follow up later..."

and, during the conversation, the judges consult Theresa's response while giving her the name of Julia, Director of Intelligence.

Apparently, there is some shallow relationship between the Alliance Coalition and the intelligence department...

"... then get your mind back on it"

"Next, which piece?

"Well, you've decided..."

With such an exchange, the judges turned their gaze to the next...

(... I hope you don't look at me?

It was a piece (hot cake) made by Waltz, who had always looked transparent since the contest began.

... that's not all.

"We're pressing for time, so let's start the tasting in parallel."

"Well, I take the brave Lucia..."

"This is Catalina's work next door. Shall we proceed with the tasting?"

In addition to Waltz's work, the judges found Lucia's Sweets next to it (?) and also gazed at the works made by Catalina at the same time.

"Biku.

"Finally, this is the time..." chuckles

Lucia and Catalina react differently to each of them by feeling their gaze pointed.

The reaction may have been completely different, but the feeling seemed exactly the same.

A few months ago, I accidentally attacked two people, a curse that prevents them from cooking (?).

They stood on the stage of a contest to distinguish this day from such a curse.

The flavours repeated many times during the dish undoubtedly tell the story of the success of their dishes, which, at the earliest possible time, were in a more difficult state to fail.

Therefore, Lucia stretched her chest, and Catalina grinned small... both in a dignified manner, waiting for that moment when the judges would taste their sweets.

... Well, I'm too constrained (obsessed) with the fact that I can't cook, and I can't deny the possibility that my enthusiasm is directed in a slightly strange direction...

"Um... Master Lucia? What the hell kind of sweets is this?

One of the judges accidentally confirmed that the golden fries and the jewel-like silver shari were giving off too much of a different vibe as the bright sweets lined up in appearance.

"What, this? Inari sweets, right?

Against him, Lucia called Inari sushi, a sweet of Inari sushi flavor that seemed like only Inari sushi from anywhere, without getting lost or shy... and without getting worse.

Perhaps, 100 people look at it, all 100 of them, must call it Inari sushi...

"After all, after eating sushi, it's best to re-mouth it with sushi, right? Don't you think?

"Oh, yes..."

A judge who doesn't know what to respond to Lucia pushing her own Inari sushi with the way she envisions Inari sushi as a sweet from the bottom of her mind.

Then he threw that piece of young fox daughter into his mouth, offering her Inari sushi shaped sweets with a full grin, looking like he was tired... or gave up...

... Meanwhile.

Next to Lucia like that...

"Is this... is this a piece made with Vajra pears?

"Yes, it looks like a simple assortment of fruits, but I've tried to make it extravagant with cuttings that will entertain your eyes"

"Hmm, I see..."

Another judge gave a convincing look when he saw the assortment of delicate fruits made by Catalina.

It was a piece that could be described as a small plate of light and clear Vajra pear epidermis, with colorful fruits cemented in a gelatin-like transparent sauce... as if it were a delicate craft, or as gorgeous as a jewelry box.

Doctor... I'd say that's also a Catalina-like piece with a dark color as a surgeon.

"It's a waste to eat..."

"No. This is a contest, so you have to eat it, the curse melts t t... no, it's nothing. Now, eat."

"What...? Wow, I get it..."

A judge with an anxious look, feeling like Catalina made a disturbing statement for a moment.

But as Catalina said, ending without eating like this seemed too rude for her work... he used a transparent spoon offered to Catalina to whisk up every gelatin fruit... and pour it into his mouth...

"Uhhhhh!

"After all, it looks like you couldn't..."

"I'm not supposed to be doing anything that sounds like cooking, why not..."

Lucia and Catalina tilting their necks in front of the two suddenly screaming judges, without showing any particular surprise, as if they were just saying that was the usual thing to do.

When we did taste it ourselves, we definitely had mattomo sweets (?) It should have been, but when it's finally the moment to be eaten as a finished product, it changes and turns into a theatre...

Because they could never figure out the principle, the two sighed deeply and turned their gaze to the sweets they had made.

And when they gripped the spoon for themselves that was at hand... they carried their work in their mouths in such a way as to put only a little on the tip of the spoon, in view of the victims.

As a result...

"... that? It's delicious..."

"... this one too, I can eat normally..."

And I'm not shouting or putting up with it, I'm not making my own sweets (?) Lucia and Catalina looking like they are tasting.

"What the hell can't..."

"You have no idea..."

With that said, another part different from the one I had earlier... in Lucia's case, the fried part, not the first shari part I had, and in Catalina's case, the pulp part of the Vajra pear, not the gelatine part, each of them took a spoon and spooned it, roughly speaking.

... at that moment.

Lucia and Catalina suddenly change their complexion and expression...

"Ah, sweet?!

"Ouch?!

Apparently, the sweets suddenly stripped their fangs against the person who made it...

By the way, what happened... the words they accidentally uttered told the story of it all.

In the case of Lucia's Inari sushi, the taste of the skin appeared to have changed to somehow too sweet.

Sometimes it means a sweet contest, but even the skin that was sweetly simmering... over a few hours in the morning, boiled over low heat to avoid burning, resulting in too much flavor staining in the skin... no, it was too concentrated and turned into a sweet object like a theatre.

During the first time the contest started, frequent tastes (?) There was no problem because it was made, but because she tasted too much fried oil, at the stage of going around noon, there was less fried oil left over... from this afternoon on without any taste at all, even simmering seemed to have caused her to make too sweet a skin.

On the other hand, in the case of Catalina... it was caused by not knowing too much about something called Vajra Pear.

Vajra pears, like normal plant fruit, when the fruit is damaged and the surface dries, try to protect themselves from decay and stiffen the damaged part.

Like Lucia, she started decorating in the morning, causing the surface of the fruit to dry... and as a result, a thin film, hard as glass, apparently coated the surface of the Vajra pear.

If the Vajra pear had been decorated in isolation, with its appearance and tongue touch, it should be felt in an abnormal state... but the gelatin that hung on the surface of the work made it difficult to understand it, and as a result, a thin, hard glass film, like the preparates, cracked in the mouth... and in words, it was a terrible thing to be able to explain.

"Mmmm!!

Lucia groans with her head as too much sweetness impatiently spits out what she had in her mouth, either because it struck her head with severe pain...

And

"~ ~ Ew!!

And because my mouth was supposed to be terrible, Catalina screams up without a voice, dripping blood from my mouth...

Well... if you think about the abilities of the two, it may not be a big problem... but I would say that the two judges who tasted it first are in a very dangerous condition, cramping and wandering around the ground...

As a result,

"Hino?!

Other judges who get frightened unexpectedly when they see how it goes.

Just as another judge who was trying to carry Waltz's made hot cake into his mouth...

"Oh, um... I'm going to dismiss the judges!

That said, when I put every hot cake spoon on the spot that I wrapped up because of it, I ran away to some place at a glance...

"... I wonder how this always happens..."

So far, 100% chance of a catastrophic waltz, considering our own cooking.

Unfortunately, it was not possible to escape that fate this time.

"Huh... I don't mind... But I was wondering if someone could give me a taste of my food..."

Perhaps his dish is also supposed to be terrible, and Waltz turns his sad gaze to the hot cake, which had gotten soggy because much time had passed since he made it... she cuts it to the right size with a fork, and then... brings it near his own face,

"I made it because of it... and it would be a waste if I had to taste it myself"

He threw a piece of hot cake... self-destructively, into his own mouth that seemed to adhere only slightly to the tip of the fork.

... at that moment,

Dogowong!!

Such an explosion that rocked the entire king's capital echoed through the city...