Classroom of the Elite - Revenge [Cote X OC]

Vol. 5 Chapter 5: Challenge

A/N: I've to announce Sad News...

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My...

My...

My phone broke a couple of days ago...

It fell the one time in my life and now it's beyond healing damage on the display making me even unable to access it as it's on a permanent white screen...

Which also means I was able to write this chapter somehow faster, cause... no playing on the phone or doing anything else on it.

Saluting to the phone that accompanied me for four years but repairing the display of my phone costs so fucking much, so I'm buying myself a new one.

Anyhow, here goes the chapter.

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[Kurushima Pov]

[15th January, Friday]

After enjoying a good breakfast made from the school today, I couldn't help but wonder how it would be working tomorrow.

Would I still like it...?

After all... now each group would be responsible for their own breakfast, once today is over. In short, we'd have to cook.

I was a fairly good cook, since I had done this from my early childhood on. For Kaori, Mother, Kyo, Father, and later, out of gratitude what he has all done for me, Aoki.

It was one of the parts where I was quite confident in.

But...

I didn't really want to cook for any of them.

Despite facing this small dilemma, I'd rather eat my own-made food than theirs so I guess I can't get past that idea to cook for my group.

Well...

I suppose it's okay, as long as I can eat my own-made dishes.

We were currently outside, where large kitchens were present. In other words, where we students would end up cooking.

With the other groups, too, but I can't believe so many are troubled with Zazen and Cooking.

Things that were normal for me growing up are unusual for them.

Is this how people are supposed to be like at 16...?

I suppose I'm just a bit more of a unique case, then.

Like I always was.

Funnily, we even received a manual how to cook. It was so funny for me that I couldn't help but release a laugh five minutes ago.

An elite school... and its students are having trouble on cooking...?

Wasn't that something you should have decided before isolating this school from the outside?

But then I remembered something.

My most precious memories I made here with a person who was bad at cooking, initially.

I couldn't help but reveal a pained smile from my face thinking of the moments when I helped her with cooking.

I wonder... if she hates me...

Definitely, after what I did.

"Haaah..."

I couldn't help but leave a small sigh out of my mouth wondering about this small question for a moment long.