Chapter 4- Damn the Salt

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Third POV:

Moka was walking around campus after her whole hearty reunion with Erina. Without any care in the world, she carelessly went to her class. She was taking her time since what's the point of rushing to class when you're already late? Might as well be even more late. If the teacher tried to interrogate her, she just plans on saying she was "lost." Overall, it was a good excuse. It is her first day. If she had to be truthful, she knew where she was going. When she was little, she would visit the school. The interior of Totsuki still looked the same but there were small details that changed. 

Reason for little Moka to go to Totsuki? It was obvious she would be meeting up with Senzaemon. They would relax with a cup of tea while talking about him. She didn't like the conversation that happened between them but other than that, the snacks to accompany the tea was delightful. If there wasn't any refreshments, she would outright decline the invitation for the private meeting between them. 

Moka also would visit Jun, an old acquaintance or should she say "test subject" of her dear old dad. She would also visit a certain silver haired boy who was staying with Jun. 

Moka reached her classroom and went inside. "Sorry to intrude. I was late because I got lost," she apologized, bowing at the teacher. 

"There's no problem. It is your first day here after all," the teacher excused. Moka nodded looking at the teacher. The teacher was a female that seemed to be no older than 40 although wrinkled were seen under her eyes. 'Probably due to stress' Moka examined.

Moka then scanned the room looking for a free station. There seemed to be a space for her behind two boys. One boy has blue eyes and short blond hair with a fringe that parts both sides and one long bang in between the two. He was slim unlike his partner, who is the complete opposite. A boy who's chubby and have brownish-black hair is combed backwards that has a spiky appearance. Both have the burning passion of cooking in their eyes which made Moka smirk on the inside. Looks like there is people who do have value in Totsuki. 

Moka, keeping her emotionless face, walked towards them. The blondie blushed in a lovely shade of red. The boy next to him, snickered at his current state. Moka walked passed them and sat behind them. She kept looking at them making sure they both don't notice. They both didn't notice at all but all the other males saw. They were mad, raging even. There were irk marks on their foreheads that could be easily seen. All they thought is 'Both of the Aldini brothers were stealing my Moka.'

"Todays dish will be Boeuf Bourguignon. I'll be writing the recipe on the whiteboard. You have 2 hours to finish. After you are finished, you are to bring your dish up to me so I can give you your grade," the teacher instructed. The teacher turned to Moka and gave her the smile. 

'Boeuf Bourguignon? Easy.' Moka mulled, remembering her time making the dish with a certain pink haired and very short tempered cook. 

"Due to the amount of students in this class, you'll be working alone Ms.Enoshima." Moka wasn't fazed at all. She smiled back at the teacher, releasing her signature aura, making the teacher flinch.

'Ah... so she's those kind of teachers. The sadistic ones also known as the teachers who needs a life.' Moka thought annoyingly. 

When the teacher finished talking, the Aldini brothers seemed to finally feel the murderous stares directed towards them. The blond Aldini gulped and turned towards his brother. "What did we do, Isami?"

"I'm not sure Nii-Chan. C'mon let's go make our dish," Isami said. 

Moka chuckled a bit and decided start working. While she was gathering ingredients, some girls "accidently" spilled some salt on her beef. When Moka came back to check on the tenderness of the dish, she saw a pile of white powder on the beef. Moka took a spoon that was sitting right beside the pot and tasted the substance. "It's salt," Moka murmured to herself. She heard laughing behind and she turned. 

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