( i changed the transfer test from the original one in shokugeki no soma so here lol ill tell you guys if i abandon this fanfic piece )

( and i'm also just going off of memory from the transfer exam so pls dont bully me [sob] )

* AT TOTSUKI ACADEMY HALL *

Soma walked in with his hands in his pockets , glancing at everyone else in the hall , plenty of people were bragging about how successful their parents' businesses' were doing , not necessarily how well they do in the kitchen . This honestly , seemed pathetic to him .

If Soma was being honest , he didn't really need to attend Totsuki . He was just plain curious - nothing more , nothing less . He already owned a high - end restaurant , he knows many - actually a bit too many techniques from so many countries . Basically worldwide , he knew techniques from Italy , France , China , too many to count honestly . It wasn't arrogance in his mind though , it was pure confidence , and in all honesty , his father knew he had the right to be that confident , Joichiro knew he was going to be the best in his grade .

As Erina sauntered into the hall , with Hisako right behind her , silently admiring The God Tongue , the soon - to - be - students in front of her were staring at the pair , mouths gaping at the sight of The God Tongue .

Nakiri glared at the mere humans that stood in front of her , as if poking knives through their souls .

She then glanced behind her , picking up an egg and then simply stating:

" I want you to make a dish with egg as the main ingredient . If you manage to please my palate , you will pass . I graciously give you one minute to rescind your transfer . "

99.9% of the middle schoolers started panicking and started sprinting out of the hall , not wanting to be failed by The God Tongue herself or scolded by her . Well - to be fair - pretty much any student would be terrified to cook a dish for her to taste .

" None of these incompetent goons could even enter this school , just as I expected . " exclaimed Erina .
Hisako followed up with a nod and then-

" So , can I start now ? " Soma asked .

Both girl's necks' twisted to look at the red - head , inspecting him and his clothes , as if saying:

" You look like you have poor judgement and horrible cooking , diner brat . "

- But of course , they didn't say that , instead they chose to be passive aggressive .

" Ok , you have 30 minutes . Start cooking . " usually students had an hour or more to complete their dish , but any student even worth of joining Totsuki can of course make a dish in half an hour . So she wasn't being rather fair nor unfair , but she also just wanted to get this over with , not expecting any true talent at all .

" Alright . "

He snatched the white cloth off of his wrist and tied it smoothly onto his forehead - and then continuted

If Arato and Erina had to describe his cooking - a perfect word would be enchanting or seducing .

Wait - what were they thinking ? He ' s just some diner brat from a commoner ' s diner , he ' s not special .

Even if he wasn't trying to perform at his peak - he still managed to complete his scentless dish in 20 minutes , if he wanted to , he could complete his dish in under 10 minutes - but - they didn't need to know that .

" Yukihira - Style curry omelet ! "

" Oagari yo ! "

" Why are there 3 plates ? " Erina suspiciously asked .

" Well one for you - of course - one for Hisako Arato - you secretary , and one for Senzaemon - san - your grandpa - standing by the door frame . " explained Yukihira .

Hisako slightly blushed at the recognition , looking down to hide her minor blush .

" HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA ! " Senzaemon boomed in laughter .

" And here I was , thinking I hid well . " he let out another chuckle .

" You did , these 2 didn't seem to notice you . "

Erina deflected the topic -

" L - let's just judge this dish ! "

" Go ahead . "

Erina stared at the plate , noticing what seemed to be a boiled egg - but it was covered in breading ?
She curiously used her spoon to cut the breaded egg from the middle to the outer part .

Suddenly a tempting aroma came out of Erina ' s dish and she swears that she sees Hisako ' s eyes roll to the back of her head when she put Yukihira ' s dish into her mouth .

Wh - How did - Just how good is this dish for Hisako to - . . . . .

Erina ' s reactions to dishes almost never consisted of making noises - she thought they were unnecessary and unprofessional . But she seemed to forget about what she - herself said , and let out a pleasure toned moan that lasted for 30 seconds .

Hisako and Erina looked back at Senzaemon - san , to see him blushing , grinning and d - Wait is he naked ?

Erina - very clearly embarrassed , stood up , clenching her fist while visibly trembling -

" M - my apologies for judging you with prejudice , your cooking was spectacular . "

( I'm too lazy to write the rest of the details so here : )

And with that , Soma headed home , not surprised a day later when he got sent 2 pieces of paper - one of them stamped with green ink reading ' PASS ' .