For Him, For Her, For Us [Amy Kiriwo X OC Story]

Chapter XII [Starting Competition: Selection Kegikusho]

Suzuki Ryūko's P.O.V

  Now that the opening ceremony of the Kegikusho event is done, I can assemble with the group of students I'm in. Today, the first half of the participating programme servants will be competing in the Selection Kegikusho. If anyone can't remember what should be the theme for this part of the event, it's eggs. I was lucky that I had my mind set on a dish early; always come prepared.

  We were then asked by the ESC's Third Seat to assemble in the arena. I got everyone to follow the Third Seat to the arena, where I see all of Babyls Demon School and Valanté Demon Culinary Academy watching at their seats, cheering in excitement. I was sure Master can't get too excited, because he'll cough up blood in that amount of anticipation. I saw behind Grandfather, were the Misfit Class cheering for me, Asmodeus-san, Lavande-san and Goemon-san. "Onē-chan! Best of luck!" Waved Iruma. "Ryūko-chi! Lave-Lave! Azz-Azz!" Called Valac-san next to Iruma. "Good luck, Azz-Azz!" Shouted Shax-san. "Félin-san! Heres to you!" Cheered Andro-san. At the sidelines, I saw Lord Baal and Master waving at me. I blushed a little from being waved at, not only the fact that my Master's upperclassman was the Thirteen Crowns' Thunder Lord, but also how Master seems to have a nice expression. I know he can't shout at me, since that might do something with his coughing-blood issue. "Hey, Ryūko. Good luck to you." Supported Lord Baal, which made me bow to him. "Good luck, Ryūko-chan." Cheered Master with... Why the hell do you have light sticks in this kind of competition, Master?! "Kiriwo, you don't bring those in events like this." Said Lord Baal. "Whoopsie-daisy. Wrong cheerin' stuff." Giggled Master in embarassment, "Anyway, go and get 'em, Ryūko-chan." I chuckled at the funny moment of him cheering for me.

  All of the participants of today were standing in front of the center of the arena, now arranged with many of the basic appliances in an organised manner. "Okay, everyone! It's time for the first part of the Selection Kegikusho! I'll be your emcee of this event, Trussest Saiyā!" Introduced a Valanté student with dirty blonde hair in a short bob cut, who spoke with enthusiastic voice similar to that of a Japanese idol. "Hold it. Did I hear correctly? Her last name is Trussest?!" I asked myself, "Is she related to Trussest Rydian; my enemy? If she really is related to him, there's a chance that I might be able to speak with her." That aside, I saw that many of the male Valanté student were now having their attention turned over to Trussest-san. I don't need to stand out now, just because I'm a beautiful woman. This is a Kegikusho: a serious competition, there's no way I'll back away now.

  "This evening, the first batch of participants will have one and a half hours to prepare and finalise their dishes before they're presented to the judges. Each of the judges will be allowed to vote for a participants's dish up to 30 points in total. The theme for the Selection Kegikusho will be eggs; a fundemental ingredient in every cuisine." Explained Trussest-san, "Alright, before we can get started, let's see if someome from Babyls Demon School have anything to say for this event. Honor student Ryūko, is there anything else you want to say before we start?" I walked until I was next to our hostess, took the microphone and said: "As the honor student of Babyls Demon School, I am very honoured to be participating in this great event that just so happens to be a collaboration between two elite academies. But at the same time... Competitors, stay out of my way if you want to survive. Now then, good luck to all of you with the pride and ambition that makes up demonkind. That is all for me to say. Thank you." And with that, the whole crowd (in general) roared with excitement and anticipation for the competition to begin. "Thank you, Ryūko, for your astounding words. Alright! All participants, go to your stations, 'cause we're about to begin!" Said Trussest-san after I handed the microphone to her before we all went to our stations. Before I knew it, Trussest-san and the audience counted down from the ranks.