"Thank you for the meal!" The room chorused joyfully as dinner was served to eat, beef teriyaki and negimaki. The food's scent reached noses of many causing a small stir from their tummies, The meal should help them recharge after the long school day. Mitsuri had just finished making a large batch of Sakura Mochi for dessert, much to everyone's delight. Her efforts were, of course praised and her eager energy pulling most of the inhabitants presently in the common area.

"Woah! you guys went all out. what's the occasion?" Kirishima asked eagerly as he reached out for his chopsticks.

"I dont know what's happening, but i'm not complaining. This is food heaven at the moment!" Kaminari grinned reaching out for a mochi, only to be gently scolded by Momo.

"Kaminari, you'll ruin your appetite. Kanroji-san prepared that for dessert later."

The blonde pouted, reluctantly pulling his hand away. "Alright, alright, but after this, I'm going straight for the mochi."

"Hashibira-kun, Its not time for dessert yet!" Iida scolded, clearly disappointed at the boy who ignored him and charged toward the counter.

"Shut up glasses!" Inosuke yelled only to get tackled down by Tanjirou and Zenitsu.

"Inosuke wait please! You'll only spoil your appetite. You have to wait like everyone else." Tanjirou said, grabbing his right arm and leg as Zenitsu restrained his opposite limbs.

"What do you think Shinobu-san will say?" Zenitsu added, as Inosuke thrashed under them like a wild animal, causing Muichiro to shift uncomfortably.

Shinobu entered the room with her usual calm smile. "Inosuke," she said gently, patting him on the head, "I think you should listen to everyone. After dinner, you can have dessert."

Fuzzy...

He blinked at the insect pillar and slowly nodded with a slight huff much to her satisfaction. With that, Everyone settled with their meals. Tanjirou scratched his cheek with a nervous smile sensing the atmosphere, the greenette seated on his left could see this as well. To put it frankly, Everyone could. Inosuke previously unbothered raises his head, his mouth stained with food crumbs and frowns "What the hell is wrong with all of you? You're too quiet. It's unsettling." He resumes focusing his attention back to his meal.

As blunt as ever...Zenitsu thought.

Mina eager to make new friends scoots closer to Mitsuri with a positive smile. Mitsuri exhibiting the same radiance welcomed her as they talked about different things.

"Oh, my hair was originally black before turning pink." Mitsuri mentioned touching her large braids.

"Ah so you dyed your hair. That reminds me of someone." Mina grinned slyly as Kirishima silently wheezed.

The love hashira tilted her head in confusion as dots appeared in her eyes before tilting it back normally and shaking her head "eh.. No, I didn't dye it. I ate a lot of Sakura mochi."

"Eh! That's not possible."

Uraraka and a few others overhearing chime in now attentive "wait, you mean that eating mochi changed your hair color? That sounds unbelievable." Especially considering that they don't have quirks.

We thought so too...Genya and Muichiro thought at the same time.

"Oh how did this happen? Was it something that occured after a long time?" Momo inquired.

"I ate 170 mochi a day for eight months." Mitsuri admitted with a sheepish laugh, and slightly flushed face.

"Woah!"

"That's insane!"

"That actually... sorta makes sense." Kaminari shrugged.

"You are actually going with it."

"That's impressive." Momo speaks in awe. Being able to eat that much without adding any form of weight and still maintaining that body...Was it a training regimen? She pondered internally hoping it would work for when she implements it with her quirk. The conversation began to flow naturally amongst them and others as Mitsuri began explaining why and how this was possible. Mitsuri along with Shinobu after both finished their meals walked up to the elevator to head to their room before coming back for dessert.

"Gah! My food_its gone!" Kaminari cried out catching the attention of others. His bowl of beef teriyaki had supposedly been snatched clean off his plate with no traces whatsoever. Engrossed in the conversation like the others, he had been listening to Mitsuri, his mind drifted far off from his food at the moment leaving his food vulnerable to be snagged.

The others exchange slightly apprehensive looks. "Are you sure you aren't the one who finished the meal ?" Shoji raises a brow.

