Waifu Wars: A Food Wars Fanfic

Ch. 41 To Wake a Goddess, All You Need is Eggs

It was already dark outside by the time Torrey woke from his nap. With a mind still muddled from sleep, he set a pot of tea to boil. What now? he thought.

            Almost the entire day had been spent going head to head with Totsuki's finest chefs, resulting in Torrey's appointment as one of the new members of the Elite Ten. It wasn't a particularly rewarding appointment; Torrey was well aware of the strange circumstances that set the Battle Royale in motion. It was, for all he knew, the only time in the history of the Institute that council seats were given away like this.

            Right now, however, his chief concerns involve curing boredom and getting something to eat. It was Friday night, and thanks to all his hard work today, it felt like an even longer week than usual. He'd made so many dishes today that he really wasn't up for cooking.

            I could hit up someone from the council, like Momo or Rindo...I don't usually do that, though, and I don't want them to get the wrong idea. Or maybe I could drop by Polaris and see if anyone's making anything good. That's it! I'll walk in, unannounced, and say something like "As the newest member of the Elite Ten, I demand that you make me something delicious to eat!" Ha, as if...only Rindo would say something so absurd.

            There was a bitter chill in the winter air, but nonetheless, Torrey bundled up in his Totsuki coat and journeyed up the mountain to his old dorm. He immediately regretted his decision to leave without a snack, but the trip only served to heighten his hunger and the anticipation of a hot cooked meal.

            When he finally arrived at Polaris, Ryoko was the first one to greet him.

            "Torrey? What are you doing here?" she said, a look of shock registering on her face. It was covered in some weird, greenish goop.

            "My apartment was getting a little stuffy, so I figured I should get out and socialize or something," he said, shrugging, with his hands still in his coat pockets. "Can I come in? It's kinda cold out here..."

            "Sure, but why didn't you call? Sheesh, I'm in no condition to host right now!" said Ryoko, looking down at her loosely-tied bathrobe, which revealed her generous bust. Combined with her facial peel, it was a very laid-back look.

            "C'mon, it's just me. I think you look nice," said Torrey, grinning. Ryoko's blush could be seen even through the goop, a shade that drew comparison to her long scarlet hair (which was still sopping wet).

            "Really? Wait, you're just messing with me!" she said, running off to her room and slamming the door.

            Torrey laughed. I guess looking good takes a lot of work, he thought. Girls must have it rough. While taking off his jacket, he realized that he'd neglected to change from his cooking uniform. The same uniform that he'd worn all day in the kitchen, sweating away during countless Shokugeki's...

            He lifted his arms and smelled his pits, scrunching his nose in disgust. Well I could have at least showered...

            "Torrey!" said Yuki, entering the foyer, having most likely heard Ryoko's shouting. And possibly witnessing Torrey's smell-check.

            "Hey Yuki! Ryoko just let me in," he said. Suddenly he was getting punched repeatedly in the arm.

            "Really? You become the newest member of the student council, and then you just waltz in here without warning like you own the place? What's wrong with you?"

            "Geez, I'm sorry! I didn't think it was a big deal," he said truthfully. Soma was the next to enter the room; apparently most of the students had been gathered in the cafeteria.