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    “Ha! What’s so great about ine? Dn’s skills are way better,” Ralphy chimed in proudly.


    Chloe’s eyes twinkled as she smiled. “Of course! To me, my brother’s cooking is the best in the world.”


    “Dn’s cooking really is outstanding. I heard there’s going to be another global cookingpetition this year,” Christina said, ncing toward Dn. “Do you want to give it a shot?”


    Before Dn could respond, Robin cut in sharply, “What’s so special about Dn’s cooking? Once I find ine and learn from him, I’ll be even better.”


    Dn’s lips tugged into a faint smirk. “Then we’ll be waiting to sample yours.”


    “Hmph! Just wait and see! Don’t underestimate how fast I can learn. The moment I get back, I’ll have my grandfather track down ine to personally train me,” Robin said, puffing his chest out. “Once I’m done training, I’ll beat you hands down with my culinary skills.”


    “Oh? You’re that confident?” Dn raised an eyebrow, his tone calm and drawn out. Robin was already on edge, and Dn’s indifference only fueled his frustration. He gritted his teeth. “Of course!”


    Dn gave a cold, small smile. “Then let’s wait and see.” With that, he shifted his gaze elsewhere, losing all interest.


    “I’m done here. I’m going to rest. You guys go ahead and have fun,” Robin muttered, then turned and headed for the shaded lounge area.


    Robin plopped down, eyes narrowing as he watched the others hop onto jet skis and speed off across the water. Without missing a beat, he whipped out his phone and called his grandfather.


    Kurt answered with a tone full of amusement, “You little rascal, what made you call me today?”


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    Robin cut straight to the point. “Grandpa, I need your help in finding someone.”


    “Who are you looking for? You haven’t gotten yourself into trouble again, have you?”


    “Of course not! I’m just on an ind having fun with Christina and the others.”


    The moment Robin mentioned Christina, Kurt let out a loud, heartyugh. “That’s more like it. Stay there and try to win her over. I wish you a speedy engagement!”


    “Grandpa, can you not?” Robin groaned. “I’m still young.”


    “I know you’re young. What’s wrong with my wish for you to settle down soon?”


    Robin sighed in defeat. “Okay, fine, back to the point. I want you to help me find someone—ine, the legendary master chef from back then.”


    “ine? What do you want with him? He only appeared once and then never again.”


    “I know. But I want to be a master chef. I want to apprentice under him. Can you help me find him?”


    There was a beat of silence before Kurt blurted out, “Have you lost your mind?” Kurt couldn’t wrap his head around Robin’s sudden interest in learning how to cook. Robin had always been obsessed with improving his gambling skills, always trying to reach Epic’s level. Now, after just a few days on some ind, he suddenly wanted to be a chef? That didn’t make sense at all. Robin had always despised cooking. What the hell had happened?


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