"Yeah like whatever happens anytime Inosuke finishes his meal and he starts claiming it was gone, before he could come for others and realizes he finished his then asks for seconds." Jirou added shooting a glance at Inosuke before focusing back on Kaminari.

"Honest! It was right here!." Kaminari protested.

"Calm down Kaminari, if you're still hungry, I can serve seconds." Sato offered to relieve the situation causing the blonde to brighten up.

"Thanks Sato." He grinned at the second serving in front of him as he begins to eat. "Alright, I'm not taking my eyes off this one." The room goes back to the normal friendly chatter and clanking of plates and utensils. A short period of peace at the moment. Till a shriek sharply cut off the relaxed mood.

"My beef!"

"What now ?!" Bakugo barked clearly annoyed by the second interruption. Zenitsu sniffed as he points to his now empty dish. "It was right here and now it's s gone."

"You probably just ate it," Inosuke muttered through a mouthful of food.

"I did not! Its missing!" Zenitsu insisted.

Bakugo rolled his eyes muttering something under his breaths within the lines of them being idiots.

"Again?" Tanjirou asked, concerned.

"Monittsu is lying." Inosuke added chewing obnoxiously.

"Shut up! I'm telling the truth. It was just right here." Zenitsu shrieked, his frustration rising "it's because you still have yours, you aren't acting like a wild animal."

"Well duh."

"You took it didn't you?" Zenitsu snapped.

"Huh?"

"I said you took my beef. Dont deny it_ I saw you drooling over it earlier."

"I didn't do it you crybaby!" He shot back, swatting the blonde's hand away turning back to his meal, an empty dish left. His own eyes slowly dilated. "Oi...Monittsu, where'smyfood?"

"Don't look at me." Zenitsu huffed, still sulking over the disappearance of his own meal. Inosuke, of course, immediately pointed fingers only irritating him further. Before the argument could escalate, Sato stepped in saying he will give the two a second serving.

Sato handed the two their respective second servings and added, "Well that's all the food guys. Hopefully no complaints after this." . Scratching his head, confusion written all over his face "But seriously... if no one's playing a prank, who's stealing the beef?"

The room fell into a brief, tense silence broken only by the clinking and scraping utensils. Everyone on the edge, unsure of the culprit .The atmosphere was odd, though Muichiro regarded as something not to fuss over.

"Seems like we have someone snagging beef in our midst." Tokoyami remarked, with a deadpan look with a low and serious tone causing a slight chuckle from Sero.

"You're right," Sero added. "Whoever's doing it should just confess before anyone else loses their dinner." He glanced sideways at Kaminari, who was still guarding his meal as if it were gold. Bakugo nearly finishing his meal grumbles muttering incoherent words, increasing his pace.

"I swear if I hear one more complaint I'm gonna_"

Unfortunately, Mina and Todoroki had the worst timing.

"It's gone... like the others," Todoroki said, monotonous as ever, though his blinking showed a hint of confusion.

Mina, staring down at her empty plate, let out an exasperated sigh. "Even the bowl's clean—there's not even a scrap left!"

"What did I just say?!" Bakugo grumbled at the two clenching his fist in frustration.

Iida reacts immediately pushing his glasses to the bridge of his nose. He begins seriously maintaining eye contact with the others. "This is a matter than must be dealt with at once! Someone or something is stealing everyone's food. The fact that it is happening right under our noses. It is absolutely absurd!" His lecturing voice and called for absolute attention, Others listening intently... well Mucihiro was half listening as he stared of into space.

"This is a waste of time. Just grab something else to compensate." Inosuke grumbled snagging from Genya's bowl. The Mohawk teen's eye narrowed at the boy. "You got seconds already." His words however fell into deaf ear as the boar head continued eating with a wide grin.

"Watch me get thirds!" He taunted clearly enjoying himself.

"He's just trying to rile you up," Genya sighed muttering to himself shutting his eyelids, rubbing his temple as if trying to stave off a headache.

"Inosuke you can't do that!" Tanjirou scolded, his own voice rising in exasperation.

