A/N: I know some of you guys are confused so her is the timeline.

Arc 1[C1 - C3] - Prologue[Plg] - Arc 2[C4] - Arc 3 - Arc 4 - *Further arc is being planned*

Thank You Section(In order of review):

- Guest No1(Kartu 09)

- JLgods01

- Guest No2

- Guest No3

To Kartu 09: Yes don't worry I'm not a fan of sad endings, all I can say is to keep reading and reviewing.

To JLgods01: I'm confused as to what to put here, guess all I can say is enjoy and keep reviewing.

To Guest No2: Oh I'm surprised someone had gone through something similar. But really what I want to portray is more towards teens life, interactions and issues faced while still keeping bits of the original work.

A ton of research has been poured into the chapters so far from the start of morning sickness all the way to documentaries on liquor chocolate and chocolate's origin so any review to clarify any wrong information is really helpful and would really make my day.

*note: I checked and hormonal imbalance comes a week after morning sickness starts, but just take it that Erina's case is caused by her high stress as a chef and a headmistress at her young age. Why mention this, because hormonal imbalance causes a change in both smell and taste to the woman - had to research this too. And also in the prologue, it was mentioned that her rage was hormonally driven.*

For the next Chapter, I will be within the next week. I will be updating more often soon as I just hit Sem Break. Yay!

Thank You all and enjoy! :D

Yoshii out!


Chapter 3: The sickness that is You

"Hisako, what do we have for the next time slot?" The young headmistress asked as they walked down the carpeted hallway, having just wrapped a meeting with the school's suppliers on having their contract renewal.

"We have to taste test the food made by the second years." The pink-haired secretary said as she handed the clipboard to her mistress.

Looking over the schedule in her hands, Erina noted the class where the taste test was held at before returning the clipboard to her secretary that was following closely behind her.

Spotting the classroom furnished with the state of the art cooking equipment, Hisako hurriedly walked up to the door and pulled open the door for her mistress.

Entering the room, her nose was drowned in a sea of smells. While her nose was being assaulted, her throat felt full. Recomposing herself, the blonde chef entered the classroom after the pinkette called her name with concern.

Seeing the young headmistress enter, the entire classroom became silent and still from being graced with the presence of the possessor of the famous 'God Tongue'.

Soon whispers could be heard as a few of the chefs broke out of their daze and debated on why the headmistress had dropped into their class.

Seeing the young headmistress enter the classroom, the elderly male lecturer walked up to the blonde before bowing and greeting her.

Pulling open the workbench drawers, the elderly lecturer pulled out 2 more sets of utensils for the pair that had just entered the classroom. Seeing that the time was up, the lecturer wearily clapped his wrinkled hands together to signal that time was up and for students to present their dishes at the front.

Pair by pair of students lined up as they presented the entree on the white surface of the workbench.

Quickly glossing over the colorful and elegantly arranged dishes laid before her, Erina marked the clipboard handed to her moments prior by the elderly lecturer. As she was marking the dishes for their appearance a strange smell invaded her nose as she surveyed around the classroom searching for the infamous redhead, knowing that only he would be capable of making something so horrid smelling.

Unable to find her boyfriend, Erina continued her grading before her throat felt full again, however, this time bitter bile lingered at the back of her throat. Forcing the bitter taste down her throat, the blonde headmistress refocused on the task at hand.

Finishing her grading of the last dish on its appearance, the blonde retrieved the utensils that were resting on the white folded napkin at the end of the workbench.

Pressing down on the sirloin steak before her, the knife and fork dug easily into it as its juices spilled out. Bring up a small slice of the sirloin steak, Erina got a whiff of the well-done steak.

Having smelled more well-done steak than she could remember, the scent of the piece of cooked red meat on her fork, however, was not what she could call steak or rather even label it as edible. Invading her nose was something putrid; the awful scent made her lost her appetite.

Ignoring the scent of the piece of red meat, Erina directed the hand that held the fork towards her mouth as she forced the foul smelling piece of meat onto her tongue before closing her mouth and tasting the piece of meat.

Biting down on the piece of meat, the juices that were soaked in the piece of meat released all at once, sliding down her throat. Though the meat's taste and texture were passable for the class, it had left much to be desired in the eyes of the young headmistress.

Marking the dish with a pass, Erina left her remarks on the putrid smell of the dish at the side of her grading before proceeding on to the next dish.

Injecting her knife onto the next steak dish; a crunch sound could be heard as the jagged edge of the silverware broke through the crunchy surface of the steak.

Bring her fork up to her nose once again, another indescribable scent could be detected; equally rancid smelling like the last. But, unlike before instead of placing the peace of coffee coated meat into her mouth to taste, the surge of bitter vile raising up the mouth made the blonde clasp her mouth as she forced her way to the nearby sink.

In an instant, a mixture of yellow and green poured out into the sink.

After picking herself from being pushed so suddenly with much force, Hisako checked on her young mistress; who was emptying her stomach of its contents.

Sensing that her young mistress was not well, the pinkette apologized to the time chiseled old man and class before carrying her unwell mistress; who was whipping her washed mouth with the handkerchief her boyfriend gave after hugging the basin for her dear life, back to her office.

