A Mortal God Accepts the Perfect Girl's Love (A Saiki and Teruhashi Fanfiction )

Cooking Class turned to Competition?

POV: Saiki Kusuo

I usually never care about home economics class, but once again I heard that they are making dessert so I'm giving everything I got. And once again,

T: Let's try and make the best dessert, Saiki-kun.

I'm grouped with Kokomi. The other two grouped with us are Kaido and Mera-san.

K: Yosh, lets do it!

M: Can't wait to ea-I mean make some food.

Well, at least it'll be a normal day.

Matsuzaki Sensei: Alright, time to start class.

Why is he still a home economics teacher, and why is his apron more pink and full of bowties?

MS: I still don't know how to make dessert, but I still got the recipe. So you can begin.

T: Since I've been learning how to cook from Mom, I'm going to make a cake that'll blow your socks off.

S: I'm also making cake for myself, you don't have to make some for me.

T: You don't want to eat the cake I made?

S: I've eaten everything you made since you visited. I don't gain weight, but I hope you realize I've been eating more than usual.

T: Can you even cook?

S: I can, I just don't.

T: Then how about a little contest?

S:...We're doing this again?

T: You don't want to?

S: I prefer to eat my dessert with leisure.

A short silence happened between us before Kokomi continued.

T: Are you scared that I'll do better than you?

She's taunting me now.

S: Not really.

T: Kusuo come on, it'll be fun. I also want to eat your cooking.

She gave up quickly.

S: My cooking isn't anything special.

T: But you're special to me.

I sighed.

S: Fine.

T: Yay! If we're going to have a little contest, we probably shouldn't share the same table.

She walks to the table next to us that has Takahashi-san and his friends.

T: Excuse me, Takahashi-kun.

Takahashi: Oh...Teruhashi-san.

T: Do you mind if I borrow your table for a bit?

Ta: O-of course!

Don't you have to make dessert as well?

K: Where is Teruhashi-san going?

M: She said she wanted to make some special cake so she wanted some extra room.

Nice cover up. They witness Kokomi and I staring each other down. 

K: Interesting.

M: What is?

K: I sense a battle afoot. A battle of culinary skill and prowess.