"Watch me Gonpanchiro!"

"Here we go again." Ojiro internally winced watching as Inosuke lunged forward from the couch tackling the poor blonde, Zenitsu over his meal.

"Gimme that!"

"Guys help!!" Zenitsu panicked cries filled the room and chaos erupted as some of the boys rushed in to pry Inosuke off him. In the fray, Inosuke desperately struggled landing a mean headbutt to the nearest person_ Mineta, whom yelped in agony.

"Why me?!"

Kaminari and Sero exchange mischievous grins.

"Beef war!" Kaminari declared, clearly enjoying the madness.

"Hold on a minute!" Iida protested, trying to regain control. But his pleas fell on deaf ears.

The room descended into utter chaos, a frenzy of teens fighting to steal each other's food. Inosuke, as the instigator, pounced on Genya, who had only just realized what was happening. Iida frantically chopped the air with his arms, yelling about order, but no one paid attention.

"What a mad banquet of darkness." Tokoyami muttered grimly as he skillfully and silently dodged the chaos. He watched perplexed, as somehow Mineta flung across the room trying to catch a...floating beef? Tokoyami's eyes narrowed.Is this Uraraka's doing?He mused, dodging another plate as it flew past.

Meanwhile, Muichiro, completely unbothered by the chaos, shifted slightly to trip Kaminari as he ran by. The Mist Hashira's calm expression didn't change, but he shot a brief irritated look at the crowd that approached too close to him. Then, as if nothing had happened, he went back to eating, occasionally cheering on those who managed to hold their ground and keep others away from his corner.

"Wait Guys! Let's sort this out_!" Midoriya called out, hoping to intervene, but his plea was cut short.

"Quit yapping, Deku! Just enjoy the chaos," Bakugo sneered, waving him off. He reached for his bowl, only to realize most of his meal was gone. His eyes flicked to Sero and Kanao, who were grinning, clearly enjoying the spoils of their mischief.

"Tape arms! You and side-ponytail aredead,ya hear?" Bakugo roared, but the two exchanged amused glances, unfazed by his threats. Bakugo, however, wasn't one to let things go. His pupils seemed to shrink in fury as he scanned the room, locking onto Mina and Kirishima, who were playfully bickering over who snagged the last bit of his meal.

Without hesitation, Bakugo bolted forward, propelling himself off the ground with explosive speed.

"Oh no, it's Bakugo—IT'S BAKUGO!" Mina and Kirishima yelped, abandoning their conversation as they sprinted away, bolting past the still-blinking Todoroki.

"Huh?" Todoroki blinked, holding a piece of beef aloft.

"Icy-hot! Don't you dare!" Bakugo bellowed.

"What?" Todoroki asked, confused, as he calmly placed the beef into his mouth.

"Todoroki!" Midoriya facepalmed, watching as Bakugo yanked Todoroki by the collar, shaking him and raising his hand for a small, controlled explosion.

"Well... there goes our peaceful dinner," Midoriya muttered under his breath. He glanced around the room, the chaos escalating as more food fights broke out. Sighing, he resigned himself to the inevitable. "Might as well join in."

With a small smile creeping onto his face, Midoriya grabbed a nearby bowl and joined the fray, ducking and weaving through the chaos. If you can't beat 'em, might as well have some fun, right?

Meanwhile, outside the room, Tomioka turned sharply toward the door. His meditation interrupted, he frowned.

"Bomb?" he murmured, hearing the commotion below.

"Hmm... probably just some teen talk," Uzui replied lazily, waving a hand in dismissal. He lay on his side, as if reading Tomioka's mind, not bothered enough to investigate further.

Sanemi, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed, snorted.

"Teen talk? Sounds more like a warzone down there." He uncrossed his arms, an eyebrow raised as the clattering of dishes and muffled shouts grew louder. "Someone's probably blowing something up. Or someone."

Iguro muttered from his spot near the window, his face half-hidden behind his face bandages. He stared dispassionately at the door of their room as the noises grew louder. "Should we check it out? Not that I care, but it sounds like they might destroy the place."

