At this moment, Junze had to admit that his earlier intuition was absolutely correct.
Ganyu right now clearly looked like she was thinking, if my disciple is no longer mine alone, I might as well eliminate the problem.
The little sheep had gone dark.
Ganyu walked up to Junze and looked at the pile of dishes in the basin. The smile on her face became increasingly "bright."
"Aze is really amazing. You made so many dishes for your Martial Aunt."
As she spoke, she reached out and gently stroked Junze's head.
But at this moment, Junze could clearly feel that this head pat was completely different from before.
"M Master, Aze is just trying for the first time today, so..."
Junze's mind went blank.
How do you comfort a darkened master?
"Trying for the first time, huh~"
"Then why didn't you call your master over?"
Ganyu crouched down and said,
"It looks like Aze and your Martial Aunt get along very well in private."
"But while I was working so hard, Aze actually brought Shenhe here to secretly eat!"
"Master feels a little sad."
"Aze, that's too much."
"Too much."
Ganyu began muttering rapidly.
The resentment around her grew stronger and stronger.
Junze had no idea what to do.
How was he supposed to know that just bringing Shenhe here would make his master care this much?
Wait.
He did not even sneak her in.
He brought her openly.
Junze wanted to argue, but seeing Ganyu like this…
"Master is not going to go full yandere on me and carry my head across the sea to Inazuma, right…"
Junze trembled inside.
Shenhe looked at Ganyu, then at the bowl of dragon beard noodles Junze had made the second time.
Reluctantly, she picked up her chopsticks and grabbed a strand of noodles.
"You… should taste it yourself."
As she spoke, Shenhe decisively stuffed the noodle into Ganyu's mouth.
"Mm?!"
The moment the noodle entered her mouth, Ganyu froze.
An indescribable, overwhelming taste exploded across her tongue.
Then she immediately shut down and collapsed.
The sudden flavor left Ganyu completely stunned.
Junze was instantly hit point-blank and lost his balance, falling to the ground together with her.
"Ugh…"
Ganyu's face turned pale.
A wisp of white smoke seemed to drift out of her mouth.
It looked like her soul leaving her body.
"As expected, it still tastes terrible."
Seeing Ganyu's reaction, Shenhe nodded.
Even though Junze's second attempt was slightly better than the first, it was still very bad.
"Martial Aunt!"
At this point, Junze did not know whether to laugh or cry.
What Shenhe did had indeed interrupted Ganyu's dark mode.
But this reaction was way too extreme.
He made food, not poison.
One bite and she dropped?
That had to be fake.
Junze looked at his [Cooking Beginner] proficiency at 0.5% and fell into silence.
After making so many dishes, it only increased by a fraction.
Could it be that not only was he not a cooking genius…
but actually a master of lethal cuisine?
Junze fell into deep self-doubt.
Meanwhile, Shenhe helped Ganyu up and placed her on a chair.
Junze also struggled to stand up and said with a bitter expression,
"Martial Aunt, I really troubled you earlier. Are your taste buds okay?"
Shenhe nodded.
"Other than a slight numbness, I am fine."
She looked at Ganyu, then added,
"I can continue eating."
"…"
Junze felt like crying.
Junze felt that he must have done something incredible in his life to deserve having the best master and the best Martial Aunt in the world at the same time.
Ganyu sat on the chair, staring in disbelief at the nearly finished bowl of noodles in front of her.
She glanced at it with a bit of fear, then asked,
"This… is the food Aze made for your Martial Aunt?"
To be honest, Ganyu felt that this could hardly even be called food anymore.
Junze said gloomily,
"I didn't expect it to taste this bad. Why is it like this?"
He really could not understand.
Ganyu gently patted his head and comforted him,
"Everyone has things they are not good at. Aze, don't lose heart."
"Mm…"
Junze nodded, but the disappointment on his face was still obvious.
He did not even dare to imagine what would happen if the system boosted his cooking.
"Shenhe, are you alright?"
Ganyu looked at Shenhe with concern.
She admitted that when she saw her disciple secretly coming here with Shenhe, her mood had not been good at all.
But now, she was more worried about her junior sister.
After all, it looked like she had eaten quite a lot.
Shenhe sat down and said,
"I am fine."
Then, right in front of Ganyu's horrified gaze, she finished the remaining dragon beard noodles.
"…"
The master and disciple sitting across from her fell silent.
"Um… Martial Aunt, you really didn't have to finish it."
After seeing Ganyu's reaction earlier, Junze no longer dared to let Shenhe keep eating.
Shenhe said calmly,
"Since I agreed to taste it, I should see it through."
"…"
Ganyu fell silent for a moment.
Although her junior sister still had that expressionless face, Ganyu could faintly sense a trace of challenge.
Her eyes gradually sharpened.
Her disciple's cooking, no matter how bad, should not be left to the Martial Aunt to handle.
It should be her responsibility.
And guiding a disciple from poor skill to mastery was exactly what a master should do.
A resolute expression appeared on Ganyu's face.
She said,
"Aze, from now on, if you want to cook, call your master. I will guide you and help you taste."
"Huh?!" Junze quickly said, "No, Master, you still have work to do."
Hearing his refusal, Ganyu turned to look at him.
For a moment, her gentle temperament seemed to shift again, faintly showing signs of darkening.
At this point, it was almost like a passive skill.
"Uh… if you can handle it."
Junze shrank back slightly.
He did not dare to go against Ganyu right now.
No one knew what his soft and timid master would become if she fully darkened.
A domineering queen?
Junze pursed his lips.
Why did that sound a little… exciting?
Ganyu nodded in satisfaction and turned her gaze back to Shenhe.
At the same time, Shenhe also looked at Ganyu.
For a moment, these two people who normally would never oppose each other seemed to carry a faint sense of tension.
It was as if sparks were silently clashing in their eyes.
A battle was about to begin.
"Am I imagining things?"
Junze was not sure.
He could understand Ganyu acting this way.
After all, despite her usual demeanor, she clearly had a strong sense of possessiveness.
But his Martial Aunt?
Junze looked at Shenhe's expressionless face.
Then he shook his head helplessly.
He could not understand her at all.
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