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"Then I’ll reluctantly give you another chance," Erina’s cheeks puffed out. As Renz’s future wife, she was furious about not being treated specially and being given the same treatment as everyone else. However, when Renz fell into a state of self-doubt, Erina felt her importance reaffirmed, and the blush from her anger slowly subsided. She then revealed a playful smile that seemed to say, ’How are you going to satisfy me?’

More than playful, it was anticipation—an eager expectation of what kind of dish Renz would create to satisfy her God’s Tongue. When this smile appeared on camera, everyone in the production team was stunned. Many people focused solely on Erina’s status in the culinary world, remembering only that she was a noble child from a prominent family and the owner of the God’s Tongue, often forgetting Erina’s own inherent excellence. The audience couldn’t find adequate words to describe the beautiful smile of Erina at that moment; any vocabulary seemed insufficient. Perhaps the simplest words were the best expression for that moment.

Domoto Kawa froze. She agreed? No way! Why isn’t she following the script? And given Erina’s usual personality, such a request hardly seemed like something she’d agree to. Everyone else only got one chance, so how could Renz get two?

"That won’t do, will it?" Domoto Kawa, as the director of the God’s Tongue evaluation program and a partner of the production team, immediately voiced his objection. "Everyone must be treated equally. Moreover, this is already a 4-A rating; there’s no need for an unnecessary additional round of evaluation."

His words were well-phrased. The first point emphasized treating everyone equally. Indeed, Erina couldn’t set such a precedent. If she did, future God’s Tongue evaluations would have others demanding another chance. How would they handle that? If she gave this young chef a second chance now but denied others later, it would be a double standard and severely undermine the God’s Tongue’s authority. The second point highlighted that Renz already had a 4-A rating, implying there was no need to further prove his skills. A 4-A rating was already the best possible evaluation for this dish. Domoto Kawa considered both sides’ emotions, protecting both parties’ interests and controlling what could have become an "out of control" situation.

At this moment, Erina noticed her own ’loss of composure.’ Having spent a lot of time alone with Renz, and in the future, to maintain their marital relationship, she often unconsciously "showed affection" to the public media, displaying their harmonious family life. This ingrained habit caused Erina to inadvertently ’act spoiled’ towards Renz. Damn it.

How could she be jealous over a dish that wasn’t made exclusively for her? And acting so impulsively would definitely cause trouble for Renz and the director’s team. She was stuck between a rock and a hard place. She should have suppressed that inappropriate ’spoiled’ emotion earlier.

What to do? Should she follow Domoto Kawa’s lead and forcefully defuse the situation, indicating she was ’joking’? Taking that route would feel incredibly embarrassing.

Erina always cared about her pride, regardless of age. Renz would always step forward to protect her pride, but the problem was that in this current timeline, they weren’t yet married. It wasn’t appropriate to announce their relationship to the public media. So how could Renz help her out of this bind? Announcing their relationship now would make things even more complicated, and most importantly, the Nakiri family would surely be an obstacle. Senzaemon Nakiri might agree to someone being adopted into the Nakiri family, but that didn’t mean he would allow his granddaughter to marry outside the family. These were two different concepts.

Therefore, Erina had to remain steady, wait until Renz became successful enough for Senzaemon Nakiri to acknowledge him, and then propose the idea of marrying Renz.

This situation was caused by her own momentary inability to control her emotions. Losing face is losing face, Erina thought, preparing to brush over this unexpected incident when Renz turned to Domoto Kawa and said, "No need. I will make the same dish again." He smiled.

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What? You truly live up to your name, Erina, the Queen of Jealousy? You get angry just because a dish isn’t made exclusively for you? I really shouldn’t have spoiled you so much. Look at how your temper has been nurtured. You were once a great tsundere, but now the ’tsun’ has worn away, leaving only ’dere,’ and now that you’re younger, you’re going even further down the path of ’dere.’

Seeing Renz’s meaningful gaze, Erina suddenly realized that Renz seemed to have pinpointed the cause of her displeasure. Wow! This whole situation stemmed from her jealousy over a small detail. It wouldn’t have mattered if it went unnoticed, but since Renz noticed it, Erina could only pout and cross her arms, pretending she hadn’t been exposed, affecting a profound air.

On the other side, Domoto Kawa wore an incredulous expression. "What’s the difference in making the same dish again?" Domoto Kawa simply couldn’t understand. The ingredients hadn’t changed, the base hadn’t changed, nothing had changed. What difference could there be in the final evaluation? The God’s Tongue wasn’t in his body.

"There’s a difference," Renz said like he was speaking in riddles. "The difference is that one was made for everyone, and one is made specifically for Erina."

Domoto Kawa’s comprehension was clearly lacking. What did that even mean? Making it for everyone and making it specifically for Erina—weren’t they the same thing?

Renz paid no more attention to Domoto Kawa, repeating his previous actions and methodically preparing another dish. This time, his focus was even more intense than before. Erina had just eaten a bowl of ramen, so another full bowl would certainly fill her up. Renz meticulously added only one-third of the noodles, mixed with the broth.

He opened the stove and prepared to make a poached egg. Without a mold, creating a heart-shaped poached egg is incredibly difficult, but Renz had spent half his life making heart-shaped poached eggs. This was a skill etched into his soul. Without letting the camera catch the detail, Renz subtly placed the heart-shaped poached egg within the layers of noodles. Then, he slowly picked up his chef’s knife and began to carve the outer vegetable garnishes. Renz had also studied the art of culinary sculpture, though it heavily relied on proficiency. Renz could only slowly carve, adding another touch of his affection to the ramen.

When all the steps were completed, Renz carried the newly prepared dish and gently placed it on Erina’s table.

"Thank you," Erina said, pressing her lips together and offering Renz a sweet smile. However, no one else knew the little secret between them. So, in the audience’s eyes, this smile was merely a polite greeting.

Renz shrugged. "Tch. You’ve already caused so much trouble, so this one more time doesn’t matter."

"I only ask that you, Erina-sama, please be reasonable. Don’t act spoiled in this situation. If you keep acting spoiled, my bones will melt. No husband can withstand his wife being so spoiled!"

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