I lied. I started rewatching Food Wars and got some inspirations lawls. Enjoy this cringe chapter bois and girls. Uhh, that's all. Ok goodnight my asscheeks hurt.
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"Honey, I'm home!" Azami Nakiri opens the door of his wife's room, revealing a salmon-pink haired lady on a bed reading the latest edition of Totsuki's news.
Yukihira Soma's absence from Totsuki sure is making a ruckus on campus… He is the first seat after all…
"Erh herm. Honey, I said I'm home." Mana closes her newspaper, placing it down on the bed and shifts her gaze towards the pale-skinned man.
"Oh, Welcome home." Mana proceeds to reopen the newspaper and scan the text.
I know it's only been a month since we last talked, but I hope he's doing well.
Azami frowns. Notice me Mana :(
"Man, today was such a tiring day, traveling all the way from Hokkaido in the morning and driving back home." Mana looks back at her husband.
"If only…" Azami opens his arms out. "There was something that could cheer me up." Mana stares at Azami, confusingly, then smiles at him.
"That's right dear, thanks for reminding me." Mana gets up from her bed and goes towards the black haired man.
Finally, I can get a hug from my lovely wife.
Azami starts hugging his wife, or so he thought, before realizing the pink haired chick had actually passed him, and that all he was hugging was air.
"Erina, Time is over! Father is home!"
Wait, what… Azami confusingly looks at his wife.
"You must be really hungry from the long trip today, huh, honey? Our daughter is going to cook dinner, you can join in."
Azami awkwardly nods back at Mana. "Umm. Yeah, of course! That's exactly what I needed to cheer me up! You know me so well Mana-"
"And why are you hugging yourself, you look like an idiot… Whatever. Meet us in the dining room."
Mana Nakiri walks out of the room.
But Hug-kun... Azami depressingly leaves the room, joining his so-called wife from behind.
Am I a joke to you Azami :( -Air-kun
The two make it onto the kitchen, smelling the aroma created by their daughter.
"Welcome home dad, and welcome back-"
"Time's over, present your dish," Mana demands Erina.
"Yes, of course mother. I finished making the food. I just need some time to place the food onto the dishes-"
"Which you should've gotten done before father came home." Mana angrily stares at Erina.
"Yes… You are right. I'm sorry."
"This behavior is unacceptable. I'll see you in the dining room with the food that was supposed to be on the table several hours ago. Got that?"
"Yes mother."
"Hey, wait honey-" Azami tries to grab onto the arm of his wife but fails as she makes her way towards the exit of the kitchen.
"Gosh, woman, am I right Erina?"
"Yeah… I suppose." Erina looks away, hiding her expression from her dad.
"Don't mind your mother. She seems to be a bit off today."
She didn't give me my daily hug :(
"Here, Father will help you bring your dish out."
"No, dad, it's okay-"
"Cmon, don't be like that." Azami gives his daughter a reassuring smile.
"You seem to be having a bad day yourself, so the least I can do is this." Azami opens the cabinet and takes a couple of bowls out, laying them out on the table and filling them up with the food from the pot.
"I'll carry two of them out, and you'll carry the other for mother, okay Erina?"
Erina nods, her face still looking away from her father.
"Thanks father."
"Anything for you sweetie. Now let's bring the food out for mother, before she leaves us again!" Azami chuckles, followed by Erina leaving the kitchen room.
Shit. Maybe I should not have said that… The father joins his daughter from right behind.
"What do we have here, Erina?" Erina and her father place the three bowls onto the table.
"Well… The theme of this dish was something out of this world, which was the same theme back in the BLUEs final, so I decided to make spicy miso soup again."
Mana takes apart the chopsticks.
"Well well, let's see if you've made any progress with this dish since last month… Erina, Azami, come sit down and eat." The other two Nakiris make their way onto the table.
"Well, itadakimasu."
"Itadakimasu!"
"Itadakimasu…" Erina hesitantly says.
….
"This dish… is disgusting."
Zzz
*ring* *ring*
"Oh." Hinako picks up the phone.
"It's almost 9:15, I wonder who it could be-"
"HINAKO. IT'S 9:15. YOU WERE SUPPOSE TO BE AT MOTHERS 15 MINUTES AGO-." Hinako hangs up the phone.
