Determination Of A Chef (SnS/FW Reader-Insert)

Chapter 3

"Sou-Chan. . . You're so slooooooow! Hurry so we can get shelter!" You whined as he grumbled to himself. "But (N/N), I'm cold..." you sighed, "Geez, you should have told me sooner so I can share my blankie with you..." you grumbled as you shuffled the blanket so the both of you are covered and warm. "Nee, how far are we?" "Who knows... Maybe we're almost there!" He said as he quickened the pace now that he felt warmer.

"Mou~ I'm going to nap a bit... tell me when we get there." You mumbled as you fell asleep once more. The moment you did, Soma had arrived to the dormitory. Of course, he didn't bother shaking you awake so he hesitantly walked into the building. Suddenly, you jolted up at the smell of smoke. "GEH!? SMELLS BAD!" He looked at you before the sound of crashes were heard. "An earthquake?" He exclaimed.

Then came a hoard of animals running through as a girl was screaming at them. "Usako! Kamosuke! Shikanoshin! No! Don't leave me!" She yelled as someone began to shout on the pipes. "Hey, Room 116! Don't you dare let the game animals in your room! If you do that again, I'll flay you alive!" "Sorry!" "And Room 208! You turned an empty room into a smoker without my permission again, didn't you!? Want me to string you above some smoke chips!?" "Yes, yes, I'm deeply sorry." "And Room 205! If your floor falls out, I'll punch a hole in your gut." "We'll be more careful. There are guys fighting in my room!"

You whistled slightly, 'Man, she can seriously make good threats.' You thought until you heard the floor board creaking. Soma turned as you both saw an old lady standing there. "You must me Yukihira Soma, and Lance (Y/N), the transfer students who wants to live in the dorm?" You quietly slid off him back as you nodded to her. "I am caretaker, Daimido Fumio, the Madonna of Polar Star. You may call me Fumio-San." She introduced.

"So what'd you bring by way of ingredients?" 'I only have enough ingredients to make me some miso and egg cakes...' you thought to yourself. 'And Sou-Chan only has the dry squid he keeps to make charcoal flavored squid.' "Huh? What ingredients?" "What else!? It's our famous challenge to anyone who wants to live here! First, dorm applicants must make one meal. Only those whose cooking passes muster will be allowed to reside in the dorm."

"Oh, that's simple then..." you said with a half lidded blank face. "Ah ah, I am not finished." She said as you made an 'oh' face. "Second, the caretaker will serve as an examiner. Third, the applicant may choose their ingredients." "This is news to me!" He exclaimed as you whacked him on the back with your metal paper fan. "Idiot, did you read the paper?" You said with a deadpan. 'His expression tells me no.' You thought as you sighed, and kicked him on the back of his knee. "Baka. Baka. Baka."

"I haven't had any ingredients on me!" "I guess you lose by default then. I won't let you cross over the threshold without seeing what your made of." "Huh? Then, does that mean I have to..." he paled as you snickered slightly although you shakily shuffled to stablize a little more. "Camp out, of course." "No way! You can't be-!" *TWHACK* "That's what happens when you don't read the papers!" You scolded as he held his head in pain. You turned to the old lady.

"Ne, Fumio-San. Is there any leftovers he can use?" You asked her as she looked surprised. "Ah, yes. But I doubt he'll be able to make anything with it, really." She replied with a dismissive hand. "I'll take the challenge." He answered wih a determined look. "Where's the kitchen?" Soon, the three of you arrived in the kitchen. Your eyes glittered. "Ohh~ It looks a lot nicer than the rest of the building!"

"Listen up! I hate know-it-all brats the most." "Am I one of them?" You asked as you pointed at yourself. She flushed slightly before shaking her head. "Yay~" you lazily cheered before getting your ingredients ready. Soma went to look around as you decided to take a bit of Panko bread crumbs. "All right, I think this should be enough." "Hang onto your seat Polar Star dormitory caretaker-!" "Get ready to ride in the wheel of flavors." You lazily finished as you clipped your hair up.