At seven or eight o'clock in the morning, most of the contestants have already taken their places and started to prepare their own dishes, and for a while, whether it is the square, the commercial street, or the luxury building in the distance, there is a curling smoke, accompanied by a burst of aroma, which can arouse the aroma of roundworms in people's stomachs.

And those dessert lovers who dared to come to this event on leave were ready to forage for food after a rare morning sleep, so a few tourists began to appear in the square that was empty except for the contestants, and then, at some point, the number of tourists skyrocketed countless times, and a group of black and oppressive people filled the entire square, and was rapidly spreading towards those commercial streets.

This is the beginning of the Tokyo Sweets Fair.

And above that luxury building, in an auditorium on the top floor, a small opening ceremony is also going on.

The gray-haired president of the gastronomic association took the podium and began his very official "brief" speech.

"I'll just say a few words. ”

.........

And in the audience, those who can participate in the opening ceremony are basically representatives sent by the major forces in Tokyo, even in the face of the boring and lethargic speech, these old fritters all made a careful listening appearance, and applauded from time to time, from the appearance of nothing wrong, of course, it is only the appearance, as for whether they are really listening or fake listening no one knows.

But it doesn't matter if others listen to it or not, anyway, Erina Nagikiri said that she definitely didn't listen, she just saw the people around her start applauding and then applauded, and her mood at this time was probably similar to when an elementary school student listened to the speech of the colonel leader on stage.

"Well, I've wasted another two hours of my life, and it's great to spend such a long time cooking or reading comics and playing games, so why do I have to spend it listening to such boring speeches? ”

Erina Nagikiri's eyes were empty, and she thought distractedly.

She had never been a fan of ceremonial tasks like the one she was doing, as she seemed to get nothing but a waste of her life here, but as the future heir of the far moon, she had no choice.

Of course, not everyone was as distracted as she was, for example, the shrine maiden sitting next to Erina Nagikiri seemed to be listening with interest to the boring speech on the stage.

If Hakuya was present at this time, he would have seen at a glance that this witch lady seemed to be the natural witch who had a relationship with him at the Yuanyue Food Festival before.

Erina Nagikiri looked at the shrine maiden beside her with some curiosity, although she had known this shrine maiden named Haruka Morishita since she was a child, but she didn't know much about her.

The shrine of the god of food has always been a very mysterious place, just like the god of food that they worshipped.

As I said before, this god of food can be found in almost all the myths of the earth, even the indigenous myths of the small tribes.

People only know that cooking is taught to mankind by the god of food, so the god of food is the ancestor of the profession of chef in a sense, and recently many historians have firmly declared that the biggest secret of mankind is that the mysterious food cell is likely to be the handiwork of the god of food.

In short, this is a very powerful god, so the facilities for worshiping the gods have always been common in various countries, such as the shrines in the 11th district, the Taoist temples in China, the temples on the Asan side, the churches and monasteries in Western countries, and so on.

Some of these ancient shrines can be traced back to the mythological era, when the legend has it that the god of food traveled through the world and passed down the food road, and the ancestors who were fortunate enough to listen to the teachings of the god of food spontaneously established shrines.

For ordinary people, these shrines dedicated to the god of food are just ordinary shrines, and there is nothing special compared to the shrines of other gods, but in the eyes of those who know the industry, these shrines are a very terrifying force.

Erina Nagikiri's identity is destined to know some things that ordinary people don't know, such as some secrets of the shrine, when she was very young, her grandfather took her to visit the shrine on the nameless hill next to the distant moon, according to her grandfather, the shrine is an ancient existence that can be traced back to the age of mythology, when the shrine shrine was a terrible-looking old woman, and Erina's grandfather, who was revered as the food demon king, regarded himself as a junior in front of the old witch, and seemed to respect the old witch.

At that time, the grandfather seemed to have the intention of making Erina Nagikiri a shrine maiden, but in the end the old shrine maiden refused, but agreed to let Erina Nagikiri live at the shrine for a while, and then her unreliable grandfather was happy to leave little Erina alone on the mountain.

Erina Nagikiri doesn't remember the days of living at the shrine anymore, she just remembers that it was an experience that was definitely not a good one, and the only vague memory is that she once participated in a god-chattering ritual there.

"Hey, Erina, is there anything on my face?"

The sudden sound of her voice woke Erina Nagikiri from her memory, and then she saw that the shrine maiden was looking at her with a questioning face.

"Forehead ........"

Erina Nagikiri: That's when I realized that I was distracted just now, but I kept staring at others.

"It's nothing, Sister Haruka, I'm just curious why you came down the mountain. ”

She quickly made an excuse to explain.

The two met during the time when Erina Nagi lived temporarily at the shrine.,It's an old acquaintance.,The relationship is still good.,It's just that in Erina Nagi's impression, this witch seems to have been on the mountain all the time.,Rarely go down the mountain.,I didn't expect her to appear at the dessert contest this time.。

"Oh, you said this, my mother-in-law asked me to come. ”

Haruka Morishita said as if he was pleased.

"My mother-in-law said she didn't have anything to teach me anymore, so she asked me to come down the mountain to see, well, this is the first time I've gone down the mountain, it turns out that the world under the mountain is like this, it's so good. ”

She said very happily, those eyes that seemed to be very beautiful were full of joy, and everything was very novel.

"It's the first time I've gone down the mountain. ”

Erina Nagikiri's heart was also abrupt, no wonder this person could listen to such a boring speech with relish, but looking at the curious baby appearance of this childhood friend, she was a little helpless.

"I won't be deceived for a while. ”

She was a little worried, after all, this person grew up in the mountains, and he really didn't eat the fireworks of the world, and he didn't know the sinister world.

"Now, Sister Yao, are you going down the mountain alone?"

Erina Nagikiri asked.

"Uh-huh, is there a problem?"

Haruka Morishita nodded cutely.

"Alas........"

Erina Nagikiri was silent, and after sighing, she couldn't sit idly by after all.

"Then Sister Yao, don't run around for a while, I'll take you shopping. ”

"Uh-huh......"

Haruka Morishita nodded happily, with an inexplicable brilliance in his eyes, as if he could see through everything in the world.