Hope and Despair of Cooking [Shokugeki No Soma]

Chapter 8- Bending the Rules of Shokugeki

Third POV:

Everyone in the room managed to find towels to cover themselves up but it was definitely a traumatizing experience for all the girls. 

"Moka, you can look now," Erina assured. 

Moka finally uncovered her eyes. She blinked a few times, adjusting to the light in the room. She turned towards everyone in the room. 'Thank god. They're all covered,' she thought to herself. "The shokugeki is over right?" she asked Senzaemon.

 Senzaemon shook his head, "It not over until we vote."

"I see..."

"Why don't we start voting?" Senzaemon said as he looked towards the judges. All the judges nodded as they were speechless of the result. 

They all each put in their voting and it seemed like forever. 

Tsukasa Eishi vs Enoshima Moka

          2                --                  3

The two stared at the scoreboard before looking at each other. Moka recovered first yet she seemingly had nothing to say. 

"Now. I officially announce Enoshima Moka as the First—"

"Wait," Moka interrupted the older Nakiri. "Who said I was going to become the First Seat?"

Everyone in the kitchen looked at her weirdly. "Moka! You won the Shokugeki didn't you? That automatically means you get your compensation!" Erina yelped in surprise. 

"But I never agreed to the compensation," Moka grumbled in annoyance. "I wouldn't want to become the First Seat anyways. Too much paperwork," she added. 

The whole room bursted with disbelief. 

"Huh?" Kuga blurted out. 

"Think about it. When Senzaemon said the match would be for the first seat, it's not like I said yes," Moka explained. 

Flashback

Tsukasa POV  (AN: This is a part in Chapter 6)

It's official... The shokugeki is official... My chance with her is doomed...

"I don't think it's a good idea," I meekly replied.

"I don't see the problem with it," the Director responded.

I looked towards Enoshima-San.

"Neither do I," Enoshima-San agreed. I gulped even more. I can feel cold sweat on my neck and face. I'm almost hyperventilating. I can't agree with this! But Enoshima-San might dislike me if I don't agree... She might think I'm a coward! But if I do agree, Enoshima-San may feel bad for losing. And it's all going to be MY fault!

"Alright! Things are getting fired up! So what do we bet?" Rindo exclaimed.

"The first seat?" Senzaemon answered although it sounded like a question. He turned towards Enoshima-San. "What do you think?"

Enoshima-San shrugged. Senzaemon then smiled. He didn't even ask for my input on this! "Tsukasa-San. If we're betting the First Seat, what would you like in return if you win?" the Director asked.

(Flashback Ends)

"I only shrugged when Senzaemon asked me. I never nodded to show my consent nor have I said anything to agree with him," Moka stated. 

Everyone looked at her with their eyes widened including Rindo and Tsukasa. It was quiet until Senzaemon broke the silence. "HAHAHAHAHAHA! Who would have thought you've found a loophole!" he said between laughs.