Disclaimer: I do not own Shokugeki no Soma nor any of its characters.

Arima Yukihira was confused. The boy lived and breathed cooking it was in his blood but that was not what was on his mind as of late it was something far more primordial.

As a child, he thought girls were the ickiest thing ever including his younger sister whom he loved immensely. But as he grew past all those childish thoughts. He just wanted to cook like his ancestors did before him, he championed the Tex-Mex/Cajun styles but his main forte was in herbs and spices able to bring out the best in flavor. The caretaker of Polar Star Megumi Tadokoro was instantly mesmerized by the dish he made her to gain entry into the dormitory.

But things were a bit different lately.

He had found himself smitten with Tandori Mito, her mother used to go to Totsuki with his parents. The girl was beyond beautiful, Tandori has short blonde hair with an ahoge, tanned skin, and turquoise eyes. She has a noticeably large bust as well and is not shy to show it.

The first year student and resident of Polar Star Domitory decided to call his father, he was a teenager once he would know what to do. Using his iPhone XVII, he instantly found the person he was looking for.

''Yukihira here!'' exclaimed a cheerful Soma.

''Hey dad.'' greeted the young man. He could hear the sizzling of ingredients being cooked in a pan, it seemed the diner had entered its busy hour during lunch. He could vaguely hear his little sister in the background taking orders, she was being trained in the Yukihira style, she had a gifted palate for all sorts of tastes.

''Hey Arima, what can I help you with son?'' asked the proprietor of Yukihira Diner.

''How does it feel when you like someone?'' asked the young man his face turning red.

''Oh...okay I get it who is it, you can tell your old man.'' Soma snickered. He heard his son groan on the other end of the line. When he was that age love was a distant concept, he cared more about honing his skills than girls but that all changed in his third year.

''Listen Arima, you've always asked me what's the secret to being a good chef so here it is, meet a woman that will make you want to give all the food you make to her.'' he smiled fondly.

''How do you get mom to go out with you?'' he asked. The red haired boy with amethyst eyes never asked his parents how they met only that they went to school together.

''I made her the Transforming Furikake Gohan, she liked it so much that she hated my guts for the next two years at Totsuki!'' he laughed remembering fondly his entrance exam. ''More customers have arrived, take it easy Arima and remember make her something that will knock her socks off!''

Pressing end on his phone, he was startled by a voice from a behind.

''Yukihira Arima!'' exclaimed the authoritative voice of headmistress.

''Mo...I mean Headmistress,'' he bowed his head in respect. A warm hand touched his head looking up he saw his mother smiling warmly. His mother was a strict leader with a zero tolerance for nonsense and expected the best out of everyone including him which is why subconsciously she was harder on him, she believed in him.

''I've made lunch come, it's been some time since we really sat down and talked.'' she wrapped a loving arm around her son's shoulders.

''I talked to dad,'' he grinned. Erina giggled, her dear husband was better at giving out advice than she was which is why he was always the good cop in disciplining their children.

THE END