Did this bitch really just hang up on me
Shinomiya's forehead starts wrinkling .
"AHH. I COMPLETELY LOST COUNT OF THE TIME. KOHAIII. WE'RE LATE! HURRY EATING YOUR ICE CREAM"
"But senpai, I finished a while ago… You on the other hand still have two scoops left-"
"YUKIHIRA! WE DON'T HAVE TIME FOR THIS, WE HAVE TO LEAVE NOW."
"Bruh-"
Hinako grabs onto Yukihira's hand and runs out of the ice cream shop and onto the car, starting the engine and zooms her way onto Shinomiya's mothers' home.
-15 minutes later-
"Ah, we made it!" The two are at the front of the house, knocking on the door.
"Wait, Yukihira" Hinako slowly turns to Yukihira "Where is my ice cream?"
"Oh Sorry Senpai… But," Yukihira grins devilishly. "We DoN'T hAvE tImE fOr ThIs."
"YOU LIL BRAT-" the door opens.
"Oh my gosh! Mother, it's been so long!"
She just changed personalities like it was nothing! Yukihira's left eye twitches
As expected of a former elite 10 member!
"Hinako! Where were you! Me and mother have been waiting half an hour for you-" Shinomiya's mother shoves her son to the side.
"Thank god you come! I was worried you left my son for good!" The two embrace each other with a hug.
"No, I wouldn't leave your son! Despite how uptight he is." The two giggle.
"Hey, I'm right here-"
"I wouldn't blame you if you did to be honest…-"
"I SAID I'M RIGHT HERE-" Shinomiya's mother smacks her son on the head.
"It's nighttime, you're being loud son!"
WHY AM I THE ONE GETTING SCOLDED
"Ugh… Let's get in the house…" Shinomiya places his hand on his head, lightly moving it around."
"Yes. we should-" the mother looks at the unknown redhead.
"And who may this be?"
"Oh, this is Yukihira Soma!" Hinako pats Yukihira's head.
"He is the current first chair of Totsuki Culinary Academy!"
Yukihira scratches the back of his head. "Yeah, that's me. Nice to meet you Shinomiya's mother." Yukihira nervously takes out his hand.
"You can just call me Aika." Aika shakes his hand, realizing the redhead was shaking.
"Don't be nervous! Make yourself at home dear."
"Oh, no It's just." You just bitchsmacked your son... "Despite being a relative of Shinomiya-senpai, you look...pretty."
"Hey brat you are being extremely rude to mother-"
"Goshh, I know, right? I get that a lot, trust me."
"Wait huh-"
"I feel so bad for you Aika!" Hinako adds on.
"Hinako! Not you too!-"
"Kojiro! Get a damn haircut already! Your kpop hair is making mother look bad!"
"Kpop hair? This is the french trend mother-"
"Put on some makeup and dance to a BTS song while you're at it Kpop-Senpai." Yukihira, Aika, and Hinako burst out laughing.
Shinomiya facepalms. Why does this always happen to me?
Shinomiya closes the door as the two make their way onto the house continuing to hysterically laugh.
And whatever happened to being quiet…
…
"So you're telling me a coup d'etat happened in your school?"
"Yeah, it was super awesome! Like there was this scary pale looking dude who took over the role of our director who's been there for several decades, and he changed like the whole curriculum and everything, but his own daughter was against his ideology!"
"His own daughter?!"
"His own daughter Aika! And she ran away from his home because of it!"
"Oh no he didn't!" Hinako adds on.
"Hinako, you know already about this…"
"Hush Shinomiya! I'm adding in hype to Yukihira's story!"
"Thanks Hinako-senpai!"
Shinomiya facepalms.
"Anyways, continuing on, you know, me and the boys."
"Him and ThE BoYs!"
"Yeah, we too weren't digging his dictatorial approach to cooking and the new changes to Totsuki's curriculum, so we decided to revolt!"
"But you're just kids, how were you to revolt against the director?"
"The best of our 'rebel group' went against the best of his 'communist manifesto group in a cooking stand off.'"
"Yukihira… They're called central-"
"Shinomiya! You suck at adding on!"