As the pair left the room, mummers could be heard as the students wondered what had made the headmistress sick to her stomach.

Eyeing the incomplete grading sheet, the old man picked it up before staring at the remark she had left. The strange remark left by the young headmistress made the elder chef wonder if it was because of her sensitive palate or if it was something else. Shrugging it off, the weary lecturer called out to the class that he would continue grading the dish the blonde headmistress had left out halfway and the remainders as well.


Back in Erina's office, Hisako slowly set the blonde that held onto her stomach in pain from her vomiting previously, onto the adjustable recliner behind the mahogany desk.

"I'll go brew some tea for your stomach pains." Hisako said before turning on the balls of her heels and left to the adjoined kitchen to the headmistress's office.

Moments later the pinkette returned with a beautiful white and teal in-color china set before setting it on the free spot of the blonde's desk.

Wrapping a napkin around the handle of the teapot, Hisako poured the hot amber liquid into the cup before placing the cup in front of the girl who was supporting her head from a rising headache.

Bring up the cup to take a sip, the strong intense smell made Erina slam the piece of china onto the desk, spilling a little as she rushed through the door leading to the adjoined kitchen. The large force of the door opening left an indentation on the white wall.

Pouring the hot tea into another cup, Hisako brought the cup up to take a whiff. To the pinkette; it smelled fine which left the girl wondering if her mistress had something other than a simple stomach flu.

Waiting for her mistress to return with a tissue in hand, Hisako went behind the desk to clear the spilled tea.


'Since Ryou is off to challenge Akira, I should visit Erina.' Alice thought as she made her way down the quiet hallway, her light footsteps the only audible thing.

Closing in on her cousin's office, the platinum-blonde swang open the large doors to the room without knocking.

"Erina! Dear Cousin!" Alice shouted as she entered the room, not yet realizing that the person behind the desk was not her cousin.

Walking up to the large antique desk, Alice stared at the shifting silhouette underneath the large desk. "Hisako?" Alice called out to the only other person who would likely be in the headmistress's office at this time of day.

Hearing her name called, Hisako started to raise but had accidentally banged against the desk, causing some of the papers at the top of the paper piles to fall off. "Yes, Miss Alice?" The pink-haired secretary enquired as she rubbed the place on her head where she had bumped against the sturdy desk.

"Hisako! Where is my dear cousin? I even took the time to visit her." Alice asked with a pout. Replying to the platinum-blonde, Hisako pointed in the direction of the connecting kitchen only to be met with the horrid sounds of vomiting.

Walking into the white kitchen, Alice spotted her golden-blonde cousin contrasting against the environment.

Coming close to her cousin that had been hugging the basin for her dear life, Alice placed her hand on the back of her cousin before moving it in a soothing circular motion. "Erina, are you ok?" Alice asked worryingly as continued rubbing her cousin with one hand while the other made sure none of her stray locks got caught with the disgusting yellow and green mix that Erina had just regurgitated.

Nodding slightly, Erina gave her Alice a weak smile but continued to hug the basin. Staring at her pale cousin, Alice enquired once more. "Was it something you ate?"

Taking a moment to breathe and think, Erina shook her head before replying weakly. "No, I haven't eaten anything other than a small slice of well-done steak but everything smelled so awful." Comforting her cousin as she stood next to the slumped body, the sudden sound of her ringtone caused the platinum-blonde jolt a bit.

Retrieving her smartphone encased in a milk-white phone case, Alice slid her finger across the display before bringing it up to answer the caller. "Yes, Mother?" Alice asked after seeing the caller ID.

"Alice, I have got the men to double check the equipment before it was shipped to Florence. Could you get your friend to check it with his restaurant's staff if they have received the equipment?" Leonora asked her daughter as she sorted through some of her company's important documents.

"By the way, who's that vomiting beside you? They don't sound too good." The pale platinum-blonde enquired as she placed down the last of the sorted documents.

"It's just Erina, I asked her; if it was something she ate but she said that she had only a small piece of steak and that everything smelled bad to her," Alice explained simply to her lesser fluent mother.

"Alice dear, could you ask her if she felt like vomiting before smelling the food or after?" Leonora asked in her Danish-accented Japanese.

Turning to her pale cousin, Alice lowered her phone before asking the hunched over Erina.

"A-after." Erina's weak voice echoed against the dirtied basin walls before Alice could make sense of it.

Placing the phone up to her ear again, Alice conveyed what Erina had just told her to her mother.

A silence filled the air as Alice waited for her mother's reply. "Alice honey, could you hand the phone to Erina?" Leonora's voice flowed out phone's speaker, however, her voice had a strange tone to it which Alice could not place a finger on.

Handing the phone over, Erina lifted one of her hands that held against the edge of the kitchen top and reached out for the smartphone. Bring it close to her ear, Erina greeted her aunt feebly.

For a few minutes, Alice stood beside her golden-blonde cousin who was asked a series of questions by her mother.

Hearing he aunt's last question, her eyes widened. "Are you pregnant?" Leonora had asked worryingly to her niece. Loosening her grip on the smartphone due to shock, Erina dropped the phone onto the floor.

