Updated Metamorphosis, figured I should update this one too? Have fun~

"That brings us to, 300 POINTS! Ladies and Gentlemen, Teiko Junior High School has received a perfect score of 300 points. This team is led by third-year Chef Sato Hozumi!" Mahoko took back everything she ever said about Hozumi's shoujo-protagonist bull crap aura. No, seriously, she was renouncing everything she has ever said about Hozumi's shoujo-protagonist crap that should really never be used on human beings as it is a form of cruel and unusual punishment. For today.

There are serious moments when that kind of gratefulness comes about and today is one of them. They beat HIGH SCHOOLERS with only five people. She looked to the shocked faces of the sempai-tachi who were openly flirting and looking down at them for being middle schoolers. "Hozumi, why is everyone so shocked at your name?"

"Besides the fact that jii-chan is on the board of directors of Meiji Holdings and that otou-san only allows chefs trained with him to work at five-star hotels and owns four 3 star Michelin restaurants?"

"Shoujo-protagonist aura tiny chef say what now? Your grandfather is on the what now and your father does what? I've met your family, been best friends with you since our first year; why am I learning about this now?"

Hozumi blinked at her best friend a couple of times. "I thought you knew that?"

"Woman, I couldn't even cook rice with a rice cooker without screwing something up before I meet you! You mean to tell me that that weirdo is a 3 star Michelin chef! The one that pouts if you don't make him a cute character bento that he can show off to his coworkers. That one?"

"Four times over, and you ate at all those restaurants too." Mahoko froze, trying to remember the time that she ate out with her best friend (honestly too many times to remember specifically which one) with that weirdo (yes that deserved emphasis). "Granted you haven't meet ojii-san yet, but all of otou-san's awards are on display at home."

Mahoko turned to the other three members of their team, who did not look as shocked as she was over this information. The three boys froze, feeling the outspoken demon on their team stare at them. "You three knew all of this and didn't think to tell me?!"

"Honestly? We kind of thought you knew and just treated Chef like a normal person?"

She was just so fucking done with this. She was gonna go back to her happy place and deal with this tomorrow. They just beat high schoolers… They just beat high schools they were going to be going to school within like six months. "Hozumi."

"Hmm~"

"What kind of training did you make us go through that we beat freaking high schoolers we're going to be cooking within six months?"

"Huh, good question."

Scary. Hozumi was scary.

"We lost… to a middle schooler?" Tanikawa looked like the world had ended. A mere girl, a year younger than him, with a team of five other students (who were also a year younger than him), had beat their team of eight with a perfect score. "Bocus d'Or representative or not, we lost to... to that!"

That was Sato Hozumi who was talking to the judges with rainbows and bunnies hopping around her. There was an interview going on that he didn't bother to pay any attention to because he was trying to get over his head that a tiny, girly middle schooler led a five-man brigade de cuisine and beat them. Granted their food looked really, really good. "What do you expect? Sato Hozumi was born into the culinary world with a father like Sato Kazuhiro and a grandfather like Sato Nobuyuki."

"Those… those are names I should know, aren't they?" Miyamoto Yukitaka smacked the first year across the back of his head. "Ow, chef!"

"Sato Nobuyuki, who is her paternal grandfather, help start Meiji Holdings and is still on the board of directors. He's a titan in the culinary world." Oh wow, with a legacy like that to live up to, Tanikawa sort of understood why Sato Hozumi's name would make waves in the culinary cooking tournaments. "Sato Kazuhiro, who is her father, is a god. To be trained under him means immediate placement into a five-star hotel's restaurant. Rumor has it, if he likes you enough, you can work at one of his four restaurants that gave 3 Michelin stars."

"Ri-ight...Hey chef?"

"What now?"

"What's a Michelin star?" Tanikawa wanted to know why all of the sempai-tachi had groaned at him. "Wouldn't, like, five stars be better than 3?"

"Listen you-"

"Chef Miyamoto?" A sweet voice of poison (at least in Tanikawa's opinion) called out. The entire team of high school culinary artists (in their minds at least) turned to the voice of Sato Hozumi with her butterflies and bunnies aura that captured their attention the first time. "It was an honor to compete against you. I look forward to your culinary adventures."

"And to you Chef Sato. Good luck in the Youth Division."

"Merely just a candidate, for now, Chef Miyamoto."

Candidate my ass, thought the high schoolers collectively. "A single middle school girl leading a team of five through a fourteen-course culinary competition who receives full points and no criticism from the judges? There is a thing as being too humble, Chef Sato."

"I would not have received full points if it were not for the efforts of my brigade behind me, Chef Miyamoto."

Tanikawa's head was going back and forth between the two chefs, it was like a tennis match. Was the winner the one who walks away with the last words? Why must everything be so confusing?

"Support of a brigade shows good teamwork, you yourself crafted the menu and trained your brigade. Take the compliment, Chef Sato."

"HOZUMI! GET YOUR SKINNY BUTT OVER HERE! THE STUPID DEMON IS HERE AND WANTS TO TALK TO YOU!"

Tanikawa watched the young blonde giggle, "It seems I am being called away, Chief Miyamoto. But I will say this, keep impressing me like you have today and I'll make sure to see your name on tou-san's list of interns in the future, Chef Miyamoto."

Did the little middle school girl skip back to her brigade? Like, actually skip? Tanikawa turned back to his sempai who was jaw slacked. "Chef? Does that mean she won the power play between you two?"

Having received no response, Tanikawa studied the little girl. He learned many new things today, the top thing is that that middle school brat was dangerous.