The Primal Blood Demonic Dragon

Going inside kitchen appeared around fifty people working in various places in waiter's vision.

At left side further inside kitchen a brown-white haired, brown eyed old lady with wrinkles on her skin was giving instructions to 9 other chefs.

After spotting her, waiter approached her.

"Head chef Saira, can i have a word you?"

Saira looked back and saw it was one of the waiter here. She looked towards other chefs with whom she was conversing with and ordered them to do their own work.

"That's it for today, all of you go back do your thing, wherever it it." She waved her hand towards them as if she was driving them away. Only when everyone scattered did she turn to look at the waiter again.

"What's the matter kid?"

"Um, head chef, someone loves your dish, capricorn roast a little too much. In excitement or maybe happiness that customer gave 50 phee stones and told me to give all to you after taking some for myself and cutting his bill from it."

"Who is so rich and generous enough to give so much for a no energy food."

Letting out a breath she said again

"Huh! you take 5 and cut his bill from it then return leftover to him."

"Um, maam he also told me tell you his line if you don't accept it."

"Oh it is a man, mmhm. Ok tell me, what can that lifeform even have that can impress me?" Saira asked looking interested but also with somehow hateful look hearing word 'he'."

"This dish is worth it. It's just this he said to tell you.

She thought about those five words for few moments, waiter stood in her spot without disturbing saira.

"Simple words but that's best compliment that can have."

After saying this she fell silent again. Waiter still stood on her place waiting for further order.

"Come and point him out for me."

"Yes."

With waiter at front and Saira at back they left kitchen and waiter looked towards Gin "That's him, head chef. Brown hair, neon green pupil."

While looking at Gin Saira felt somehow familiar with his details and muttered "It can't be him right?"

"Who? head chef?" waiter asked hearing her muttering.

"Nothing, no one, i must be mistaken."

'He can't be this old like this customer. My maid said he is 11+ now. But this man at table is around 18 or 19.'

Waiter at side felt somehow strange about head chef.

"Head chef, maybe you want to have a word with him"

"Maybe" Saira replied casually. Then suddenly saw 5 meat bowls infront of him. She somewhat narrowed eyes asked the waiter while her gaze fixed at him.

"Was there anyone with him before?"

"Um, no. He was all alone."

"Then, care to explain why he have so much food?"

"He ordered it maam and added 10 more bowls after having a taste when he gave those phee stones."

"Really?"

"Yes, head."

Saira recalled her maid's words 'when he is hungry, it feels like a monster hungry for month is eating. He is absolute glutton despite having slim physique.'

While those words echoed in her head Saira concluded this customer could be that person.

'Let's verify'

Her eyes flashed blue before turning back to brown. Deciding on it, she proceed to get closer to Gin's table before finally sparing the poor waiter.

"Hello sir, heard you sent big tip for me. Can i ask you a question?"

At my eating session suddenly some old woman popped up infront of me and sat opposite me. Though old she still have her charm, she definitely was an absolute beauty in her prime.

"You are?"

"I am the head chef, who you just sent the tip to."

"Oh! you made it. It is absolute banger. Sure you can ask anything excluding personal question."

"Why did you gave away that much amount from which you could have bought Tier 1 beast meat easily as tip on just normal beast meat?"

"Well, truthfully it tastes much better than meat dishes made of Tier 1 beasts that i had. It is only reason from my perspective."

"Huh! just because of that!"

"Well, yeah. Just bec u e off thatt." i replied to her with meat in my mouth. I have no patient to wait and answer her questions while leaving my food out cold."

"You are a odd person, you know that?"

"Thanks, i know myself better than others know me. And every person should know themselves better than any other might know about them. Or they will get taken advantage of if they are unlucky enough to meet someone who understands them better."

"It is not a compliment."

"That doesn't matter, i will take it as one. It is better to be odd than being general idiot."

"You are very talkative person."

"Well, i become one when stomach is happy and around someone who leaks aura of familiar closeness."

"Oh, why! you know me?"

"No, i never met you, that's for sure. But i must know someone who is related to you.

"How are you so confident about it? You never met me before nor have i ever met you."

"Nothing, just my sixth sense is giving me signal."

"Huh! just based on this baseless thing you are creating some non existent being and connecting me with that person"

"Only in important times my gut feeling kicked in and it never failed me. Each time i have obtained absolute treasures." I said line while patting over my coat where Jean was sleeping.

"Then this time it is going to fail for first time. But don't worry, there is first time for everything."

"No chance, i am certain you are related to someone i know."

"how much?"

"Ninety person."

"Then you are still uncertain. Maybe it is food that shook your gut."

"Well possible, had not thought of that." I said while while rubbing my hair with left hand. She doesn't need to know i made up all that bullshit just because i liked her food. It is perfect chance to end this bullshit drama.

"It seems it's a misunderstanding. Sigh! thought i can learn your cooking based on our common friend's respect."

"So, you were after my recipe all along huh punk." Saira slammed her right fist on table while saying that.

"Nah, nah. what kind of a person do you even think of me!"

To calm her anger i placed my left hand on her fist which is still glued to the tabke.

"I just wanted to become close with the person who can make such good food. To know you more, understand you more. So i can also c... cough cough feel your life experience."

Yeah i can talk bullshit for few days if needed. Anything for meat. Lucy, Nekoli, Mutali, Jean, Triti, Tracy, Neo and everyone else wherever you ladies are give me your blessings, i need this recipe.

"Who are you trying kid around punk! You didn't even introduce yourself until now and i have to believe that you want to know me!"

"Oops, sorry, sorry. Meat is so ta cough cough i mean, your charm is so overflowing that i forgot my introduction.

Myself Gin Long, i am at last year of study at institute opposite."

'Success. Finally. It really is him just as i guessed. Hmh! for our first meeting, i will teach you only cause of their face.'

"Come here tomorrow, you will be my assistant from then on and you will leave immediately from here after fully learning the recipe.

And don't force yourself to flatter anyone, you aren't good at it."

"Oh, hehehe. Is it that obvious?

But you know i am not saying anything baseless about your charm, you were definitely world toppling beauty at your peak."

"Oh, why do you think i was some kind of beauty. I may even be ugly and just using transformation to look better."

"I am talking from my experience. And you already gave yourself away, no woman would say about herself that she is ugly unless. She has enough confidence in herself to whoever calls her ugly will be like slapping their own faces.

"Hmh! don't be late tomorrow." Saira didn't comment anything in return just stood from her place and sped toward kitchen as if running away.

'He is dangerous, have to be careful.' Saira thought while entering kitchen but she didn't notice her own slight red ears.

"Hahah.., she is fiery enough."

Cough, cough. Two people came close enough to chough beside my ears on both sides just moments after she left. I don't even notice them, was immersed in chef's retreating figure.

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To Be Continued.