Time rewound to half an hour ago.
Tiqie Mansion kitchen.
A fit man in a suit stood with folded arms in the spacious kitchen, watching a female chef meticulously prepare food for the evening dinner.
"Miss Reiko, I didn't expect you to come." Dojima Yin said cheerfully.
The female chef, dressed in a pristine white chef's uniform, was preparing traditional Japanese cuisine. Without looking up, she replied, "I came here today because of work."
"What a coincidence, I'm here for work too."
Dojima Yin chuckled, not surprised, "After all, it's an inspection. Has IGO decided to nominate him as a candidate?"
"There are too few non-special-grade chefs who have grasped the essence of cooking," she said indifferently, "This time IGO is collaborating with Far Moon on a special course that requires not only a real special-grade guest lecturer but also two assistant lecturers."
