Food Wars: Taste Reversal

There were 40 minutes left until the end of the assessment.

While preparing her own oden, Megumi Tadokoro looked worriedly at the booth where no one was queuing. Her heart was already extremely nervous.

So far, she had only achieved 45 dishes.

Although the number of dishes on the booth had already exceeded 200, no one was taking them, rendering them useless...

Would she really be expelled from school?

She had finally gotten a "pass" grade from Kojiro Shinomiya, but in the next assessment, she couldn't even reach the required number of servings...

Looking at the other side of the exhibition hall, where the flowing water noodle booth was bustling, Megumi Tadokoro's mood became complicated.

On one hand, she was happy that Shiraki had achieved such great results. On the other hand, she feared for herself—afraid of being expelled.

As Megumi Tadokoro stood anxiously in front of her booth, a figure suddenly approached from afar.

"Hey, Shiraki-kun?"

Megumi looked at Shiraki, who was walking towards her, in surprise. She immediately glanced at the crowded flowing water noodle booth nearby and said in a panic, "Shiraki-kun, your booth is over there…"

"Don't worry about that now," Shiraki interrupted her words, glancing at the servings she had completed. Forty-five servings—155 short of the target 200 servings. It seemed this was the moment to test the "mini black hole" he had just obtained.

Under Megumi's puzzled gaze, Shiraki directly picked up a plated bowl of oden and began eating.

One bowl, two bowls, three bowls, four bowls... Ten bowls!

Although his movements looked gentle, the speed at which he ate was astonishing.

Megumi went from being surprised at first to completely speechless. As she stared at Shiraki in shock, the stack of tableware next to him grew visibly.

Megumi's "Oden Breakfast" featured ingredients cut into bite-sized pieces, with quail eggs instead of the regular eggs used by most students. The soup was rich and full of the flavors of Japanese local cuisine. Even though Shiraki wasn't accustomed to Japanese food, the "mini black hole" caused the food to slide down his throat almost instantly without needing to chew. At such efficiency, within just two minutes, Megumi's counter displayed 200 servings.

At this point, Megumi was utterly stunned.

It wasn't until the loudspeakers announced a broadcast—one that hadn't been heard for a long time—that she snapped out of her daze.

"Megumi Tadokoro: 200 servings completed."

Dojima Gin, who had been scratching his head, suddenly heard this announcement. Subconsciously, he thought a genius-level student had emerged in Venue A, someone capable of completing 200 servings despite the intense competition from the flowing water noodles. As he looked up to find out who "Megumi Tadokoro" was, he instead saw Shiraki putting down a bowl and walking away.

Dojima Gin's expression froze.

An absurd thought entered his mind.

As if testing his hypothesis, Shiraki, after leaving Megumi's booth, headed directly to the steamed egg custard booth next door.

Two minutes—just two minutes!

Dojima Gin watched with wide eyes as Shiraki, with a calm demeanor, consumed 200 servings of steamed egg custard.

His jaw dropped. What kind of stomach does this kid have?

[Sorry for the chapter delay]🤧💊⚒️