Wanting to scold her cousin for dropping her phone onto the floor, Alice went to pick her phone before turning to face Erina, wanting to give her a piece of her mind but was shocked to be met with a red-eyed Erina.

Hearing her mother's voice through her phone, Alice lifted the phone up to her ear once more.

"Yes, Mother?" Alice asked as she eyed her cousin who seemed about to tear up. "Alice, listen closely and stay calm," Leonora explained to her daughter slowly on what had just transpired and told her calmly what Alice should do to confirm her hypothesis.

Hearing the shocking news, Alice left her cousin in the kitchen and rushed out hastily.

Returning after an hour, Alice barged into the empty office after telling the pink-haired secretary not to let anyone in while she was gone to retrieve something.

Handing the plastic bag filled with rectangular boxes, Alice held onto the shaky wrist of her cousin and folded Erina's fingers close over the plastic bag filled with pregnancy test kits.

Supporting Erina to the toilet, Alice assigned the pink-haired secretary to clean up the blonde headmistress's mess in the private kitchen.


Carrying the thick stack of papers, the redhead turned the corner and headed down the long corridor. 'Finally finished with all these.' Souma thought as he was headed for the headmistress's office to hand in all the documents that he had looked through and cleared.

Worrying that his blonde girlfriend may be stressed from the large workload that she dealt with on a daily basis, Souma finally decided to take his duties as the First seat seriously. Though it was challenging for the redhead initially, after being briefed by the blonde headmistress countless times, Souma finally came to understand his duties and the importance of it.

Walking up to the large wooden doors, Souma knocked on the door a couple of time with one hand while the other supported the towering stack of paper he was carrying. Hearing no reply, Souma twisted the shiny gold knob on the door and entered.

Surveying the large reception room, Souma could not find the usually working Hisako anywhere. Thinking that the pink-haired secretary may be in the headmistress's office, Souma knocked on the doors to the inner chamber.

Hearing no replies once again, Souma pushed the door open before entering the equally spacious room.

Placing the large stack of paper on the large desk near the wall windows that spanned from near the ceiling to knee height, Souma ran the back of his arm across his forehead to whip off the beads of sweat that had formed while he was carrying the heavy stack of papers.

Deciding to wait for his girlfriend's return, Souma looked around the spacious room, stopping his exploration when he noticed the door to his girlfriend's private kitchen slightly opened.

Prying open the door, Souma wandered in only to spot Hisako running the extended basin tap along the edges of the basin.

"Hisako, where is Erina?" Souma called out to the pinkette, startling her from his sudden appearance.

"Alice carried her to the toilet, it seemed like she wasn't feeling well," Hisako replied as she turned the tap off.

"Thank you for the heads up. Anyway, I have finished the papers and placed them on Erina's desk. Can you have a look at it?" Souma asked as he followed the pinkette out of the private kitchen.

Quickly scanning through the thick stack of paper, Hisako gave Souma a nod before informing the scarlet-haired chef that she would return to her desk to complete her unfinished work and that Souma could wait for Erina in the office if he wanted.


Fiddling with the various objects on Erina's desk, Souma's finger stopped when it touched a picture frame. On it was a picture of Erina with the elder Yukihira that Erina had admired greatly.

Next to the first picture frame was another, however, the second held a picture of the dorm members from the Polar Star Dormitory. Standing in the center was Souma while beside stood the beautiful blonde.

After minutes of exploring the large office, the large wooden doors leading to the reception room open to show the person Souma was waiting for.

For a brief moment, aureate eyes met the amethyst pair before Erina turned away. Despite the brief moment, Souma had noticed that Erina's eyes were clouded red.

Walking up to his girlfriend, Souma lifted his right hand to redirect the blonde to look at him but his advances were stopped when Erina swatted his hand away.

Grabbing something from the plastic bag that she had dragged along, Erina shoved the object hard into the scarlet-haired chef.

Taking the object from her grasp, Souma eyed the rectangular object. His golden eyes trailed across the two red lines in the center of the object.

Realizing what was handed to him, Souma raised his head to look at his girlfriend. What he was met with was the flushed Erina who was gritting her teeth in anger; signs of crying was blatantly obvious.

Before he could voice his concern, Erina beat him to it. "H-how, c-could you?" Erina asked; her voice cracking as her body was shaking from anger and fear at the same time.

Souma hearing what she had said recalled that night where they had done the deed. He recalls how he could have stopped but didn't. He was ashamed that he did what he did. No, what made him truly ashamed was that he made use of the emotionally worn out Erina to fulfill his lust for her.

They were still only in high school but Souma's irresponsibility had ruined Erina's future and reputation.

Still stupefied from reality, Souma did not notice the hand raised by Erina. In a blink of the eye followed by a swift motion, Erina's hand flew towards the redhead.


C/N(Closing notes): When leaving a review, please either use an account or leave a digital name so I can send my thanks in the following chapter or contact to help make the work better.

For these chapters and the prologue; I wanted to portray the image where Erina viewed Souma as taking advantage of her emotional state. Sort of reminding Erina of her disappointment towards the males in her life.