Uzui chuckled, propping himself up on his elbow. "If they do, I'll just say we weren't here. No need to get involved in every little thing."

Tomioka, however, remained silent, still looking uneasy. He sighed and closed his eyes again, clearly debating whether to act or continue ignoring the chaos. The sounds of what could only be described as a "food war" continued to echo through the walls, with more yelling, banging, and what sounded suspiciously like Kaminari screaming for help.

Back in the common area, the chaos continued to unfold in full force. Inosuke was wrestling with Zenitsu over the last beef of his plate. Meanwhile, Genya, who had been in his own world just moments ago, blinked in disbelief at the madness unfolding around him. His face shifted from mild confusion to frustration as he looked down at his empty bowl.

"That's it. I'm done," Genya muttered, standing up abruptly and pushing his chair back with a loud scrape.

Tanjirou, tried his best to reason with everyone, but his voice was drowned out by the escalating madness.

"Guys, please! We can just share the food—there's no need for this to turn into a battle!" Tanjirou pleaded, narrowly dodging a flying plate.

"Quiet, Gonpachiro!" Inosuke shouted as he tackled Zenitsu, ignoring the chaos around him. "The strong take what they want!"

"Help me! He's gone crazy!" Zenitsu shrieked, kicking his legs wildly to escape Inosuke's grip. His eyes darted around, looking for an escape, but there was none.

At that moment, Nezuko, who had been quietly observing the chaos from the couch next to her brother, stood up from her seat. Her large, concerned eyes scanned the room before landing on her brother. Without a word, she picked up a nearby cushion and tossed it at Inosuke, hitting him square in the face.

Startled, Inosuke momentarily loosened his hold on Zenitsu. "Who dares?!" he growled, turning to face the unexpected attacker. But when he saw Nezuko, his anger faltered.

"I_Inosuke. Stop it." Nezuko mustered to say.

"Hey! Can we not act like animals for once?!"

Jirou voiced plugging her ear jacks to her speakers (Thank Momo for that) to amplify her soundwaves, her words echoed loudly through the room, causing everyone to pause for a brief second—just long enough for Zenitsu to slip out of Inosuke's grasp and scurry behind a chair, gasping for breath.

"Thank you, Jirou!" Zenitsu croaked, with a sigh.

"You guys do know we could just cook more, right." Tsu added bluntly resisting the urge to roll her eyes. Momo next to her nodded and head to the kitchen along with Shoji and Koda who offered to assist.

"As class representative, I must back up Asui's suggestion. This chaos is entirely avoidable if we utilize our resources effectively. Allowing this meal to devolve into a food fight is counterproductive!" Iida spoke scanning the room.

As soon as the three disappeared into the kitchen, Jirou crossed her arms, glaring at the room. "Seriously, what is wrong with you guys? It's just food!"

"JUST food?!" Inosuke retorted, finally turning his attention away from Nezuko. "It's not just food—it's survival! I'm the king of the mountain, and no one can take that title from me!"

"Yeah, well, that doesn't give you the right to tackle people like a wild boar!" Jirou snapped back, clearly fed up with the insanity.

Nezuko, meanwhile, grabbed another cushion and playfully tossed it at Zenitsu, who was still trying to hide. He yelped, thinking Inosuke had come for him again, only to realize it was Nezuko trying to lighten the mood. Despite the continued madness, Tanjirou felt a small spark of hope. Between Nezuko's efforts to diffuse the situation and Momo's plan to cook more food, there was at least a chance things might settle down.

"Maybe... just maybe we'll get through this," Tanjirou said, hopeful as he saw some of the others begin to calm down—until another plate flew past his head.

"Or not..."

Taisho secret

* Shinobu and Mitsuri came back to the common area, questioning the arrival of their homeroom teacher and his students whom he was scolding while they cleaned up the room.

*Muichiro had denied with every fiber of his being that he wasnt aware of the situation.

* Uzui sent his muscle mice to snag the beef from the teens in the common area, safe to say, the plan was successful.