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----------------------------------------------------Senzaemon Nakiri had never openly discussed these matters, but now he had no choice but to lay his cards on the table sooner rather than later, lest the ensuing butterfly effect become too profound.

"I can’t elaborate on the specifics of our relationship," Renz said with a helpless expression. He knew that even if he did, the Old Man might not understand and might even think he was stalling. "As for plans and intentions, I do have them," Renz stated clearly. "I will give Erina a wedding, then formally announce our marriage, and live with her until the end of time." Renz’s tone was calm, betraying no emotional shifts. Re-iterating something he had already done rarely brought him much emotional turmoil.

Senzaemon Nakiri’s eyes remained fixed on Renz’s face. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

"Then, I want to see your determination. How far are you willing to go for Erina?" Senzaemon Nakiri’s voice grew heavier, as if he sought to hear Renz’s heartfelt words. When asked this question, Renz didn’t hesitate or ponder, instead reciting the very words he had spoken when he and Erina formally committed to their relationship in the future.

"My determination is to satisfy the God’s Tongue for a lifetime."

"I am willing to dedicate my entire life to offering Erina my most supreme, lifelong private cuisine."

As Erina’s husband, knowing the after-effects of Erina’s God’s Tongue, if he didn’t find a way to satisfy his wife’s appetite and share her burden, then he shouldn’t be a husband. Thinking of the little rascals at home, boundless fighting spirit surged within Renz. My wife is very important, and not a single one of the little rascals can be left behind.

"As for the last question about marrying into the family, I don’t wish to answer," Renz concluded his otherwise near-perfect answers with a less-than-satisfactory ending.

Senzaemon Nakiri had no doubt about Renz’s talent in cooking. At his age, having this level of skill had already laid a solid foundation for the future.

As for his future status in the culinary world, Senzaemon Nakiri believed there was a chance he could stand shoulder to shoulder with Eishi Tsukasa, or even surpass him. He was very satisfied with the first half of Renz’s answer.

The grandson-in-law he wanted, at the very least, had to be able to satisfy Erina’s desires. If he couldn’t even satisfy the God’s Tongue, was he even worthy of marrying Erina?

Only at the last sentence did Senzaemon Nakiri freeze. Not wanting to answer means not wanting to marry into the family, wanting to marry Erina as an equal. This was something Senzaemon Nakiri found hard to accept.

Firstly, the God’s Tongue was hereditary and exclusive to the Nakiri bloodline. Secondly, in Japan, when a girl marries out, it generally means changing her surname. Once it reached the point of changing her surname, it meant she was marrying an outsider, no longer a child of their own household.

Therefore, the concept of Erina marrying out essentially meant the God’s Tongue bloodline would be passed on externally.

Although Senzaemon Nakiri detested the existence of the God’s Tongue within the Nakiri family, as it gave them a superior status in the culinary world but also caused many Nakiri family members to suffer from its associated ailments.

However, the biggest problem with the God’s Tongue being passed on externally was how future generations would resolve the issue. The Nakiri family had vast resources, and even if someone inherited the God’s Tongue, the Nakiri family could still take care of them. Marrying into the family meant Senzaemon Nakiri could guide and care for the younger generation.

If Renz didn’t marry in, Senzaemon Nakiri would find it difficult to offer much help, only being able to provide some financial assistance. After three or four generations, Erina and Renz’s children might grow more distant from the Nakiri family.

"Why can’t you marry in?"

Senzaemon Nakiri’s questioning, his doubt, and even his direct rejection of Renz’s idea. Renz would not give up easily. The two of them would stick together stubbornly.

If worst came to worst, they would just have more children.

"Conflicting values, I suppose," Renz stated truthfully. Senzaemon Nakiri didn’t deny it; he had long heard that this concept was quite serious in China, where marrying into a family was reportedly looked down upon.

"But if you marry in, I can provide you with many conveniences," Senzaemon Nakiri still wanted Renz to marry into the family. What’s so difficult about changing a name? Isn’t Nakiri Renz a perfectly fine name?

Actually, Renz was a bit greedy. He didn’t want to marry into the family, but he was willing to accept the Nakiri family’s assets. But thinking like that, it was truly shameless, a complete ingrate. The Old Man was quite good to him. Not only did he want to marry Erina, but he also wanted to swallow the Nakiri family’s industry whole, which was truly a top-tier ambition.

"No need, I’ll do it myself," Renz pondered and replied. He wasn’t incapable, after all. Having lived once more, with life experience and his special skills, earning money and starting a business would certainly not be difficult for Renz. What Senzaemon Nakiri worried about, was nothing more than Erina’s quality of life, that Renz wouldn’t be able to take good care of her. But if Renz was confident he could do it, then it wouldn’t be a problem.

Renz’s answer greatly displeased Senzaemon Nakiri, but he didn’t reveal his displeasure on his face. He said gruffly, "You rascal, alright then, you don’t have to marry in for now."

Renz’s eyes lit up. The Old Man could still be flexible and wasn’t stubbornly sticking to his guns.

"However, this can be considered my test for you,"

Senzaemon Nakiri said coldly. "I’ll give you five years.

Within these five years, you don’t have to be an in-marrier; you can freely be the man you want to be."

"But if, within five years, you haven’t taken good care of Erina, and haven’t built an industry that can support a family, then no matter what, you must marry into the Nakiri family and obediently change your surname."

"If you have any more ridiculous opinions, whatever Erina says, I won’t care. This old man is quite good at social connections, and I have plenty of ways to send you back to your country."

"Oh, and by the way, if Erina happens to change her mind during this time and doesn’t want to be with you, then all the better."

Senzaemon Nakiri truly had a stifled anger accumulated in his chest. His temper was originally quite fiery, but when it came to Erina, he didn’t want to make things too unpleasant, so he gave Renz some leeway, avoiding sharp and cutting words.

After all, the Nakiri family was not a small family in Japan; it was one of the traditional powerful families, and in the culinary world, it was the most prominent of them. Renz’s words made it sound as if marrying into the Nakiri family would be a huge loss for him. People outside would kneel to marry in and wouldn’t even get the chance. Senzaemon Nakiri himself supported free love.

Whoever Erina liked could marry in, and if she didn’t like someone or didn’t want to marry, Senzaemon Nakiri wouldn’t force her. The Nakiri family had that kind of magnanimity.

But this rascal shouldn’t act so willfully just because he had Erina’s ’favor’.

The negotiation hadn’t reached a complete agreement, but it wasn’t as bad as Renz had imagined. Although the Old Man was very angry, even furious, he took a step back for Erina’s sake, giving Renz time to consider.

Five years.

Within five years, he had to ensure Erina’s quality of life was secured no, he had to ensure Erina’s quality of life was as superior as it was in the Nakiri family. Then, he could marry Erina openly and honorably.

Even if he couldn’t achieve it, he would still have to meekly marry into the Nakiri family as a son-in-law who moves in. One had to admit, for Senzaemon Nakiri, the head of a powerful family, to speak this way and give Renz this much face, it was most likely because he didn’t want to upset Erina. Renz also had to cherish this opportunity. He had a strong aversion to marrying into the family; this was a tough battle he absolutely had to win.

And in Renz’s retina, the marriage prospect line value soared significantly after this conversation. It had jumped from 22% to 47%. The Old Man’s final words had given Renz a chance to live with Erina as husband and wife without having to marry into the family.

Just a little more effort, and a new world line would unfold. He absolutely couldn’t betray Erina’s trust. This game, he had to win. Renz gritted his teeth. Unleashing such a powerful move on a cooking show might be luxurious, but now, he had a compelling reason to do it.

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