The Elite Ten Council building happened to be twenty minutes away from the Academy main building. It was a palace design; that you would see in England, like Buckingham Palace, however, in a smaller version.

There were similar showy buildings on the school campus.

After all, Tōtsuki Culinary Academy could be said to be the heart of Japan cuisine industry.

"Sometimes I forgetting that this is a cooking school." He muttered as he led himself inside the colossal structure.

The entrance hall was decorated with luxury trappings that anyone would easily find in a Five-Star Hotel, it also had the famous paintings hanging on the wall.

Sōma walked up the stairs, his bag slung over his shoulder which held his gakuran which was drenched with sticky soda that he had to wear his black chef jacket at the moment.

However, the smell of the soda continues to linger with him.

Taking a glare around, he notices how big it was. According to the information he was given there were at least ten rooms been occupied by the elites, he included, and also a large room that all elite members gathered around for meetings, however, judging by the size of the building there must be more rooms.

"Wouldn't be surprised if there are showers or even kitchens in here."

"They are, but we barely used them." A voice behind him spoke. Sōma recognized the voice owners. "Well, only the showers and the bedrooms, the kitchen is always open."

Sōma turned to see the eighth seat of the Elite Ten Council, a short boy with wild, spiky, dark brown hair accompanying with blonde bangs. His name was Kuga Terunori.

"Long time no see Yukihira," said Kuga. "And here I thought you dropped out." Kuga grinned impishly. "What a turn off."

"Too bad, I'm going to be here for a while so might as well get used to it." He replied and then turned back on walking onward.

Anyone would have taken the hint that this conversation was over. However, most of the students tend not to get the impression at all.

Kuga then began walking into he was lining up with Sōma who sighed in defeat. "What a personality you got there, and here I was trying to be friendly with you,"

"Huh?" He tilted his head. "You call that friendly, more like bullying I say." Sōma deadpanned.

Kuga snorted before he landed his palm against his lean chest. "The only one Kuga Terunori who dragged the 1st seat out of a match, a bully?" He paused. "This is coming from the one who expelled hundred of toodles, Reaper."

".."

"I never heard of getting expelled in the kiddie pool before, it is impossible; the time you would get expelled is when you play with the big boys. Of course, you came, and in a flash, you broke the rules. Man, that's a lot of effort there."

".."

"The Reaper of Tōtsuki, the one who made that infamous speech..."

"Stop with the pointless flattering and get to the point," groaned Sōma.

"But did it make you happy? I bet it did or don't tell me you are shy, oh my, the reaper is, in fact, a shy little kiddo, Oh man! That's gotta be some big news for Tōtsuki." laughed Kuga.

"If you are going to keep *bullying* me, I might as well report you."

"Don't get so touchy kay? I don't tend to take matters very seriously; you 'know is a pain to act like a grown-up; it ain't my thing." He replied to Sōma who raised an eyebrow. "But since you constantly tend to take things too seriously, I will put my mean face, so don't cry."

Instantly as he declared it, Kuga's gregarious act dropped dramatically, as he coldly stared at Sōma. "You might earn such a nickname, and have people trembling just by hearing your name, however, for me, you don't scare me, not even in the slightest."

However, for Sōma he kept an untroubled face at such a facial expression that could send chills to anyone's spine. He took a moment before Sōma spoke. "Is that all?" he asked.

"You had defeated Eizan, and I congratulate you for that; however, the one that is going to take down the first seat is me." The second-year student continued. "So whatever had in your mind, drop it."

"So you are telling me that I should back on my words for your ambitions?" Sōma snorted. "Give me a break."

"Well that's all I want to say," Kuga said, bringing out his friendly attitude. "Now let's go and do our duty, although it is a pain in the ass."

"But I don't think you should be getting worried about it, after all, the first seat isn't on my top list," Sōma said, in a bland voice.

It made the eighth seat of the Elite Ten Council to stop walking and glare back.

"It seemed that everyone had misunderstood my words in my brief speech," Kuga blinked and tilted his head slightly.

Sōma lips twisted into a smirk. "When I say I take the top, I didn't only mean the first seat, but the whole Elite Ten Council itself."

There was a strange silence between both students, after all, such a declaring battle against the whole Elite Ten Council was ridiculous and dangerous, but Kuga brushed it off with a laugh.

"Man you almost got me there." He said while clutching his stomach and wiping off the tears. " You should not stop with these hilarious jokes please, declaring war against the Elites, how stupid are you? How many times were you dropped as a child?"

Laugh now...though Sōma, but don't cry on me when I embarrass you.

Of course he knew that he would deal with the past with these kind of things; however, there were times when Sōma completely couldn't stand it, he had a limit after all.

Still, he pushed the emotions back and spoke. " Well this stupid boy beat the previous ninth member, and now is coming for you." He walked towards Kuga and stopped when his shoulder was lined up with Kuga's shoulder.

"So if I were you're senpai, I'll being doing less talking and more practices," he said looking forward. " Or else that seat of yours could be easily taken from you."

A look of surprise flashed across Kuga's face before he smiled slightly. " I've changed my mind; you aren't just stupid; you are unbelievably stupid."

"Well, at least I am not a midget."

Veins immediately popped out from Kuga's forehead. "What was that!? " Kuga exclaimed.

"Look at the time, we're sure going to be late."

"Hey! Don't run away!"