Hall C
Sakaki's POV
"Today's menu is Puits d'Amour. A puff pastry with crème patissiere and raspberry jam." Akashi Kurumi, again, explained her dish to the crowd waiting to get a sample.
It's been only half an hour and she already served more than 200 plates of her dish, surprising everyone in the hall. Whispered questions about her started to float around, but not bothering her at the slightest.
"Who is she again?"
"Darn, maybe she's even on par with Nakiri Erina."
"Are you kidding me?"
"She's just a transfer student though."
"Something is burning."
"My sauce!!!"
I am trying to concentrate on my own but the crowd around her is loud enough to get attention.
"E-e-excellent! This Puits d'Amour... The silk-like ensemble played out by the rich cream and sour raspberry is like the Silk Road of taste! You feel thirsty; you want to eat more and more! My palate feels like the Taklamakan Desert! Are you perhaps the Marco Polo of Taste?" A pretty blonde guy in a fancy suit exclaimed while his eyes closed. (Can you guess who and what reference this came from? XDD)
"Thank you, sir. It is much appreciated. My dish is originally served as a sweet snack but I altered it a little bit so that it can also be served for breakfast. I also prepared a Mariage Frères' Eros tea with it." Then she smiled. I swear warmth radiated all throughout the hall.
The crowd in her workspace gets bigger and rowdier by the second, curious of what is going on because of the ruckus the guy in a suit had made.
She didn't even falter at all and she continued her work with a gentle smile on her face. I couldn't put a finger on it but she seems to be blushing, or is it just me? She makes me want to abandon my post and-
"Sakaki, focus." Ibusaki snapped me out from my thoughts, thankfully.
I sighed in relief and focused on my work once again. Ibusaki looks relieved as well.(one of my otp.. Haha! XD I call it SakaSaki! XD)
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Kurumi's POV
"Nee nee, Eishicchi. Taste this one!"
I saw him sweatdropped and opened his mouth. I shoved a small piece in his mouth gently and waited for his reaction.
I held my fork tightly...waiting.
"Just why do you always do this to me?" He flicked my forehead and grabbed my fork.
I put my hand on my forehead and pouted.
"Meanie."
Then we laughed together at our weird antics.
I can't help but to remember all those moments whenever I'm cooking, and now I couldn't stop getting flustered, kicking myself mentally. This pastry reminds me so much of him, I can't deny that. It's not like I hate it or anything, it makes me feel warm and loved.
On the other side, I have to make sure to apologize to those who got yelled by the ticked off me last night. I unconsciously smiled at the thought.
Now, I still have a lot of ingredients so I think I have to make more.
We can't disappoint our costumers, can we?
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Shokugeki No Souma (Fanfiction)
FanfictionAkashi Kurumi left Totsuki Culinary Academy only to come back a year later because of some reasons that she has yet to know. The longer she stays at the academy, the bigger the changes that she will be making to those people who are bound to her by...
