The Door of My Bathroom Leads to the Comic World!

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Faced with Saitō's insistence, Sui had no choice but to bring out his kitchen knife, Cinderella. Originally, he wanted a fair contest, but Saitō had a point. Cinderella was his usual knife, and switching to another would only put him at a disadvantage.

Chefs grow accustomed to the weight and shape of their knives, and suddenly changing one can affect their performance.

"Sui, are you really going to compete with Saitō-senpai in knife skills?" Erina approached, her curiosity piqued.

Sui nodded in confirmation.

"Good luck!" Erina cheered him on, her small fists clenched in encouragement, looking every bit like a supportive girlfriend.

Sui chuckled softly and leaned toward her. "Call me 'husband' and maybe I'll be even more motivated."

"Wh-why?" Erina stammered, her cheeks flushing red. She nervously glanced around, ensuring no one was watching before quickly whispering, "Husband."

"See? You're such a good wife. Now watch how your husband performs," Sui teased with a grin.

Erina's face turned even redder, but thankfully, no one else had heard.

However, Yoshino, sharp as ever, noticed and teased, "I can't believe it—did Erina-chi really just call Sui 'husband'?"

Ryoko giggled, adding, "I never expected this."

Erina's face was burning now, and she desperately wished the ground would open up and swallow her whole.

Meanwhile, more students gathered around, eager to witness the competition between Sui and Saitō.

"Saitō-senpai's knife skills are renowned," someone whispered.

"Yeah, Sui doesn't stand much of a chance," another student replied quietly.

Saitō chose a large tuna as his ingredient. 

"Tuna's a great choice to showcase knife skills," Chapelle commented as he joined the gathering crowd, intrigued.

Sui, however, selected tofu.

"Tofu? It's too soft to carve. What does he plan to do with that?" Erina furrowed her brows, puzzled by Sui's choice.

Saitō began first. He placed the tuna on the counter, grasping the knife with one hand while supporting the blade near its tip with the other. "Break!" he called out as he sliced cleanly from the tail to the head. 

In an instant, a large portion of tuna was removed with a smooth, seamless cut that perfectly followed the spine of the fish.

What appeared simple was actually a test of skill. The hand controlling the knife needed to be steady, and the cut had to be both quick and precise. Most people would struggle halfway through, but Saitō

 completed the slice flawlessly, the cut as smooth as glass.

"Wow! That's incredible—what precision!"

"Yes, the technique and strength combined perfectly!"

The surrounding students marveled at Saitō's performance.

Next, Saitō sliced the tuna into several large sections before switching to a smaller knife. In a short time, the fish was portioned into evenly sized, smaller pieces.

The crowd was so captivated by Saitō's display that they momentarily forgot about Sui.

On his side, Sui had begun to slice the tofu into impossibly thin pieces using Cinderella. In his previous life, there's a dish called 'Silken Thread Tofu', where the tofu is cut into strands as fine as hair. Only a handful of chefs on earth can achieve this level of precision. Sui decided to challenge himself with this dish.

After activating Cinderella's dexterity-enhancing abilities, Sui moved with fluid grace, each cut as smooth as flowing water. His motions had a rhythm, a beauty that gradually drew the attention of the crowd.

"What is Sui doing over there?" someone whispered, now noticing him.

"I'm not sure, but his movements look really refined."

"Is he cutting... tofu?"

Chapelle, who had been watching Saitō, turned to look at Sui and immediately understood. A smile appeared on his face. "Ah, I see. He's making 'Silken Thread Tofu'. Let's see how fine he can cut it."

In the meantime, Saitō had finished. The tuna had been sliced into perfectly uniform squares.

"Wow! Such flawless shapes!"

"This time, there's no doubt—Saitō-senpai has won for sure!"

Some students even measured the cuts with rulers and found the variance between each piece was no more than 0.1 centimeters.

Even Chapelle, observing the precision, thought Saitō would win this round.

"This level of accuracy is terrifying," Erina murmured in astonishment. For most people, even drawing identical squares on paper would be challenging, yet Saitō had achieved it with raw fish.

Saitō wiped the sweat from his forehead, confident in his performance. When he looked over at Sui, however, he was taken aback.

"Are you cutting... tofu?" he asked, incredulous.

Sui nodded, placing his knife down and exhaling deeply. He was finished.

Saitō examined the tofu carefully. The strands were incredibly thin, densely packed together, but it was hard to gauge just how fine they were.

"Put them in water, then you'll be able to see," Sui suggested.

With delicate care, Sui placed the tofu into water. The surrounding students crowded around, their curiosity piqued.

Though many believed Sui couldn't possibly beat Saitō, they were still eager to see the result.

As the tofu strands dispersed in the water, everyone gasped in disbelief. Each strand was as thin as a hair.

"They're so thin! Like strands of hair!"

"No way—how could anyone cut something this fine?"

The students were stunned. If Saitō

's knife skills were remarkable, Sui's bordered on the miraculous, almost otherworldly.

Even Chapelle was visibly shocked. He had never seen anyone cut tofu this finely, and it left him speechless.

Carefully, he picked up one of the strands with chopsticks. He had to bring it close to his eyes just to see it clearly. The most astonishing part was that every strand in the water was just as uniformly thin.

"Incredible... Can such knife skills even exist?" Chapelle muttered to himself, awestruck.

Saitō took a deep breath, equally stunned. "This... this level of craftsmanship is unbelievable!"