Gourmet Invasion

Seberry stood in the dazzling kitchen of the Michelin three-star restaurant, turning his hands rapidly. A wave of heat erupted from the pot, burning his sweat-soaked chef uniform. This is the last signature dish of the night - French Slow Braised Ox Knee. Eighteen hours of careful preparation, just for this final finishing touch. There's still one last step to go... Seberry watched the golden sauce in the pot intently, and the timing was just right. He quickly turned off the heat, flicked his wrist, and pieces of vanilla leaves fell down with his movements, drawing beautiful arcs on the surface of the sauce. Suddenly, a strong feeling of dizziness came over me. Seberry only felt that his eyes were turning black, and the whole world began to spin. He barely held on to the cooking table, but felt that his consciousness was rapidly moving away. No... Not yet... Done... This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.