Two Dimensional Fantasy System

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Japan’s annual food festival officially opened three days later, but this year’s food festival has added a “cooking contest” mechanism, which has made countless dishes powerhouse moved towards Tokyo flooded in.

In Mu Fan’s view, this kind of competition for food festivals is LOVELIVE, which is equivalent to Honoka.

Because of the fact that only one of the chefs participating in the competition can win, this year’s food festival is more lively than previous years.

The cooking powerhouse who came here to sign up all want to show their skills in the cooking competition at this time and become a star in the cooking world.

Thinking back to the map of the cooking contest that I saw earlier, this cooking contest was held in Tokyo. What is surprising is that it is not far from the legendary Tōtsuki Culinary Academy where the geniuses are gathered.

is it possible that most of them are students of Tōtsuki Academy?

I don’t know if the legendary Tōtsuki Elite Ten will appear.

But for Asuna’s swimsuit, whether you are the top ten outstanding young people or not, Mu Fan has to beat the 1st place that won the food festival cooking competition.

Swimsuits are something sacred and inviolable equivalent to the New World.

The last time I had this kind of psychology was when Mu Fan FGO was pumping a swimsuit, he was eager to get the swimsuit ahoge king, but unfortunately, the bow step ahoge king of the world FGO sunk the ship.

But in this World, there is a System, and she will see Asuna’s swimsuit anyway.

Although Sagiri can occasionally speak with him bravely these days, I don’t know if Sagiri is willing to travel with him once he wins the first place.

hope so…..

In this regard, Mu Fan could only be sighed, riding a bicycle borrowed from Eriri and quickly moved towards the destination.

The reason why he didn’t take the tram and chose to ride to the venue is because the registration for the Food Festival Cooking Competition was closed today. Many famous chefs from all over the world chose to come today.

Even in Tokyo, where there is not a lot of traffic jams, today’s cars are almost all stuck on the road, and the trams should also be congested terrifying.

Seeing the impenetrable road, Mu Fan riding a bicycle smiled.

No matter what famous car or luxury car you have, isn’t it still faster than my bicycle?

Swooping down the downhill, the summer breeze blew Mu Fan’s face and hair, making him instantly full of energy.

Mu Fan haha ​​smiled.

I can row without oars in my whole life, and I can sail without wind, because my whole life depends on the waves!

….

Although he surpassed countless famous cars, he first came to the registration office of the food festival with excitement and excitement, but when he arrived here, Mu Fan was confused.

It seems that the waves are overdone…..

MDAqua, because I changed new clothes in the morning when I went out, and then washed Sagiri’s underwear. As a result, my wallet was placed on the table and I forgot to bring it out when I left.

Well, it’s all Hatsune’s pot, blame her for not reminding me.

Mu Fan was speechless for a while, but fortunately, today is the registration for the Food Festival Cooking Competition. There should be no problem without money.

In traffic jam today, Ojou-sama Asuna, who was picked up by the car, should be late. Then Mu Fan, who was about to send a message to Asuna, was also stunned, because the wallet and mobile phone were both placed on the table and forgotten to bring.

“Forget it, register first, then wait for Asuna to arrive at the registration office.”

Looking at the majestic tall buildings almost equivalent to UTXAcademy in front of him, Mu Fan couldn’t help but secretly marvel at the great generosity held in this cooking competition.

He quickly locked the bicycle in front of the door and came to a relatively small room on the side of the building.

I thought it was early, but when he came to this house, Mu Fan realized that the number of chefs signed up this time was too large.

There are all kinds of people gathered here. The young ones seem to be high school students just like him. The older ones are even hair grey-white with wrinkles and 70-80 years old.

Of course, the two types of people that make Mu Fan most afraid of are young and old.

Because Tōtsuki Academy is a high school, high school students should not be underestimated. For example, Kasumi Utako and Senjyu Muramasa, who are popular in light novels, are all high school students, according to Kagurazaka Ayame.

