𝙺𝚒𝚍𝚗𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝙱𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚎 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 || Food Wars

✔¦¦ a mile long list of violations

Chapter 3

Hisako fidgeted nervously with her skirt as she stared at her mistress and acquaintance glare daggers at each other while keeping a very close proximity towards each other, a phrase meaning their foreheads touching each other in a very not romantic way -- instead, in a rivalry manner.

The imperturbable secretary would usually keep her composure and break the two apart. Thats is if it weren't for the fact that they were inside the Director's office with the Devil of the Food Mafia being inside himself. Being in the same room with the stern man could definitely shaken up a normal teenager, especially with the aura being emitted from the old Nakiri.

"Tenth Seat..."

"Second rate chef..."

"Mortal..."

"Insane..."

"Over-sized boobs..."

"Tiny chest!"

"Golden Haired Princess Tsundere!"

"How dare you!?"

"Um... Erina-sama, Risuko-san, please don't forget the reason why we're here in tbe first place." Hisako said, breaking the increasing tenacity from the two Totsuki students.

"I'm not a tsundere!" Erina cried out, her cheeks dusted with a shade of pink.

"That's what they all say." Risuko jeered, taking a step away from Erina, then turning her head away from the said Nakiri, "Wait! Takumi's supposed to be my Golden Haired Tsundere Princess! Mortal, you don't deserve such title."

"I'd feel sorry for whoever you call with such a ludicrous name." Erina mimicked Risuko's actions, this time, with a dash of tsundere sassiness.

Before Erina and Risuko can start World War III, Nakiri Sanzaemon let out a cough, giving a cold stare towards the two bickering teens. The scar on his face did a great job on complementing his already hardhearted visage.

Erina immediately straightened herself up, inwardly scolding herself for showing such unpleasant behaviour in front of her own grandfather. Erina glanced at the ebony-haired Chuunibyo that was self-claimed as her rival with her peripheral vision, finding the said female lying on the sofa, reflecting her normal indecent attitude.

The older Nakiri just stared at Risuko, not uttering a word as Erina and Hisako felt queasy with the unnerving silence inside the room.

"Shinkotsune Risuko." The Director called out. Even though, Nakiri Sanzaemon finally broke the silence, it didn't really help much from breaking the uneasiness Erina and Hisako felt. Rather, his gruff, deep voice might have even added the perturbed feeling to the two mentally well teens.

"What is it, Simon?" Risuko groaned, rolling of the sofa then lying on the cold floor, "Your floor's nice by the way."

"It's Nakiri Sanzaemon." The director corrected, keeping his composed demeanour. "I've heard from Erina that you have caused quite the trouble again."

"That's very much the case, Ojii-sama." Erina affirmed, giving Risuko a sneer that pretty much said: I hate you and your entire being and I hope you get expelled.

Well, we can feel sorry for Erina since this is only chapter three, and a main character can't be expelled that early in the story. At aby rate, even if she gets expelled, there would surely be a chapter later on where she would redeem herself worthy to come back.

"Let's see." Nakiri Sanzaemon searched inside one of his desk's drawers then pulled out a scroll to which he unrolled, showing off a list that reached outside the doorstep of his office, leaving two flabbergasted teenage girls and some random Totsuki students whom happen to pass by and saw the list reaching the school hallways.