None of the judges expected what this chicken of the day would taste like.

In the meantime, it was natural in a way that the view to Tanaka naturally decreased, but no one cared about it.

Even Tanaka himself. I couldn't bring myself to look at the judges as they were being chased dead by time.

It's almost over. Just a little bit more!'

We have about seven minutes left.

Haru, who kept watching the oven, took out the chicken.

Resting for the rest of the time. Chicken needs to be stabilized and cooled.

It's salty, sweet, spicy, spicy...… smelled indescribably delicious.

Remove the spices from the chicken and wrap them in foil.

After that, I prepared sweet potatoes to be served immediately. In an instant, I took out all the cooked sweet potatoes, peeled them, and ground.

Butter, cream, and soy sauce are soaked in the scent of spices and miso.

Lastly, add a little red pepper and it clumped together.

One day, a dish similar to mashed potatoes using sweet potatoes was made.

Then the cooking is almost over.

It's time to do the plating.

'Only the parts that are good to eat. Make them as appetizing as possible.’

The chicken's breasts, legs and thighs were nicely cut.

Place special daily mesh sweet potatoes at the bottom of the plate and top with chicken.

At first glance, we have about three minutes left. Move as fast as you can, collect the remaining chicken oil in the oven tray.

This meat juice, mixed with various spices in chicken oil, is a great sauce in itself.

Transfer to the pan and add honey, salt, and butter and boil them down.

And finally, just pour the special gravy sauce over the plate with mashed sweet potatoes and chicken on it.…!

Deng! Deng! Deng!

"Time's up! Time's up! It's the end of the final, everyone, hands off!"

"Gasp! Gasp! Gasp! Gasp...…!”

The bell rang loudly to signal a time out, filling the hall.

At this moment, more than anyone else. Also, more than anything else, the day I was immersed in managed to come to my senses.

That was close.’

It was really a close call. The sauce was a little greedy, but it was barely safe to see if heaven helped it.

Almost a second or two away? I managed to complete the time-out with the gap just around the corner.

A bowl of spleen with everything in the day.

I tasted it for the first time when I was young.

Haru has remastered the warmer dishes that made humans stand here, adding all of his cooking skills that have grown up now.

"But at least this is enough. That's enough.

When I took a breather, I definitely noticed the dish I made. Haru nodded with a satisfied look.

You think you can win? It wasn't like that.

One day now, I didn't even look at what Tanaka cooked.

It didn't matter exactly what he made.

"I'm satisfied."

I feel like I've given up on something. My heart was a little distant, but it didn't matter.

You can lose.

I was convinced as a chef. It's the highest level of cooking you can make now.

One day, I wasn't confident that I could make something more delicious than this right now.

So I was able to be satisfied.

Above all, because it was a day where I knew myself well, had pride as a chef, and had no pride. My chest became as light as a feather.Soon it was almost time for screening. Giovanni hesitated with the microphone.

"Then we're going to do the screening right away. The chef who will judge first is...….”

Given that he could not immediately comment, he seemed to have yet to choose who to judge first.

So far, it has been done according to the script, or the judges have decided on the order first.

But now it's an unexpected situation that just started without saying anything. There couldn't have been such an order.

Even the judges seemed unable to decide the order due to differences in opinions.

Eventually, bacon gave the signal. He was referring to Tanaka.

"……Chef Tanaka! Chef Tanaka, please bring the food and come forward!"

"……Yes."

Tanaka had a stiff look on her face.

Indeed, it was the first look I'd seen in America. But at the same time, Haru knew the expression.

In the footage that Bacon used to show.

It was the same as it was then. The look of a knife in your eye.

One day I had a hunch. Now, Tanaka's mask has come off.

I also had a hunch. The mask came off because he no longer had a reason to wear it. In other words.

"You don't look so confident. Chef Tanaka."

"Ahaha... well, yeah. I don't want to lie. I'll say yes."

That Tanaka is not much different from what he meant by intuition about his fate. One day, and Adam knew.

Naturally Adam took over the microphone.

In the first place, Adam was the showmaker who created the final, so it was probably natural.

"One thing before we get a full explanation of the food. I want to ask you something."

"Yes, tell me."

"How do you feel about making it to the finals? May I ask you a favor? You've come a long way so far. When I first came to America, the number of chefs dropped from 16 to two."

"How do you feel...."

It was quite an FM question and a significant one.

