Shokugeki No Souma (Fanfiction)

Chapter 38

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Megumi's POV

I stood there frozen trying to process what Kurumi-san just said.

Me? The lead chef? I can't do it. I'm not quipped to be a leader. But...

I clench my teeth while I reason with myself.

I'm the reason for this Shokugeki. I can't let Souma-kun get expelled over this. I'll do my best not to drag him down!

I walked over to the vegetables on the table still thinking of a good recipe.
My vision started to get blurry. I'm shaking so bad.

No! No. Please. I need to calm down.

Why? Why did Kurumi-san changed the conditions? She already told me that I passed but why? Why is she doing this?

"I feel for you, Yukihira!" I heard Chef Shinomiya said.

"Huh?" Souma-kun replied.

"You must be feeling despair. Your fate is riding on that half-wit's skills."

He's right, I'm not cut out for this. Souma-kun is the real chef here, not me.

"Shut up, Shinomiya. Not another word." Kurumi-san's stared daggers at Chef Shinomiya who clicked his tongue and went back to his work.

Chef Shinomiya Kojiro...After graduating from Totsuki, he went to France and opened a restaurant in Paris, the crucible for gourmet restaurants. I'm facing like that with my recipe?! And one thing more is..I can't even fanthom how good Kurumi-san is, considering how Chef Shinomiya stiffened at the sudden announcement a while ago..
I...I have to calm down..

My hands won't stop shaking...

I need to calm down... I'm blanking out!

I'm getting dizzy by the second. I feel so light headed.

I can't stop shaking... I'm starting to hyperventilate. I need to calm down... A failure..I'm a failure after all.. I only made it this far because of Souma-kun. I'm just...

"Hey! Tadakoro!" A voice called out.

I'm just a...

"Try putting your hands together."

I looked at my hands in front of me, still shaking.

"Do it!"

I slowly put my hands together... then I felt a stinging sensation on the back of my hands. My thoughts cleared up and so did my sight. My shaking also stopped. I looked at Souma-kun whose standing in front of me.

"I learned this trick at home a long time ago. It helps you relax when you're nervous. The drawback is that you can't do it yourself." He smiled.
"Well, calm dowm first, and take as much time as you need to figure out what you're going to cook."

"B-but..Chef Shinomiya's dish will be French cuisine that was refined in France, and I've heard rumors about Kurumi-san before. If I can't make a dish that can surpass theirs, you'll be expelled-"

"My dad used to say..."Souma-kun cut me off."cooking is about putting all you've got out there on one plate. Forget about what the others'll be making for now."

"But my cooking isn't..." I tried to reason out.

"The rice balls you made for us at the dorm fields were really great. Don't think about stuff that doesn't matter. Just make your own food, Tadakoro. That's enough."

"My own food..." Inspiration suddenly flood through my whole being.

I can do this.
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"Kurumi, why do you always pout when you cook?" Eishicchi looked at me with fascination in his eyes, giving me his one of his rare smiles.

"Eshicchi...please stop teasing me! Ugh! And hide your smile, it's distracting." I flicked his forehead while pouting even more.

"Oww...What wrong? You're pretty when you pout." he rubbed his forehead then grabbed a spoon. He tasted my unfinished soup and sighed.
"It's still unfinished but it's already close to perfection. I can't believe I'm first seat and you're not."

I only laughed at his remark and stare at his pale brows furrowed trying to decipher my dish. He's so beautiful he always put me in awe.

We always do this in our vacant time, sneaking in the kitchen, playing a guessing game. We cook without looking at each other's station then tasting each other's dish trying to guess the ingredients we've used. It's fun in our own way.

He's my senpai but It feels like we're at the same age. We acknowledge each other's feelings but we decided to keep it like that for the time being and everyone who knew agreed so.
It's hard to explain our situation right now, let's just say it's really complicated.

"Your dishes mirrored who you are, Kurumi. Always perfect, always beautiful. " he said while he took my hands softly and kissed them. I blushed furiously and smiled.

"Thank you, Eishicchi. I'll make sure to create a dish just for you." I'm so lucky.
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