Well, Gerard is dead. That broken spoon killed him. Or maybe not. You’re not a doctor. Unlike Nurse Calamity, who is a doctor, but not a nurse. A doctor who cosplays as a Nurse. Who is an amazing cook. She and Vivienne rush to check if the man is alive or not… On second thought, you think he’s alive, his flame is flickering like normal. Also, he’s standing up. Totally fine. He went up like a tree trunk defying gravity, which is weird, but you’ll let it go. Who are you to judge? There’s no right way to wake up from being stabbed in the eye with a spoon! Besides, you won the cooking contest with the lovely Kata! You’re in a great mood!

Oh, you almost forgot, everyone is gasping at seeing the man with a spoon going through his skull stand up like a tree trunk defying gravity. Which is a normal response. But with your amount of courage, nothing surprises you ever… Unless you find a penny on the ground, that’d be surprising. You’re never that lucky!

“My heaviest apologies for this minor impasse.” Gerard’s demeanor is different, it’s not a bad shout for you to believe he’s being possessed by his entity, just like with Giorsal. “I have returned to acknowledge the defeat.”

The Flying Referee, the little Wyvern Knight, acknowledges Gerard(?)’s words, and raises your hand to signal you as victorious! Woah, the referees are programmed to throw confetti! That’s neat!

The little knight informs you that it’s your right to force the loser to fulfill any request that you have in mind! It all will be bound by a special supernatural contract, so there’s no need to worry about your opponent weaseling out. But it can’t be official until the master of ceremonies declares it!

“W-Well, how odd! Yet exciting… I suppose!” Mr. Excitement is trying to mask his little bit of uneasiness at seeing a man act so casually with a spoon embedded in his eye. “Without further ado, your winners! Both of these splendid challengers! A round of applause for them! Ha ha ha ha!”

Now more confetti falls down, how repetitive. You get some cheers from the crowd (your sister), as well as the contest’s judges and the host. And Vivienne. She ain’t petty. Also, this new Gerard is applauding, making Helmaer the pettiest man in the room.

Your chef partner smiles tenderly! You owe this win to her, and to the chefs that put their hearts into this recipe, even if you want to brag about being a better cook than Goofy eye patch, the truth is far messier and more heartwarming.