"Well, they should be addressed by the correct names-"
"And group comunismo had the former first and second seat as well as more than half of the elite 10!"
"Your rebel friends had to go against them?"
"Yeah! 8 of our best, P.S. we only had 8 members in the team rebel, that wasn't expelled… had to go against 8 of their best!
"And how many people were in their group?"
"Well, they had the whole student body to choose from that wasn't from rebels… So, several hundred?"
"Oh my gosh. How did you guys manage to win?"
"Well, we trained for a whole month with professionals. Shinomiya actually helped us too!"
Shinomiya smiles. "That's right mother, I led them to success-"
"You're actually useful for once, huh!"
"What do you mean, I'm always useful :*("
"Well anyways…"
Yukihira continues blabbing onto the story as they are having dinner, followed by other stories explaining his progression as a chef. The mother continues to actively listen, genuinely interested at the words coming from the young chef's mouth as Hinomiya continues bringing in "hype" to the stories.
"Shinomiya was my boss for a cooking event."
"My son was your boss? I sincerely apologize on his behalf."
"Hey, what's that suppose to me!"
"What a tragedy!"
"Hinako shut it!"
And so on…
"This big b- Oh shit I was bouta' say boob" brown haired lady and her colleagues vandalized my family restaurant in hopes that I'd closed down the restaurant."
"Why would they do such a thing?"
"I know right! But I didn't give in! Instead, I showed them my cooking"
"My Kohai gave them the cook!"
"What did you cook them?"
"I cooked them #17 of our secret menu, which was Roast Pork!"
and they left me alone!"
"Thank God!" Aika adds
"hehe, big boob chick got foodgasmed" Yukihira whispered to Hinako.
"Big boob chick got gasmed by da food!" Hinako whispers back to Yukihira
And so on..
…
"And well, yeah, that's basically the highlights and main parts of my cooking career so far." Yukihira takes a sip of tea as Aika and Hinako clap.
"Yukihira, that's amazing how you were able to overcome so much as a chef, especially at your age." Aika remarks.
"Thank you for listening!" Yukihira smiles at Aika.
"You became the first seat in your first year?"
"Before the year ended, but yeah."
"It took my son three whole years!" Aika, disappointed , shakes her head at her son.
"I once again ask not to be insulted."
"Maybe be a better boyfriend and you'll get less insults from mother!"
"Huh? Has my son not been treating you well Hinako?"
"What no, that not tru-" Aika stares daggers into Shinomiya's eyes
"I'll deal with you later. But for now, back to what I was saying." Aika looks back at Yukihira.
"Yukihira, I'd like to know… Why did you leave Totsuki?"
…
Silence ensues for several seconds as Yukihira looks at Aika, frozen and trying to think about what to say.
Should I just lie and tell her some nonsense, or do I tell her the truth? But the truth… that I'm taking a break from Totsuki because I got my heart broken, would be embarrassing to say… What… Do I say?
Zzz
"Honey, don't say that to our daughter. The dish was gourmet level-"
"Disgusting… compared to the one you had created a month ago. How did your cooking get worse Erina?"
…
"Sorry Mother, I'll do better next time-"
"I'll ask the question again. Why is the spicy miso soup that you have made for me a month ago in the BLUEs finals worse than the one you have made today."
…
"I…"
"Has a month of being under the care of one of the most talented culinary figures not help you become a better chef?"
…
"No it's not that mother! Your daily taste tests for the whole month have definitely improved me as a chef, it's just…" Erina tears up.
"It's just?"
"I.."
…
"Go on."
"Can't..
"Can't?"
I can't stop thinking about him.
...
Erina suddenly feels two arms wrapped around her back.
"You can stop there. I know what you were going to say." Mana tightens her hold on Erina as her eyes widen.
"Cmon Erina, don't be surprised. Did you forget about my ability when eating dishes?" Mana laughs.
"If you knew the answer, why even bother asking mother…" Erina lightly pats her hands onto Mana's back.
"Just wanted to verify it with your own words."
The two continue to hug each other for a couple of seconds before Erina clears her voice.
"Embarrassing, isn't it?"
"Not exactly, if anything… it brings me back to the old times. Right Azami?"
Mana turns her head toward Azami, smiling.
You were in her position once too.
