Waifu Wars: A Food Wars Fanfic

Ch. 102 A Night to Remember (Part Two)

            The Saturday morning downpour had petered out, settling into a drizzle by the time the gang climbed the steps to Rindo's apartment. It was the first time Torrey had been back to the complex since moving out, and he instinctively looked towards his old building.

I wonder if anyone's moved in yet, he thinks. The lavish 'home' had everything a chef could dream of, but it never really felt like home.

Torrey knocks on Rindo's door, and hears rustling on the other side. It opens quickly.

"Kohai! So nice of you to...drop...by," says the former 2nd seat, unable to hide her disappointment upon seeing the rest of the group. "You should have told me you were bringing guests. Well, c'mon in."

"Thanks for having us, Senpai," says Soma, possibly sensing her reluctance.

"It's no biggie. I was hoping for some alone time with Kohai, but I guess I owe you guys for last night anyway. That party was a blast!"

"Speaking of that...when exactly did you show up? We're having a tough time filling in some gaps," says Ryoko, making a mental note of the alone time comment.

"No doubt, no doubt. I'm honestly amazed you guys are even walkin' right now! You first years sure know how to live it up. Oh, let me grab you some towels," says Rindo, disappearing into the bathroom. "And don't sit on anything!"

A minute later, Rindo returns with four large towels. Three of them are folded nicely, and obviously clean. The fourth towel rests over her left shoulder, slightly wrinkled. When she goes to pass them out, she hands Torrey the wrinkled towel with zero hesitation.

"Umm...Rindo-Senpai? I appreciate the hospitality...but what's up with this towel? Seems kinda different than the other ones," says Torrey, eyeing it suspiciously.

"Well that one's mine, of course! Should be clean enough. What? Don't tell me that grosses you out...now I'm sad," says Rindo pouting. This is a rare occurrence, and Torrey is unprepared.

"N-no! Nothing like that! It's perfect," says Torrey, drying himself off quickly. If only he saw how quickly Rindo turned her frown around.

"Wait! That's so inappropriate!" says Ryoko.

"Whaddya mean? I'd be a terrible host if I let one of my guests catch a cold. It's lucky that I even had this many towels," says Rindo.

"I suppose...if there's no other choice," Ryoko mumbles.

I can't believe her! thinks Ryoko. Sharing a towel like that...she obviously had to be naked the last time she used it. And now Torrey's rubbing it all over himself! That's even worse than an indirect kiss. It's practically indirect sex!

Everyone else proceeds to dry themselves off, before sitting down in the living room area. Soma and Ibusaki take the leather recliners, leaving the couch for Ryoko, Torrey, and Rindo.

"So you need help rememberin' some stuff, right? Let's see...I think it was about 11:00pm when you called, Kohai," says Rindo.

The couch was easily wide enough to sit four people, but that didn't stop Rindo from sitting shoulder to shoulder with Torrey. Noticing this, Ryoko scoots closer to him as well.

"11?! Guess I tapped out pretty early," says Torrey, shaking his head.

"Nothin' to be ashamed of, Kohai. Happens to the best of us. Plus, you were hilarious. Pretty much begged me to come over and cook up somethin' exotic. I grabbed what I could and hurried on up the mountain."