“We’re starting. Everyone, please come out,” a staff member peeked inside and spoke. Maru had waited an hour and twenty minutes by that point.

“Thanks. I calmed down a lot thanks to you,” the girl said as she handed him the earbud.

She definitely looked a lot more stable than before. Maru put the earbuds into his bag before standing up. When he left the room, he saw the staff handing out toques and cooking uniforms. They weren’t tailored, so they just had to find suitable sizes and adjust the shape using safety clips.

“Please check your clothes. The rehearsal is going to start immediately, so please get ready. Right now, the producers and the actors are not in a good mood so don’t make a mistake. No one wants to get into a fight, right? Well then, good luck.”

They followed the staff member onto the set.

“Please get out of the way!”

Someone shouted from a forklift. The staff that lead them told them to watch out for the cables beneath their feet and told them to move back. There was a wall on the forklift. It was literally a wall. The backside, which wouldn’t be caught on camera, was made of lumber and fiberboard, while the front side had white tiles laid out. They followed the forklift to the right side of the set.

“Set up the ceiling lights and get a ceiling block over here. We need to cover this part.”

The set, which seemed to be the cooking competition area, was there. Cooking facilities that could be seen in dramas were laid out in...