Qianxia suddenly felt as if she were possessed by the master chef Liu Maoxing, and the cleaver in her hand even shone with a Pikachu-like light.
Back when Chinatsu started learning scissor techniques from Urokodaki-sensei, she immediately displayed sword skills that were far beyond those of a beginner. All of this was because of Chinatsu's daily and yearly training with kitchen knives before she was persecuted by Muzan.
The moment she held the kitchen knife in her hand, Chika felt as if she had entered a realm of omnipotence.
Now I... can do anything!
With a swift movement, the knife fell.
Chinatsu kept switching kitchen utensils in her hands. The golden light emanating from the kitchen knife gradually spread to her whole body. And soon, it wasn't just Chinatsu who saw this special golden light; Tanjiro and Kanao behind her were also affected by it.
Kanao blinked blankly. She first reached out and rubbed her eyes, but when that didn't work, she mustered up the courage to pinch her cheek.
Although the pinching had stifled her tears and made her purse her lips, the golden light effect emanating from Qianxia's direction in her eyes did not cease.
Ah~ something must be wrong with this world...
Kanao sighed inwardly, then turned her head to check on Tanjiro's condition. She opened her mouth as if to ask a question, but was startled by Tanjiro's current state.
At this moment, Tanjiro's eyes widened, and his face, as he looked at Chinatsu, showed a hint of excitement.
"My sister...she's evolved..."
"ah?"
Three big question marks appeared above Kanao's head; she couldn't figure out if something was wrong with the world or with herself.
Under the influence of a collective illusion with a touch of fantasy, Chika smoothly and easily transformed the ingredients into delicious food.
As Chika flung the cleaver into the wooden board, she exhaled and her eyes, fixed on the cleaver, revealed a hint of self-mockery.
"My skill with kitchen knives... If I had known this would happen, I would have just had the village chief of the sword-forging village forge two [Nichirin Kitchen Knives] for me. One in my left hand and one in my right, fighting Muzan would have been much easier..."
Chika mentally made this comment and even imagined herself wielding two Nichirin cleavers that transformed into crimson blades, slashing at Muzan and using sword techniques.
However, Chinatsu quickly lowered her head and gave a wry smile, because the scene was just too "beautiful"...
At this moment, Chinatsu has already solved most of the process of turning the ingredients into food for Tanjiro and Kanao. The rest is just a matter of "simmering over low heat". Chinatsu is confident that Tanjiro and Kanao will be able to finish this part.
Chinatsu took out a clean cloth from the side and wiped her hands while looking out the window at the sun.
It was 3 p.m. in the afternoon.
There's still some time before the party tonight, so I might as well take another afternoon nap... Hmm? Wait a minute?
Chinatsu suddenly had an expression of sudden realization. She turned to look at Tanjiro and Kanao, making a finger-cracking motion with her hands.
"Besides you guys... and Mitsuri and Obanai... are there any other groups?" Chinatsu asked, counting on her fingers.
"And there's Mr. Tomioka and Ms. Shinobu's group too!"
Tanjiro, like a student answering a teacher's question in class, stretched out one arm and immediately spoke up. However, upon hearing Tanjiro's answer, Chinatsu couldn't help but exclaim, "Huh?!"
Giyu Tomioka and Shinobu Kocho?
Chinatsu crossed her arms and looked up at the sky. Even though she considered herself to have a good imagination, Chinatsu couldn't immediately imagine what it would be like for the two of them to cook together.
While worried, Chika also felt a little hopeful.
The idea of going back to her room for an afternoon nap was instantly overturned by this anticipation. Qianxia clenched her fists, her body brimming with energy.
She looked at Tanjiro and Kanao with a gleam in her eyes and said, "Um... all that's left is the finishing touches. Are you two going to be alright?"
"No problem!"
Tanjiro patted his chest forcefully, and Chinatsu looked relieved. She had only asked a token question, and this was the end of the work. Tanjiro and Kanao couldn't possibly make any more mistakes.
Chika patted the two on the shoulder, wishing them a successful date, and quickly walked out of her residence towards Tomioka Giyuu.
However, when she arrived there, Chika did not see Giyu Tomioka or Shinobu Kocho.
"Could it be with Shinobu?"
Chika muttered something to herself, then turned and quickly changed her target. When she arrived at Shinobu Kocho's residence, Chika knew she had come to the right place.
Wisps of black smoke rose from the mansion's chimney, proof that firewood was being burned in the kitchen.
Since neither Shinobu Kocho nor Giyu Tomioka reached the "Transparent World," Chinatsu didn't need to use the camera angle like she did when following Obanai Iguro.
Chinatsu once again transformed into a professional thief, sneaking into Shinobu Kocho's mansion on tiptoe.
Although Chinatsu didn't have a "divine nose" like Tanjiro, when she entered the mansion, a very special and indescribable scent entered her nose.
Following the scent, Chika easily arrived at the kitchen of Shinobu Kocho's residence.
Of course, Chika didn't go in.
However, the door was left open and not closed.
Chinatsu leaned against the wall and glanced inside. She saw Giyu Tomioka with his head down, intently chopping vegetables.
Chinatsu didn't focus her attention on Giyu Tomioka for long, because her focus was on Shinobu Kocho.
Shinobu Kocho had one hand on her hip and the other hand stirring the thick soup in the pot with a ladle. As she stirred, she muttered a string of names that were clearly medicinal herbs.
Astragalus, Atractylodes macrocephala, Alisma plantago-aquatica, Lycium barbarum, Crataegus pinnatifida...
Hearing the names of these medicinal herbs, Chika could already imagine just how nourishing the soup Shinobu was making was.
However, Chika's doubts did not disappear. Although her nose was not as sensitive as Tanjiro's, she could still tell that the smell emanating from this soup was definitely not "ordinary".
Chika slightly raised her tiptoes to increase her field of vision. Although it was a little subtle, she still managed to catch a glimpse of the thick soup in the large pot. Beads of cold sweat involuntarily trickled down Chika's face.
Um... why is it purple?
Wait, why are there still bubbles...?
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