• the wolf of totsuki •

Prologue

At the Orientation Ceremony, Nakiri Senzaemon - Head Master of the elite Cooking Academy had said something weird. Something totally unexpected, off the top absurd and highly impossible to achieve - the first time in the history of this very school that had happened.
A game aiming for two things: immediate graduation of Tōtsuki no matter the year; and a wish sponsored by the Nakiri Household, an unlimited request as long as it was in the power of man kind.

'Treasure Finding' was what he called it. Find it and challenge it to a Shokugeki, if it's your win, you will have time to think about the options mentioned above until the end of your third year here in Tōtsuki. But even though the rewards were really tempting and absolutely mouth-watering, for the Nakiri Senzaemon to offer a game no less and practically everything you can have, it will be utmost unlikely for anyone to grasp.

But certainly, it did its job, well and good, of piquing a particularly large group of the main characters' interests as they grinned in excitement of a truly strong rival.

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"Achoo-!" The person disturbingly rubbed their nose as they felt yet another chill that day, wondering what or who the hell had talked about them behind their back, or they simply being paranoid and a cold will probably come and separate them from their beloved kitchen. But whatever, they'll just have to think about that later, the food was dying to be cooked and they mustn't let them wait any longer.

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Ōka Minae