A Hunters Heart

Let X me X cook

The clock in the middle of the building's wall showed 12 a.m. Simultaneously, the big doors opened with an uncomfortable creak, making a shiver run down my spine.

'Someone gotta oil these doors'

I had to stand on my toes to see what was going on inside. Behind the doors, a slim woman, wearing denim shorts and a mesh top combined with a black bra, sat on a chair, her legs crossed over each other. Her smile and fun blue hair made her look like a nice lady.

Behind her was the source of the weird grumbling noises that we heard earlier-it was the stomach of a huge man sitting behind her, indicating how hungry he is.

"Okay, listen up, applicants!" The woman gained our attention with her powerful voice.

"The second phase is... cooking!"

Most of the guys were surprised or even annoyed by this information. I was surprised too, but in a good way. Back home, I always had to cook for me and my aunt Ima. She always said that it's important to learn these basic life skills. But I know for a fact that she's just too lazy to do it herself.

"We're gourmet hunters. I'm Menchi, and this is Buhara," she pointed at the man behind her, "so you will have to cook something good to satisfy our hunger!"

Gon, who was also standing on his toes next to me, had a confused look on his face. "Gourmet hunters? What's that?"

"They are hunters who travel the world in pursuit of rare cuisine and exotic food," I explained. "They are often world-class chefs themselves, so I don't think that they would be satisfied with anything less than perfect."

"You seem to know a lot," Killua pointed out.

"Yeah, my aunt has told me about all sorts of hunters!"

Gon got curious. "What kind of hunter is she?"

"A crime hunter. I think that's pretty self-explanatory."

Our attention went back to the judges.

Menchi began explaining to us how the test would play out.

"You'll have to cook a meal for Buhara, if he is satisfied, then you will cook a meal for me. You'll pass when both of us are satisfied."

'So we have to cook twice. Let's see what kind of meals they want from us...'

Buhara seemed to be thinking while rubbing his stomach, "I want..."

"...Roast pork"

'Hmm, I don't cook pork that often, but it should be pretty easy'

"I don't care which kind of pork, as long as it's from the Biska Woods!" he informed us.

Menchi uncrossed her legs and clapped her hands together. "Let the second phase...BEGIN!"

Everyone began running, searching the whole forest for pigs.

'They didn't give us a time limit... At least there won't be any pressure on us,' I thought to myself while scanning the place for any animals, not forgetting to watch the other participants to see if they had found something.