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Chapter 13: Food War! -- Divine Tongue --

     "Okay everyone we have two more viewings to go. We only have this one and the next one to view and that will be it for the day," said Mira.

     "That's cool so let's see the next one would be Food Wars right," said Deku.

     "That's right and then the last one would be Demon Slayer," said Nagisa.

     "I wonder what kind of food will be shown in this one," said Marusakibara.

     "I believe this is when I will be meeting Soma," said Erina.

     "Well then what are we waiting for," said Baji.

     "Alright then let's begin the chapter," said Mira.

     ["This is the final dish, miss," said Hisako.
     "Good," said Erina.
     "Disgusting! God! Every last one of you. I am appalled at these culinary travesties you presented to me," said Erina.
     "Ouch!"
     "That bowl of oyster and rice soup was particularly horrid! It tasted as if I were trying to enjoy a how spring bath while a western lowland gorilla stared at me!" said Erina.
     'Wha-what does that even mean?!'
     'Her sense of taste is completely different from us common mortals!'
     "To my tongue...it seems as if you neglected a prepanutary step. I am aware your group is in the midst of an expansion. Accordingly, you are obviously attempting to streamline your process. Still...do you honestly think that will excuse you...for defiling my palate with those utter failures?" said Erina.
     "Eep!"]

    "That seems a bit harsh," said Deku.

    "I may seem harsh but only when it comes to cooking. I've been taste testing foods since I was very young," said Erina.

     "Why is that," asked Hina.

     "It has to do with my sense of taste. Most of my family is like that but a few of us its much stronger then others," said Erina.

     ["We beg your forgiveness, miss!"
     "What's next for today?" asked Erina.
    "This miss," said Hisako.
     "Hmph. I guess being part of the council means I'll occasionally handle this  sort of duty. I will go once I change," said Erina.
     "Yes...miss Erina," said Hisako.
     'If you can't make it at that school...then your dream of beating me is nothing but a joke. That's what dad told me. So here I am, Soma Yukihira, getting ready to take the transfer exam at the uber-elite culinary institute. And, oh god, do I really feel out of place. Holy crap, are all these guys here for the test?! How come they all have butlers and bodyguards?! Am I the only one here by myself? I heard this place was elite, but geez! Well, better head to the testing room...,' thought Soma.
     "Oops! Sorry, didn't mean to kick you...," said Soma.]

     "Just how many made it through," asked Emma.

     "Just one for the transfer exam and that was Soma," said Erina.

     "Yeah, but it was the dean who passed me not you remember," said Soma.

     ["Pay it no mind. Are you here for the transfer exam as well? My name is Yoshiahi Nikaido. My family owns a small restaurant. French, to be exact," said Nikaido.
     "Really? What a coincidence! My family owns a restaurant too," said Soma.
     "Heh heh. Coincidence? Hardly. Over there is the heir to a nationwide chain of restaurants. And there is the son of central Japan's largest fish wholesaler. Everyone here is a celebrity of the culinary world in some way. What is your restaurant called," said Nikaido.
     "Huh? Oh, uh...Yukihira," said Soma.
     "Ah, a traditional inn?" asked Nikaido.
     "Ha ha! Nah, nothing so big and fancy. We're just a little low-end family restaurant in town" said Soma.
     "Filthy peasant. Do not presume to sit next to me!" said Nikaido.
     "Ha ha! Did you hear that?"
     "The son of some common cafeteria cook wants in here!"
     "Now that's a joke!"
     "Listen, you low born commoner!"]