Gala Croc, hailed as the most exquisite crocodile meat.
Even though there might be some exaggeration involved, it's enough to illustrate the deliciousness of Gala Croc.
The most premium crocodile meat, from the tail of a Gala Croc, can even sell for 50,000 yen per 100 grams, making it a high-end ingredient used only in star-rated hotels.
A crocodile tail accounts for roughly a quarter of the crocodile's total weight.
The Gala Croc before them was approximately 100 years old, measuring 11 meters in length and weighing a whopping 10 tons.
The tail, severed by Hong Yi, weighed almost two or three tons.
“This much meat should be enough,”
Hong Yi, seemingly slender, easily hoisted the two or three tons of crocodile tail and asked, “Mizuho Ikume 学姐, where is your dorm?”
Mizuho Ikume’s cheeks flushed slightly.
She felt somewhat embarrassed to be taking a male student back to her dorm in front of everyone.
“It’s in the dorm area, follow me,”
Though shy, Mizuho Ikume didn’t refuse and led the way.
After all, she had promised Hong Yi earlier.
If he passed the entrance exam, she would take him to her dorm and cook for him.
“Ooh~~~”
“Meat魅! Meat魅! Meat魅!”
“Wow, 学姐 is so daring~”
“Just the two of them, sparks might fly, eh?”
The students of Totsuki Culinary Academy, both inside and outside the field, began teasing them.
Mizuho Ikume’s wheat-colored skin flushed even redder, her cheeks burning like fire.
“All of you shut your mouths!”
Hong Yi, carrying the enormous crocodile tail on his shoulder, suddenly roared.
The sound was like thunder!
It exploded in everyone’s ears, temporarily deafening some.
The vast field fell into complete silence.
Even the ferocious beasts confined in the iron cages trembled in fear, cowering low, not daring to breathe.
Hong Yi had unconsciously used his “Intimidation” ability.
The ordinary students and teachers, under the intimidation of the “Strongest Creature on Earth,” turned pale, feeling as though they were being targeted by a natural predator, an instinctive fear welling up within them.
Hong Yi said coldly, “Mizuho Ikume doesn’t like being called ‘Meat魅’ by others.”
“From now on, ‘Meat魅’ is a name only I can call her.”
“If anyone else dares to call my partner ‘Meat魅’ in front of me or behind my back, don’t blame me for being impolite!”
Hong Yi’s gaze, like cold electricity, swept across the entire field.
The second-year seniors, especially those from the Culinary Division, were subdued by his aura, unable to raise their heads.
“We… we understand…”
“This freshman is so fierce!”
“He directly put the seniors in their place.”
“Amazing, truly amazing.”
“Worthy of someone who captured the Gala Croc.”
“Looks like we can’t call Mizuho Ikume by that nickname anymore.”
The second-year seniors of Totsuki Culinary Academy, particularly those in the Culinary Division, felt a sense of awe in their hearts.
They didn’t think the black-haired youth who had just captured the Gala Croc was joking.
The freshmen on the field were struck with astonishment.
Looking at Hong Yi’s back, they felt a mixture of awe and envy.
Who wouldn’t want to be domineering and peerless, overlooking all?
“This young man, I like him, hahahaha…”
Mansam threw his head back and roared with laughter.
“Extreme strength is prone to breaking. Totsuki Culinary Academy’s Hunter Division isn’t all soft-hearted.”
薙切仙左卫门, with his hands tucked in his sleeves, expressed a different perspective.
“Hong Yi…”
Mizuho Ikume looked at Hong Yi, her green eyes flashing with a mix of surprise, astonishment, and a flutter of excitement.
She hadn’t expected that.
Hong Yi actually remembered her saying she didn’t like being called ‘Meat魅’.
When everyone was teasing her, he directly suppressed the entire field, preventing anyone from calling her that nickname from then on.
Frankly speaking.
Who wouldn’t like such a domineering yet gentle man?
【Congratulations, Host! Mizuho Ikume’s favorability +5 points!】
【Mizuho Ikume’s current favorability: 95 points!】
Hearing the system’s notification sound, Hong Yi’s eyes flickered.
Only 5 points left before reaching 100, full favorability.
“Let’s go.”
Hong Yi said to Mizuho Ikume.
Under the gaze of numerous teachers and students of Totsuki Culinary Academy, the two left the field.
However.
While Hong Yi had already obtained his ticket to enter Totsuki Culinary Academy, for the others, they still had to undergo a tense and intense entrance exam.
…
The area of Totsuki Culinary Academy was indeed vast.
If you got lost within the school, it was possible to spend an entire day without finding your way from the teaching building to the dorms.
Mizuho Ikume led Hong Yi to her dorm – a wooden cabin with a distinct Western cowboy style.
Mizuho Ikume pushed open the wooden door, similar to the gate of a Western saloon, entering the courtyard.
The courtyard was small, without any flowers or plants.
It was basically filled with items related to cooking, such as a stove, cooking utensils, meat hooks, and racks.
Bacon, smoked meat, ham, sausage…
All kinds of meat products, you name it!
Mizuho Ikume said proudly, “I won this building by participating in a food duel with someone else.”
Hong Yi looked around in surprise.
A student having an independent dorm… no, it was already a standalone cabin.
It had to be said.
Totsuki Culinary Academy was indeed quite extravagant.
Thinking back to his previous boarding school, there were even eight students crammed into a single dorm room.
Seeming to notice Hong Yi’s shock, Mizuho Ikume laughed and said, “What’s so surprising? The big shot… well, the tenth seat of Totsuki Ten,薙切绘里奈, her ‘dorm’ is a villa!”
“A villa… that’s truly exaggerated.”
Hong Yi shook his head and said.
“Hong, put the Gala Croc’s tail next to it, I’ll start cooking it later.”
“Let’s go inside and sit down for a bit.”
Hong Yi nodded.
With a “bang,” he placed the two or three tons of crocodile tail on the ground.
The two entered the wooden cabin. The furnishings and decorations were mostly made of wood. Mizuho Ikume opened the refrigerator and got him a bottle of soda.
“Glug, glug”
Hong Yi’s stomach growled.
Seeing this, Mizuho Ikume wrapped her arms around herself, cupping two mounds, a smile on her lips, “Hungry?”
“Hungry!”
“I feel like I could eat an entire cow!”
Hong Yi replied, patting his stomach that was starting to tremble.
He had consumed too many calories using the Four-Strike Drill Punch.
Furthermore, after crossing over, he hadn’t had a proper meal, and his stored energy was limited.
If not for the fusion with Yujiro Hanma, bringing with it substantial energy, Hong Yi wouldn’t even have had the strength to capture the Gala Croc.
“Okay, since my partner’s hungry, I’ll start cooking the Gala Croc’s tail now!”
Mizuho Ikume put away her smile, her beautiful face turning serious.
She took a leather-bound, rolled-up pouch from the kitchen cabinet, slowly unfurling it and laying it flat on the table.
Inside, there were knives of various sizes, all gleaming with a cold sheen.
Mizuho Ikume drew out a boning knife that shimmered with a sharp edge, seemingly muttering to herself, but also explaining to Hong Yi, “This boning knife is made by the world’s strongest knife sharpener – Merke.”
“It was a gift from my father, a family heirloom of the Mizuho family.”