“The perfect steak”

The second contest was supposed to be the main dish. This time the fat man decided to procure the ingredients himself so I was left with nothing to do.

Three days of petting and sleep later.

“Contestants…! Make us the perfect dish!”

As always everyone rushed cooking but I could not because the fat man was nowhere to be seen.

“Two hours left!” After the announcement I started to worry.

“One hour left!” Now it was not even a worry.

‘Bang’

The doors were loudly opened and the fat man rushed in with something behind him.

It was a huge cage with a few orcs inside.

“Sorry for being late. Now, my assistant. We had no time to prepare the ingredients beforehand so please make yourself useful. You remember where to cut?” I nodded.

‘Are they going to…?’

‘They dared bringing monsters inside the palace?’

‘Outrageous!’

I opened the cage and when one of the orcs tried rushing out I turned him into two perfect steaks.

“Faster, please! We are behind the schedule!” (FM)

“Yes, chef.”

‘Cut’

‘Slash’

‘Chop’

With the orcs being turned into a plate of raw steaks I began sousing them.

My attention was caught by the fact that I heard no sounds after I started cooking. I looked around and saw that everybody was looking at us with their eyes wide open. Not that it matters.

“W-what are y-you p-p-p-pres-s-senting…?” The current royal chef was weirdly quiet today.

“Allow me to present our special dish: ‘Teriyaki orc steak’. My assistant is master of making the most… ‘unorthodox’ dishes. Bon appetite.” (FM)

Needless to say that with the Sakura special cooking techniques we could not lose.