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rst like a raging storm. There were clattering pots, sizzling oil, and s

im... he's

efore the stov

g who thinks he

ize, smirking as though I had already failed. My thin frame and y

here to impress any of th

his hands sharply, comman

"you will prepare the dish th

et... A few chefs even

sn't reassurin

rince wants Phoenix Flame Soup. The last c

mach d

d... ove

you fail, you'll be thrown out. If you anger t

ourse that's the highest pres

wed apron, and faced the ingredients laid out before me...even though the vegetables

as supposed to

er some

moved on instinct...my i

slicing the vegetables into u

ough the kitchen...quick,

urmurs

t that

tually...

ning. I slipped into t

mindset in an

low, coaxing flavor i

s gently to releas

ntrol, using heat levels.

s cooking. It seemed odd to them as they

lent. Even the other chefs stopped

through the room.. which wa

choed a

of techniqu

elled anything

he doesn't l

hing it with fresh herbs and a perfectly thin s

tiful, Balanced, an

lowly, as if afraid the dis

e spoon,then

is eyes

whispered, "i

tchen. "Prepare this dish for

stand and of course their stares were right...I am a mythical creature from the future inh

s even stepped as

rs swe

ctually sur

an that...he

s dangerous and

all and beautiful like

lling, my hands trembling...not fr

dence an

n this world, I felt

just su

roving

n might not

ef I used to be...

about to learn exa