Note 2
In Which A Yukihira Always Worries for Family
Souma was lost. He couldn't believe it. He had confidence in his cooking. No matter how many times he lost to his father, he knew that his father was another level entirely. Patrons and customers adored his dished. His sister always loved whatever he cooked, except those times when he experimented.
He knew he could impress whatever examiner comes his way. He knew he impressed Nakiri Erina. He saw it in her eyes. It was the same look his sister had when he managed to catch her picky tongue with his experiments. He was a little offended a part of him he didn't think could be offended.
He didn't really care about the whole cooking school before. He liked cooking, but going to a school for it never really crossed his mind. It was something his dad thought was probably cool. He had a lot of weird spontaneous moments like those. He wasn't lost because of any losing confidence on his cooking. But, because there was something like a spark that ignited inside him. He wanted to get her to admit his cooking was delicious.
But before his thoughts could trail further, he thought of his older sister who was likely still waiting for him. She probably expected to hear of a job well done. His phone inbox had many messages from her. It was filled with encouragements and confidence in him and his cooking. He didn't know how to face her with a failure in his back.
Still, he had to face her sometime today. He walked to the parking lot where she stood out. Her bright pink jacket and the moped stood out from the fancy black limousines. "Nee-chan?"
His sister blinked before standing straighter. "Sou-chan! How was it? What was the exam like? Did you have to cook? Oh, what was I saying, of course they made you cook. What did you make? Did they love it? Oh, confound that. Of course they love it."
"Nee-chan!" He cut her rant.
"What?"
Souma hesitated. He didn't know how to tell her. Better go straight to the point. "I… she failed me."
"WHAT!?"
Tamako was anxious. She was a worrier by nature. Everyone would always applaud her for her maturity and confidence but those closest to her knew her for her anxiety.
At the moment, she was extremely anxious for her dearest brother.
Souma's entrance exam was today. She had dropped her brother off at the fancy (extremely huge) school. There were people on limos and other brands of cars that she only saw on the television. She saw one person sneer at her and her brother riding a moped. She flipped them off.
"Don't worry, you got this." She told her brother, completely confident.
However, it seemed that her own words didn't reach her own ears. She kept worrying.
She had been waiting out on her moped for him since then. The time kept ticking. She saw many curious glance at her and her moped. She had flipped a guard who tried to get her to leave the parking lot. Sure, her moped didn't scream money like a limo, but it was a vehicle and how dare they kick her out. She refused to leave without her brother.
She fiddled with her phone. The clock hands from her watch kept ticking and it sounded quite loud in her ears. A minute passed before she decided to open her phone and send a message to her brother.
Tamago toSou-chan: 'How are you? Don't worry so much. You've got this in the bag. Don't let any stuck-up try to walk over you.'
There, she thought. It was encouraging enough. She closed her phone and continued fiddling.
She breathed through her teeth. "Why is the damn exam taking too long?" She complained to herself, despite knowing full well how long it takes to cook some food. It was the reason why she preferred being the taste-tester to being the chef.
Her phone buzzed. She quickly checked it out and a smile quirked on her face.
Papa to Tamago: 'How are you and your brother? It's the entrance exam today. A reminder, in case you and your brother forget. Just tell him to keep cooking.'
Tamago toPapa: 'Stop worrying. You're the cool dad, Papa. Being a worrywart hurts your rep. Besides, Sou-chan's got this.
She ignored the hypocrisy in her words and sent the text. She felt much lighter. She knew her father loved them. He was far too laidback and casual. People often said that he needed to be more strict but he never was. He was their best friend, even if he didn't seem to get the 'Ohana' thing about not leaving anyone behind. She and Souma knew that he would always come back.
She was so lost in her thoughts that she was startled by someone calling her, 'Nee-chan'. It was Souma.
She stood up, moving towards him. "Sou-chan! How was it? What was the exam like? Did you have to cook? Oh, what was I saying, of course they made you cook. What did you make? Did they love it? Oh, confound that. Of course they love it."
"Nee-chan!" He cut her rant.
"What?"
Souma seemed to hesitate, which wasn't like her darling little brother. "I… she failed me."
"WHAT!?"
Note: So, I've looked at my first episode and just… that's the end of Episode 1. I forgot so many scenes. Also, I'm working on my characters' voice. It's hard. I know Souma's not the type to hesitate. I know he's the type to work hard and keep working hard. I want a scene with the Yukihira siblings just being siblings. I've already written the next chapter, I'm just polishing it.
Also, my sister complains on how the story will progress because I don't plan on having Tamako go to Tootsuki. Tamako is not going to progress there. Besides, one Yukihira is enough for the school. She's probably gonna come and go as she please. Seriously, Tamako, stop visiting your baby brother. You're a third year high school student, go study.
For the record, yes, this is Sorina. No, this isn't the place to go for incest. Put that back where it came from, Nonny. Tama doesn't have any ship at the moment. I don't even know. You tell me.