Professionals (Food Wars X Male Reader) 2.0

Concept And Creation

Soma: ちょっと！ あなたの名前！ 私たちは会議のためのダイニングルームにいます！ やってくる！ (Hey! Y/N! We're in dining room for a meeting! Come on down!)

I was woke up by Souma and I could tell, he wasn't messing around. I quickly showered, brushed my teeth, got dressed and went down as quickly as I can. All of them were waiting for me.

The first person to see me was Satoshi. Thank God he's wearing regular clothes because he is such a weirdo. Anyway, I went in the kitchen to cook some breakfast.

Fumio: おはようあなたの名前。 (Good morning, Y/N.)

I saw the dorm mother and she was awfully pleasant today.

Y/N: おはよう。 (Good morning.)

I cooked myself the omelet I made for Erina in the transfer challenge, but I added diced ham to make it better. After a while, I came to the dining room table and ate. As I ate, Souma showed me the flyer of a training camp we'd go to for a couple weeks. I thought it would be interesting, thinking it would be easy.

But when I heard from Ryoko saying that it was called "The Training Camp From Hell", I changed my mind and I was yelling...

Y/N: すぐにアメリカに帰宅しましょう！ (TAKE ME HOME TO AMERICA IMMEDIATELY!)

The whole gang was laughing but it wasn't funny. I wanted to go home and forget about the whole camp.

Yuki: あなたの名前は落胆しないでください。 あなたは才能があります。 あなたは渡すスキルを持っています。 その上、あなたはイタリアンアメリカで、あなたは利点があります。 (Y/N, don't be discouraged. You talented. You have skills to pass. Besides, you're Italian-American, you have an advantage.

Y/N: あなたは正しいかもしれませんが、涼子のおかげで、私はもっと怖がっています。 (You may be right, but thanks to Ryoko, I feel more scared.)

After saying that, she felt bad and held my hand saying that she was sorry for making me feel insecure. I forgave her, but I gave her a bit of a warning. Ryoko didn't seem too bothered, but promised not to do it again.

Y/N: とにかく、私たちは梱包するべきです。 バスは今ここにあります。 私はいくつかの服やいくつかの衛生的なものを詰めるつもりです。 それはどうですか？ (Anyway, we should pack up. The buses should be here by now. I'm gonna go pack some clothes and some hygiene stuff and we'll get going. How's that?)

They all agreed as I went upstairs, I was told one last thing: I wasn't allowed to bring my phone. Phones aren't allowed? Okay. I'll work with that. At least I got my journal to write down my experience here at the training camp.

The buses finally came and we were on our way to where they were taking us. I didn't know what to expect, but as cliche as it sounds, you know what they say: expect the unexpected.

A while after, I decided to nap on the way. Mind you I'm usually a very quiet sleeper, but when we got there, everyone wanted to punch me in the face. If they wanted to because I snore, I'll let them. I won't hold back.

When my dorm and I got out of the bus, I saw a very huge hotel! It was so majestic and expensive than the ones I go to back home in America. It was really cool. Shinji, thank, he said that the rooms at this hotel costs 1.5 million yen to rent! That's almost $13,200 USD!

Jesus Unicycling Christ.

I don't even have that much money! Almost over 1000 students including us were scheduled to meet in the auditorium. When we got there, I was surprised to see Ikumi there.

Y/N: Ikumi!

Ikumi: ちょっとあなたの名前！ (Hey Y/N!)

As we shook hands,

Y/N: お元気ですか？ (How are you?)

Ikumi: 大丈夫、あなた自身はどうですか？ (Doing alright, how about yourself?)

Y/N: さて、私は文句を言うが誰が聞いたのですか？ (Well, I'd complain but who'd listen?)

Ikumi: 聞いて、先日私を応援してくれてありがとうと言わなければなりません。 損失の後に本当に感謝しました。 (Listen, I have to say thank you for cheering me up the other day. I really appreciated it after the loss.)

Y/N: 心配しないでください。 私は友達を助けたいと思いました。 (Don't worry about it. I wanted to help a friend out.)

We had a short conversation because we wanted to know what the announcer was going to say. When we looked at the stage, I saw Chef Chapelle on the stage and started to talk.

Chapelle: トッキリゾートへようこそ！ 今後数日間、あなたはすべてエリートシェフになるために訓練を受けます。 今、私は年配の世代のシェフを紹介したいと思います。 あなたの前の卒業生とあなたの先生。 (Welcome to Totsuki Resort! For the next few days, you all will be training to become elite chefs. Now, I would like to introduce the chefs of the older generation. The graduates before you.. and your teachers.)

Y/N: What?

As they walk up, Zenji knew most of them. Their names were Kojiro Shinomya, Hinako Inui, Donato Gotoda, Fuyumi Mizuhara, Hitoshi Sekimori, and my inspiration to get in the kitchen, Gin Dojima!

These guys are elite of the elite. They were in the top one percent, and graduated Totsuki Academy.

Kojiro then pointed at a student and thank God it wasn't me.

Kojiro: こんにちは！ あなたはそこに、あなたは追放されています。 (Hey you! You there, you're expelled.)

Student 1: 何?! なぜ私は？ (What?! Why me?!)

Kojiro: あなたが着ているヘアスプレーはとても強いです私はここで道のように匂いがすることができます。 (The hair spray that you're wearing is so strong I can smell it from way over here.)

Student 1: ええ、 (Yeah, but-)

Kojiro: そのヘアスプレーはあなたの料理の香りを隠すことができませんでしたか？ (That hair spray could mask the smell of your cooking couldn't it?)

Student 1: まあ、i- (Well, I-)

Kojiro: 私はそれがどのようによく見たいと思うか知っていますが、あなたは顧客のニーズを考えなければならないでしょう。 だから私の視力を出す。 (I know how it feels to want to look good, but you've gotta think of the customer's needs. So get outta my sight.)

That student ran outta there and was never seen again. This guy Kojiro Shinomya is such a fucking perfectionist that it made me realized I need to stop wearing hair gel for a while.

Soon after the introductions and whatnot, we had to divide into groups and go into a class each. We all promised each other to meet back at the hotel lobby and talk to each other how it all went, but I know for a fact that I have to work hard.

If there's one piece of advice I'd give you, it's never piss your boss off. He could fire you in any job, whether it's being a chef or a construction worker.