"Sorry to ruin the moment, but I have no idea what is going on." Mana's smile turns into anger.
"You're so useless…"
"Sorry…" Women I can't read yo mind...
"Tell our daughter how we met, and how we got together."
Azami sighs, and smiles.
"Alright." Azami kneels and faces Erina.
"Erina, I have a story to tell you, so pay close attention"
A story? Erina hesitantly nods.
Zzz
Yukihira feels Hinako's hand on his own, and turns to his right to see a smiling brunette.
"Yukihira just needed a break from school. After going through so much, as you can tell through the stories he had just told us, he started losing his drive to cook."
"His drive … was lost?" Aika questions.
"Just like your son had lost his motivation following graduation."
Shinomiya looks at his mother, and sighs.
"Yeah, after that big fight we had after graduation, my ambitions as a chef dwindled. I couldn't cook the way I used to, nor did I want to cook. My interests as a chef dwindled to the point of no return, until…" Can't believe I'm admitting this "I saw her again." Shinomiya points to a Hinako who looked very shocked.
"And then from that point on, my confidence as a chef skyrocketed."
"Shinomiya… I-"
"She reignited my purpose for cooking, and gave fuel to my goals of being a successful chef." Hinako tears up and smiles. Shinomiya smiles back at Hinako, and looks back at mother.
"Shinomiya… I had no idea you were in such pain-"
"No, it's okay mother" Shinomiya waves his hand at his mother.
"Every professional chef has gone through this phase at least once in their lives. It just so happens that this redheaded brat, who climbed his way up to the top of the culinary world, is facing what me and several other chefs are facing… at a very young age." Aika looks at Yukihira with sympathy.
"Is that true Yukihira?"
Yukihira hesitantly nods.
"Yeah…"
Shinomiya clears his voice.
"And so he came here to ask me to help, which I said no."
"And, Shinomiya-senpai, that's okay. I'm glad I was able to talk to you again-"
"But after getting harassed by Hinako, and doing some thinking back at the restaurant… I realized, I owe you one Yukihira."
Both Hinako and Yukihira's faces both look astonished.
"I would not have opened my restaurant in Tokyo if you and Megumi had not faced me in a shokugeki you know. That shokugeki, like what Hinako had done to me, gave me the drive in being better as a chef. It made me remember how amazing it is to cook, and how there are always new heights one can reach with cooking. After all, cooking is an endless wasteland." Aika smiles at her son.
"And with that said, I'd like to make you an offer Yukihira."
"An offer?" A drop of sweat releases from Yukihira's hair.
"I would like to hire you as my sous chef at Shino's Tokyo. If you accept, I'll teach you everything I have learned in my 28 years of cooking."
Yukihira Gulps.
"Um.."
"I won't guarantee that I will reignite your purpose for cooking." Shinomiya closes his eyes, and takes a deep breath.
"But I'll show you what it means to be a world class chef. I'll teach you various cooking techniques, and introduce you to several cuisines and dishes across the world." Shinomiya opens his eyes and takes his hand out to Yukihira.
"So, what do you say, Monsieur Yukihira. Would you like to take up a once in a lifetime opportunity?"
Hinako clears up her tears and pats Yukihira in the back.
"Yukihira!" -pat-
"Shake" -pat-
"His" -Pat-
"Hand" -Pat-
"Already!" -PAT-
"I would like to, but your hand… PREVENTS ME FROM MOVING LADY."
Hinako takes her hand out of Yukihiras
"Oh, my bad. Teehee."
Yukihira sighs loudly.
This is the former first chair of the 79th generation. The first and only Japanese chef to earn the Pluspol award. And he's inviting me to become the second in command chef at his restaurant… And not only that, but he even offered to be my personal chef instructor. How can anyone reject that offer?
...
"You have yourself a deal, Shinomiya-senpai." Yukihira shakes Shinomiya's hand and smiles.
"You can call me Kojiro if you'd like."
"Alrighty Kojiro-senpai! And you can call me Soma!" The two men laugh, while Hinako pouts.
"Wait you let Yukihira call you by first name but not me?!"
"Yeah, sucks to suck, doesn't it Hinako-senpai?"
"Shut it you little brat!"