Tanaka, who paused for a while, glanced back.

Eyes were on the cooking of the day, not the day. Then he turned his head again and opened his mouth.

"I've learned a lot."

"And?"

"That's it."

"Hmmm."

It was a succinct answer, to say the least, insincere answer.

But Bacon seemed to like it anyway. He grinned at Tanaka, who answered like that.

I didn't know the satisfactory smile would go away around Bacon's mouth.

As expected, those two were the right answer.

I felt like I heard a weak voice saying this. Or maybe it's a misunderstanding.

"If so, please explain. What kind of dish is it?"

"Yes, first of all, my dish is a Japanese white soup with a variety of seafood as a base."

"White soup!"

"Is it like seafood soup?"

Tanaka's dishes were first served in traditional Japanese pot called "Nabe."

If you translate Nabe into Korean, it's a pot. But it's a little bit different from just a pot.

This is what it feels like to list the features.

Made of pottery, the heat is maintained for a long time, wide sideways, not very deep, and crucially not completely round.

So, to translate it, the feeling of a "hot pot" might be more right.

"Seafood soup would be perfect. I made soup with sea bream bones, vegetables, and kelp. I got the taste with Japanese liquor and Kadarangoepo. I put other seafood in it, cooked it properly."

"Can I just scoop it up?”

"Inside are sea bream belly, shrimp, scallops, and squid. I'll take it out for you, so you can just eat it as it is. I prepared soy sauce, so if it's bland, add it.""……Wait a minute."

Tanaka, who briefly finished his explanation, was about to prepare the meal, when someone stopped him.

As expected, as expected. It was Adam. He looked at Tanaka with his eyes wide open and asked.

"You made something with flour and sea bream. What happened to that?”

"That's……."

Flour.

Not in Tanaka's cooking now.

No, it was a food ingredient that didn't go in.

Tanaka, who hit the nail on the head, hardened for a moment. His fists trembled.

"Originally, we were going to chop shrimp into sea bream meat to make a fish stand that is lumped with flour. But I failed to allocate time, so I couldn't make it."

"I know. So this dish is incomplete?"

Unfinished product.

The four letters of slashing the chef's pride pierced Tanaka's heart.

The tremor of his clenched hand became even worse. Tanaka nodded reluctantly.

"……Yes, that's right. But I changed the recipe right away and made it different. I'm sure you'll recognize it if you try it."

"Let's try it first and talk."

"Thank you."

After bowing down with a stiff face. Tanaka carefully moved his soup into the bowl.

I could feel the scent of the sea mixed with the smell of the sea as the seafood was full.

'That must be delicious.’

He had to admit that he didn't cook it himself.

pressed for time, even incomplete as Adam said.

Tanaka's fish soup was quite high quality.

Of course, it was a little disappointing that it was a perfect eclipse.

But even considering that, everyone probably didn't disagree that it was a decent dish.

Slurp!

Sigh! Sigh!

Chewing!

The judges reticulated and tasted it.

Oily sea bream belly savory. Sweet and chewy fish.

Scallops and squid that don't need long words...…. At least no judge left food that Tanaka gave me.

Almost everyone even emptied the soup. Which meant, at least above average.

"Shall we evaluate it right away?"

Giovanni asked the other judges, looking around.

Just as some were about to nod, this time Ben commented first.

"It's the way we've been doing this before, but we're going to evaluate it first. I have a suggestion."

"Suggestion? What else?"

It's already a final that's a long way from "so far".

Several judges standing on the edge complained, but Ben didn't budge an eyebrow.

"It's nothing. Since it's just the final round, let's evaluate it together. There must be two chefs left anyway. I think it'll be more fun in terms of directing. And crucially...….”

One day I knew.

Even as Ben was eating Tanaka's food, his eyes were looking elsewhere.

The hand of the day. The food made at the end.

Amazing visual sweet potato and chicken BBQ.

Ben's eyes were like a hyena starving for days.

And hyenas wanted to eat meat. Just a little faster, before it drips with saliva.

"And crucially……. I can't wait to try your fantastic chicken.”

It was a heavy and ridiculous remark.

You want to change the rules because you want to eat it.

It was nonsense, so some judges, led by Giovanni, tried to protest. but

"That's a good idea. That's what I was thinking. I can't wait to taste it.”

The mood changed rapidly when Adam stepped in.

Haru looked at Adam in surprise.