recipe seven; "can someone tell me what's going on?"

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Longest chapter I've ever written :)


Previously: Having comprehended the clues her Obaa-sama deliberately placed in between her words, Minae had jumped from the balcony on the second floor and thus, lost her memories as a result. But since the initiation was in order to start over from zero, it turned to be quite the success. And now here comes the real problem: the training camp.

Since the start of a new year for Tootsuki's rookies into the high school division, Treasure Finding was still heavily delayed. As a matter of fact, most of the students weren't even paying it much attention; given that they had long given up hope from the very beginning, well, that was pretty understandable.

What is Treasure Finding anyway ? At the Orientation Ceremony when the Head Director of their school — Nakiri Senzaemon — presented his encouraging speech specifically for the juniors, he had also mentioned his "game". It lived up exactly like its title; find this so called "treasure" and challenge it into an official Shokugeki, if it was your win, everything is available for you to wish. So long as it existed and belonged in the Nakiri's jurisdiction as well. And remember that you can only wish one time and one thing, be considerate and thorough with what you desire. Or so what was quoted.

Right at this current moment, the school year had dwelled into the first stage of elimination: Friendship and Rapport Training Camp. And here in the Polar Star Dormitory, everyone was rather pumped up about this new heads-up, despite the sharp claws of fear that reached over their hearts and minds, some, well most of them had expressed it quite a bit melodramatic.

But the cries from the bottom of their souls were forever unheard to Tootsuki's administrators in charge of managing and planning out this trip. . .

However, there was this one, particular red head former protagonist (" Oi ! ") that was having thoughts differed from his fellow dorm mates. In fact, those thoughts had been plaguing his mind these short weeks he had spent in this school.

Back in the days, when the diner he's supposed to inherit was trashed, his dad had told him something when he announced that their diner is closed from now on. Something. . . that he ought to never forget for the rest of his life.

" And, one more thing, Souma. Right now, studying in Tootsuki, is the only person whom had ever beaten me.

If you happened to engage in a cooking show-off with them, then you'll know that even with my current skills, I'm just a measly, little spawn. "

Then there was that Finding whatever it is event going on, it instantly clicked. For someone to make such a huge, money-risking challenge, one didn't need a genius to figure out how strong the "treasure" in question is.

And so, as deducted brilliantly by Yukihira Souma, his resolution had thus soared peerlessly, simply never stopping. Henceforth, on the day they arrived at Tootsuki Resort where they held the training camp, Souma appeared extremely creepy with those bloodshot golden irises. Completely oblivious to the dispersing crowd with him as the center.

" Oh ! It's Nikumi ! " And their surroundings also included said Mito Ikumi, who had tried to avoid contact with the dense chef so pathetically they almost felt sorry for her.

" Yu-Yukihira. . . "

" Been a while huh, Nikumi ? " without bothering to notice her discontent, Souma walked up and started to talk like they were good old friends. Putting a hand on his waist and laughed loudly like an uncle.

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