"Bleh!" Yukihira playfully sticks his tongue out
"Shinomiya. Defend me!"
"Nah. I'm enjoying this."
"This is why Aika doesn't love you!"
"Why you little?!" -nuggie-
"OWWW. IT HURTS, I'M SORRY-"
"By the way, you made so much kimchi. First, korean hair, and now Korean food… When your debut tho kpop-senpai-"
"Don't make me rescind my offer to you kid."
Aika smiles and rests her head against the chair.
Ever since the day my husband had left us, life has changed drastically for my son. Life has only gotten better for Kojiro Shinomiya ever since. And now… I hope you provide my son with even better memories, Yukihira Soma.
Zzz
"Erina, did you understand the moral of the story?" Azami gets back up and sits on the chair next to Erina.
"The story was very touching." It was, in fact, kind of like my shoujo mangas to be honest… "but…" Erina shakes her head. "I'm sorry, but I'm unsure of the theme."
"The key to being a great chef is finding the one who you can devote all your cooking to."
Erina looks up to her father surprised.
"Mana Nakiri was the one for me, and ever since I met her, my progression as a chef improved greatly." The two parents look at each other and smile.
"Azami to me… was… ehhh." Mana laughs as Azami pouts and crosses his arms.
"Jokes aside… Erina, I had father tell you this story for a reason. Do you know why?"
"Mother… I.. don't-" Erina pauses. 'finding the one who you can devote all your cooking to.' Yukihira Soma. Why did he pop into my mind as soon as father said that? Or maybe… My purpose for cooking… is him?
Is that why I was unable to make a proper dish today? Because he left? Tears once again fall down Erina's eyes. Because I felt he had left my life? Because I am no longer able to see him, I had no desire to make a proper spicy miso soup.
"Actually… I understand why now." The tears start dropping onto the floor
"Erina, I know the story was very touching, but you don't have to cry about it." Azami chuckles as he comes towards Erina and comforts her.
Such a clueless idiot. Mana shakes her head.
"So… Erina, have you found the one to dedicate all your cooking to yet?"
Erina looks up to her father.
"I…-"
"Honey, how about you get the bath ready? I'll handle it from here." Mana places a hand on Azami's shoulder.
"But I don't feel like bathing-"
"Oh really…" Mana (fake) pouts.
"I was hoping…" Mana whispers to Azami's ear. "We could bathe… together-"
"On second thought, I'll be getting the bath ready. Hope you get better soon Erina!" Azami quickly takes his hands off Erina and walks away from the kitchen.
Men…
"Hey… Mom"
Mana sits down and faces the crying blonde.
"When you ate Yukihira's dishes back in BLUE, did you see any part of me in his cooking?"
Mana places her daughter's head onto her chest.
"Now's not the time to be worrying about other people's dishes." Mana places a hand on Erina's hair, and gently strokes it.
"But… Yes. I did."
Erina's eyes widen.
"What… exactly, did you see?"
...
"Erina, if I had told you everything, I think the kitchen would be flooded by your tears."
"Oh."
Erina pushes her face onto her mother, and continues tearing up.
"I was such a bad person to him, wasn't I?" Mana continues to caress Erina's hair.
"There's still hope."
Erina pulls away from her mother and looks her in the eye.
"Hope? For-"
"Your father was on a business trip in Hokkaido today. Does that place ring a bell?" Erina nods.
"Yeah, it was where the rebels had faced their father's group."
"Go on…"
"And we won…"
"Thanks to?"
"Well, thanks to the 7 other rebels who-"
"Especially?"
"Especially? What does she mean especially? Like, the most important rebel one in the group? Well, that would be me cause I was in the final who defeated Eishi-senpai and Kobayashi-senpai… But, so was he, and he also won the most challenges… so he achieved …the most
"Yukihira Soma."
"And the rebel win allowed you to be free from your father. In essence, Yukihira-"
"Saved me. Yukihira Soma saved me from… a dark future. I think I understand your point now… but how does that-"
"Do you really understand, Erina?"
...
"I… Don't. I apologize mother, continue."
Mana squeezes her daughter's cheeks playfully.