High school students in this World are terrifying.

As for adults, why not terrifying?

cough cough, you all know——

They all go to shoot…

As for the 70-80 years old old man who can still participate in the cooking competition, they are likely to be some hidden old chefs, so I have to think about it.

And the middle age person …..

If you think about it, you need to be on guard. They are also probably the top ten who once graduated from Tōtsuki Academy, but now they are old…

Motherfucker, it’s really terrifying if you think so.

The city has a deep routine. Is it too late for me to go home now?

……

After waiting for more than an hour, it was finally his turn when Mu Fan was about to fall asleep.

“Sign up for the Food Festival Cooking Competition?”

Mu Fan walked to the window and the staff asked without looking up.

“En.”

Mu Fan nodded.

“Fill in!”

The staff was refreshed and didn’t ask too much, and pushed out an A4 paper from the window with several required options.

Probably it is the name, age, ID number, address, e-mail address, etc. necessary questions.

Mu Fan fills in one after another skilled.

After taking a look at the list, the staff was satisfied and nodded, and then in Mu Fan’s expectant eyes, he stretched out his hand to Mu Fan: “The information is OK, the registration fee is 510000 yen!”

“what?”

Mu Fan was stunned, didn’t expect more money for registration.

But, just ask for money–

It turned out to be 50000 yen.

“50000 yen? Too much, right?”

Mu Fan couldn’t help but frowned and asked.

Although his Food Department makes a lot of profit a day, Mu Fan also understands that 50000 yen is equivalent to a month’s salary for some people.

“Sir, there is no way, we are all charged according to the regulations. This is not a child’s play house.”

Although the staff’s words sound very polite, they actually sound very harsh.

According to Mu Fan, I can’t get it for about 50000 yen. I want to participate in the food festival. Let the little child go home and play.

“I really want to sign up for the cooking contest.”

Forgot to bring money and was despised, Mu Fan couldn’t help but said silently.

“How about your cooking level?”

“Probably equivalent to Tōtsuki Elite Ten.”

There was a moment of silence, Mu Fan speak frankly.

Although he doesn’t know what the strength of the chefs of Tōtsuki’s EliteTen is, Mu Fan feels that he shouldn’t be weaker than them after reaching the level 5.

“what?”

Hearing this, everyone in the room exclaimed, and even the staff stood up, stared wide-eyed looking at Mu Fan and asked, “Do you have a certificate from Tōtsuki Academy?”

As soon as this word came out, everyone turned their attention to Mu Fan.

“No.” Mu Fan shook the head.

“you…..”

The staff rolled the eyes, this time completely treating Mu Fan as a mental illness, pointing to the opposite building and saying:

“Sir, in order to avoid that there are many chefs who hide and do not like to show their strength without money to participate, we have a place where we can appraise the level of cooking. As long as the cooking can get B-Rank or higher, come here with a certificate, you can sign up for free .”

After speaking, the staff beckoned to the back, and the people who signed up from behind immediately squeezed up and pushed Mu Fan out of the team.

… ..

Mu Fan had no choice but to go to the culinary appraisal building opposite. After all, it would take 2 hours to go home by bike. He was naturally reluctant to go back when it was not necessary.

To Mu Fan’s surprise, many people came to the appraisal building.

After waiting for another hour, we finally arrived at the group of Mu Fan. Mu Fan glanced at it. There were about 30 people in this group, and they each found a counter to make their dishes.

It’s normal to identify the chef’s cooking levels at the same time, after all, it’s too slow for one person to identify once.

“Cooking appraisal?”

Of course, before that, you have to go to the window to fill in the form.

The staff just came to the window, just like the staff who signed up last time, and asked without looking up.

“En.”

Mu Fan nodded.

“Are there any ingredients?” the staff asked indifferently.

“No.”

There was a moment of silence, and the staff extended the hand: “The cost of consumption of ingredients, 10000 yen.”

Mu Fan: “My day!”