[Demon Slayer] + [minor innovations] + [Food Breathing]
After transmigrating into the Demon Slayer world, I couldn’t become a swordsman, so I became a cook for the Demon Slayer Corps.
I have no talent at all. I can’t learn Water Breathing, let alone Flame Breathing.
Everyone laughs at me, saying I’ll spend my whole life surrounded by pots and pans.
Until one day, a Lower Rank demon attacked. Even with all our elite fighters deployed, we were steadily driven back.
I quietly picked up a kitchen knife.
Wait, this isn’t a kitchen knife. It’s a Nichirin Blade!
“His stance is so strange. Is he tossing a wok?”
“No! He predicted the demon’s move and deflected the attack with the back of his blade!”
While everyone else is still fussing over which form of their Breathing Style to use,
all I see are the ingredients’ grain and weak points.
“The demon’s neck is seventy percent fat and thirty percent muscle fibers. Use a slicing cut, and one stroke will do.”
[Food Breathing: First Form: Sliced Pork in Boiling Water!]
The scorching blade shone like boiling red oil, vaporizing the demon in an instant.
That day, everyone remembered my title.
The Demon Slayer Corps’ Chef Hashira!
I, Yatogami Sanji, am going to show Muzan Kibutsuji what a Michelin-starred imperial feast tastes like!