"You're so stubborn, you know that? You're just like me, but even darker, like how is that even possible. Gosh, what did father do you do while I was gone-"
"Awaw modah, stawp, it hwurts-"
"And not only that, but you also have so nice eyebrows, and then there's me! My eyebrows made like a Burn'T Chicken!"
"AW MODAH, PWEASE STAWP PWAYING WIT MAH FWACE, IT HWART"
"Oh." Mana massages Erina's face. "I'm sorry."
Erina pouts at her mother.
"The point is… Yukihira Soma saved you with his cooking. Would you say… It's possible to get him back… with your own cooking?" Erina turns her head to the side.
"My cooking? How… So?"
"As you did to me… And as he did to you… Make a dish that shows him your true feelings toward him."
A dish… That shows my true feelings?
"Win him back with your cooking, Erina..."
I want to...
"But mother, I have so many responsibilities. I still am the director of Totsuki, and I have so much tasting appointments-"
"Let me and father help you with that."
Erina scratches her head.
"Mother… What are you implying-"
"Erina, you're only 16. You shouldn't be the director of a school. You should be a student. You shouldn't be going to hours of taste testing appointments everyday. You should be hanging out with your friends and making memories"
"But… Mother, I'm a Nakiri-"
"Does that mean you can't live a normal and happy life?"
Erina widens her eyes.
"No… It doesn't mean that…"
…
"Erina." Mana places Erina's head onto her shoulder.
"Trust mother on this."
Erina places her head farther into the nook oh her mother's neck
"Okay."
"Give up your position of director to me and father. Your parents will work together on doing the work that you should not be doing."
"Okay, mother. But… What about me?"
"Become a student again at Totsuki again. Make your way back into the elite 10, and make it to the second seat. Then, once Yukihira Soma arrives, challenge him to a shokugeki for his first seat, and… in this shokugeki, Put in your everything for the dish you will be making. Show him how much you missed him, how much you truly loved him, and show him how sorry you are for everything. The dish itself will show all this if you pour your heart and soul onto this dish."
There… is hope. That me, and Yukihira Soma, can be back together
Erina smiles. "Thank you mother. For everything."
"It's the least I can do for leaving you for all these years… And…"
With Yukihira Soma and Nakiri Erina cooking for me everyday, I can die a mother fucking happy ass woman.
"I just wanted you to know me and my father really loves you."
"Oh, Father.." Erina questions.
"There was… Quite a controversy last time he was the director. Will everything really be okay this time?"
"Yeah, I'll make sure of it." Mana says so seductively.
"Um… Mother-"
"Don't worry about a part 2 of central. Men are very simple beings… :)
Meanwhile, back in the Nakiri's bathroom
"Any day now Mana… :("
Zzz
"Get ready for Tomorrow. 8am in the morning, sharp, I'm picking you up and driving you to Shino's. Got that?" Shinomiya grabs his coat from the hanger.
"Yessir!" Yukihira salutes his senpai as he is on the couch with Aika watching anime.
"Gosh, Eren Jaeger's titan form never ceases to amaze me." Yukihira chuckles.
"Is this what you youth are into nowadays" Aika covers her eyes.
*cough* *cough* "We'll figure out your living arrangements tomorrow. As for tonight, sleep in my bed." Shinomiya carries a sleeping Hinako Inui out of the door.
She really passed out from all that drinking…
"I'll be driving Hinako home, and accompanying her hangover…"
"Yeah Yeah, 'accompanying,' whatever you youth call it nowadays"' Aika waves her son goodbye.
"Wait what-"
"Don't forget to use protection son."
"MOM, IT'S NOT LIKE THAT-"
"EREN JAEGER JUST SMACKED THAT TITAN LIKE IT WAS NOTHIN''"
Shinomiya facepalms.
"I'm out."
Zzz
"What a day." Yukihira sighs as he lays onto the bed.
"What a day." Erina says to herself as she looks at the photo of her and Yukihira taken after the defeat of Central's Regime.
"I may be able to actually move on from her now that I am working as a chef tomorrow." Yukihira remarks to himself.
"I may be able to bring Yukihira back to the old times now that I'll be returning as a student tomorrow." Erina smiles happily.
"Either way…" The redhead and Blonde both say, despite being hundreds of miles away from each other.
"From here on out,"
"It'll only get better."
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