Prologue

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Red. Red for blood. Red for danger. Red for anger. But when I look at him, red became the courageous paladin riding towards the bleeding hues of yellow and red in the sky. Red became passion—

Love.

Hope.

When you let go of a balloon, you have no control over where it goes. 

We just hope it flies.








Disclaimer: This was written in 2018 before Shokugeki ended. If there are any plot discrepancies, disregard it 

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