At this moment, various stalls have been set up on both sides of the main road of the academy, and students from each grade are busy behind the stalls responsible for their respective classes.
There was an endless stream of people coming and going in front of the stalls, making the originally spacious Shunoin Academy seem a bit crowded.
Yes, today is the most important festival of the year for Shunoin Academy students, the school festival.
However, it is not just an ordinary festival.
Since most of the students studying at Shunoin are from prominent families, this festival has attracted much attention from all walks of life in Tokyo. It is expected that the number of people attending the festival will be quite terrifying.
In addition, many celebrities from Tokyo will attend the festival.
Food critic Saito Ryuji, who has just arrived at the scene, is one of them.
As an authority in the culinary industry, he enjoys a high reputation in the entire Tokyo food circle.
The skill on which he is famous is his devilish tongue. As long as he tastes or licks it, he can instantly understand everything about the dish, including the weight of the spices.
What is even more famous is his extremely venomous comments.
Completely ignoring the advantages, they will only focus on the flaws of the food and talk about it. There are no less than two digits of chefs who were so discouraged by it that they quit the cooking world.
Therefore, he is also known as "Nara's Hell Tongue".
Passing through the gate of Hideno-in decorated with balloons and ribbons, Saito Ryuuji clasped his hands in his hands and scanned the surging crowds and stalls in front of him one by one.
Not far away, his long-time assistant Kamigoshi Kawa came from the side, holding the manual for this festival in his hand, and handed it to Saito Ryuuji with a smile.
"Mr. Saito, these are all the food stalls for this festival."
"I wonder who will be so lucky to be patronized by Mr. Saito this time. No, it's more unfortunate than lucky, right?"
Saito Ryuuji impatiently put aside the manual handed over by the other party and said gloomily.
"Don't make a mistake, Taiga."
"The purpose of our coming here this time is not to enjoy the festival, but to let these young masters and ladies know that the delicacies at this festival are not something they can show off with their half-baked skills."
"Since we are going to start, we must start from the most popular stall, otherwise it will be meaningless. Do you understand, Dahe?"
"Yes, Mr. Saito, I remember it." Kamishigawa took the manual back angrily.
In order to restore his impression in the other party's mind, he immediately added in a hurry.
"In other words, I just saw a food stall over there. Although the shop is not big, there are quite a lot of people queuing up."
"If nothing else, that should be the most popular stall in this festival."
"Mr. Saito, do you want to start there?"
"Do you need to say this? Quickly lead the way." Saito Ryuuji said in a commanding tone.
"Oh, okay." Shang Zhonghe responded quickly.
After walking not far, after bypassing a fortune-telling stall, a long queue appeared in front of the two of them.
At the end of this long queue of dozens of people was an ordinary snack stall.
Looking at the sign hanging on the other side's food stall, Saito Ryuuji couldn't help but frowned and said in surprise.
"Is this... takoyaki?"
"What's going on? How can there be so many people queuing for just this level of cuisine?"
The next moment, looking at the impatient expressions on the faces of the people waiting in line, he suddenly realized something, and a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
I see. If I guessed correctly, these people should be actors specially invited by this school to heat up the atmosphere of this festival.
However, for doing such a blasphemy against cooking, is it because you think takoyaki is easy to bully?
Simply unforgivable!
I, Ryuji Saito, will do justice to Takoyaki today!
Saito Ryuuji ordered with a gloomy face.
"Dahe, take a photo of this scene and publish it on the front page of the next issue of the food journal."
"How dare you commit such self-deception? Do you really think that no one will dare to expose their ugly face?"
"Dahe, did you hear that?"
After waiting for a while, there was no response from his assistant, and Saito Ryuuji couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.
He turned around and looked at Shang Zhonghe whose eyes had become dull for some time behind him, and scolded him.
"Hey, Dahe, what are you doing in a daze at this time?"
Shang Zhonghe suddenly came to his senses and immediately denied it.
"No, Mr. Saito, I'm not looking at that angelic girl..."
"Angel?"
Saito Ryuuji repeated doubtfully.
Following the other person's line of sight, he looked in the direction of the stall again.
In an instant, his narrowed eyes suddenly widened due to shock.
Behind the stall, a girl as pure and beautiful as an angel was carefully playing with the takoyaki in front of her.
Her skin is as white and smooth as porcelain, and the light yellow apron wrapped around her body makes her look even more gentle and virtuous.
Staring at the opponent's figure blankly, Saito Ryuuji could not regain his consciousness for a long time.
After a long while, he raised his arm, put it in front of his face and coughed a few times.
"Ahem, this is the so-called school idol, right?"
"It seems that there is something wrong with my judgment."
"Unsurprisingly, these people were attracted by this beautiful girl because of the casual touch when she took the takoyaki from her hand, just like a handshake meeting held by an idol...
."
His tone paused slightly, and he gave a rare compliment.
"You can actually think of combining cooking with this kind of marketing method. It seems that these Shunoyuan students are not using their brains."
"But unfortunately, for me, Saito Ryuuji, this has no effect at all."
"Dahe, you know what to do, right?"
Looking at the other party's face, Shang Zhonghe immediately nodded knowingly.
"I understand, I understand, then Mr. Saito, I will line up now and bring you a copy -"
Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Saito Ryuuji's voice, who angrily scolded him.
"Idiot, what are you talking about? In order to show respect to the chef, of course I have to line up in person!"
Hearing this, Shang Zhonghe couldn't help but have a strange look on his face.
Would you also show respect to a chef?
Are all the chefs who have been criticized by you for being autistic over the years fake?
he asked cautiously.
"Mr. Saito, what do you need me to do?"
"Of course it's important."
Saito Ryuuji looked around vigilantly, making sure no one heard him before lowering his voice and giving instructions word for word.
"Now, you are on standby here. When I take the takoyaki from that girl's hand, you will..."
"At once?"
Affected by the serious tone of the other party, Shang Zhonghe couldn't help but become nervous.
"Just seize the opportunity and take a photo of the two of us." Saito Ryuuji said seriously.