Rei went over to the Brunette and introduced herself. The other girl did likewise. "I'm Makoto Kino, but the people who know me call me Mako. Hey, aren't you that girl from the temple? The one who has all those visions?"

Rei replied sheepishly "You see, I try not to talk about that. I think my "gift" is something that isn't helping me make friends."

But Mako was understanding "That's okay. I have some trouble connecting with people. I try to use what I learn at these classes to help people in trouble. You know, like a sort of guardian angel. But every time I try to help someone, I'm always the one who gets off worse. Recently, I got kicked out of school for eating up a group of bullies."

Rei was sympathetic "Have you tried talking about it with your parents?" But the other girl's sudden solemn expression told her all she needed to know. "Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you. My mum died when I was little. I know how you feel."

With that, Mako warmed up a bit. "I guess we have a lot more in common then I thought. You're the third person in this class to have a dead parent. The first overall is Chiba over there." She pointed to a high school senior, male with black hair. Rei thought he'd be a looker if he did it have the scratches that covered half his face. Then Mako had an idea. "Hey, I've got a catering seminar tomorrow and I'm allowed to bring a plus one. Do you want to come?"

Rei thought about it for a moment, and then replied; "Well I do fancy myself as a bit of a cook. And I've got a fairly light schedule tomorrow. So what the heck, it's a date."

The room where the seminar was taking place was different to Rei's expectations. And not in a good way. The room was a very small room, with only about 20 people in attendance. Even more surprisingly, there were only 10 cookers, as if they expected such a low turnout. And then the instructor, a large dumpy woman, came in. Both Rei and Mako were instantly suspicious of her.

"Alright, class. Today, we will be making a traditional dish from the motherland, known as Strudel. Please preheat your work stations to 120 degrees.", said the woman, almost monotone.

The students all complied, except for Rei and Mako, who were still suspicious. And sure enough, everyone soon collapsed, their energy sucked out of them. Then, the instructor laughed, her body twisting and reshaping into a Youma with purple, mottled skin.