Lunchtime was usually a bit of a mess. Tsukune figured it was because for so many students at Yokai it was the closest they got to hunting their own food. Yeah, killer instincts always ran a little high at that time of day. The human boy was glad to get his food and head outside as soon as possible. Everyone except Moka dug into their meals of choice.
The vampire patiently waited while sipping tomato juice. She was strictly on a Tsukune only diet once he finished his own food. She noticed on this particular day he was eating his favorite curry. That was when she decided she needed to learn how to make the best curry he would ever taste.
However, the pink-haired beauty was not alone in her wish. Kurumu was thinking something very similar. The difference was she was spending her thoughts on how best to serve him curry using her naked body as a plate.
Yukari was wondering how hard it would be to conjure him curry. That way he could have as much as he wanted. The necessary formula would take some study to get just right.
Mizore was a little sad watching her lover eat his favorite dish. Curry was far too spicy for her to make without a lot of pain. She began to ponder what she might do to make him a special version that only a snow woman could create.
Suddenly, Kokoa happened by and spotted the group. "Aono-senpai do you really like that stuff? Curry is the worst, you should eating something better. What you eat affects how your blood tastes after all."
While the first-year girl loudly expressed her hatred of curry the cooking teacher overheard. The blonde woman bristled with rage. As she heard the redhead insult the greatest culinary masterpiece ever created. She marched over to the child that dared such a thing and grabbed her by the shirt collar. "Don't listen to this little upstart Mister Aono curry is life. Tomorrow in cooking class we shall make curry and you shall be the judge, Mister Aono." Without further discussion, Kokoa was dragged away to be disciplined the teacher claimed.
"Let go of me you bimbo. I swear if I wasn't worried about damaging my only clean uniform you would be in for it." No words were said in response.
When they reached the empty cooking room the teacher pulled out something. Kokoa screamed in terror then was silent. No one came to investigate and the young vampire missed the rest of her classes for that day.
After the teacher left all of Tsukune's admirers found they each had something important to do. The boy found himself alone so quickly that he was confused. Eventually, he shrugged his shoulders finished his food assuming he would see them in the afternoon classes later. When he got to the next period his theory proved correct. Unfortunately, Mizore seemed to be the only one missing.
Morning, the next day...
After the usual antics that happened every morning, Tsukune noticed Mizore was still absent. "Girls have any of you seen Mizore since yesterday?"
Moka,Yukari and Kurumu shook their heads no. The witch and succubus showed concern but had nothing to say about it. They even avoided arguing like normal. However, all of them noticed the number of students walking to class was very low today. An unexplained feeling of dread began to settle over the group. When they got to the school the lack of loud conversations only deepened the worry. Even the halls had almost no one standing around. After they all reached homeroom Miss Nekonome seemed her usual self and the rest of the class minus Mizore was present.
Cooking class came at its normal time without incident. The girls were all excited to show the one they loved how good their curry could be. Once the teacher entered she threw a bowl of curry at each student with surprising skill and speed, not a drop was lost. The students all clapped at the impressive display.
She twirled and smiled at the adoration. "Thank you, before we start I want each of you to sample my special curry of life." Seeing no real problem with it her class did as they were told. Then the other shoe finally dropped as the teenagers' skin turned dull yellow. They all found themselves filled with an overwhelming desire to eat only curry forever. The teacher laughed with maniacal glee as she captured the school with food. "Yes, that's right children curry is life!"
Mizore was breathing heavily as she charged thru a throng of yellow-skinned zombies. She had been practicing making her special curry since yesterday. Only Tsukune would be allowed the first taste. The snow woman figured sometimes being late was a good thing. What on earth happen she wondered? In the end, it was of little consequence her lover must have what she made for him.
After what seemed like hours she found Tsukune on the roof. His lips were chapped from eating so much spicy food. Her competitors had been enthralled by the power of curry as well. Mizore knew she had arrived with the perfect cure for them all. She handed a plate of ice crystals with her curry to the boy she loved. He reached for it with mindless zeal at the smell.
The teacher saw this from her perch on the roof's water tower. "No Mister Aono don't touch that abomination of the true spice of life!" She began throwing plates of curry like weapons. The snow woman dodged and distracted the Indian water imp by sending ice her way as return fire.
While this was going on the guy had a bite of Mizore's curry. Tsukune snapped out of his stupor as the amazing dish caressed his tongue with delight. He needed to stop the teacher, but he left Kyuu's mask in the classroom. "Your curry is amazing Mizore you've saved us all!" As his praise added to the teacher's fury she lost concentration just long enough for Moka's rosary to be removed.
The silver-haired vampire was not amused at the blonde woman's slavery plan. She leaped high in the air landed a devastating kick on the older person. "Curry is not for everyone, know your place!" As Moka landed the victims started snapping out of their stupor.