178 BLUE - A GUN!!

[Now, you have been split into 3 groups, and the ones here are from the same group.] A man with a speaker was walking in front of the students [The first trial of the first gate will start soon.]

"Oh! the four of us are in the same group, huh?" Takumi looked at his group of friends, normally, they always get divided, guess he got used to Totsuki's scheme of never letting friends be in the same group.

"It's the same." Alexander shrugged his shoulder

[First allow me to explain to you your winning condition, which is only one condition...] the man said. [You must produce a dish that satisfies your judge's taste to make it through the first gate, any less than that and you will be disqualified.] The man pushed his sunglasses [This elder here will be your judge.] Gesturing for the incoming elderly man in the wheelchair, he smiled. The old man was half bald, his eyes were dead as a fish and his expression was grim. His mere presence gives a creepy vibe.

The participants were surprised, this is a first for them, never in their lives have they been judges by a dying man.

[This a veteran Noir Chef, he was living in Japan as his base of operations. We have asked him to come today out of the hospital and be your judge. Create a dish that is fit to be his last supper...This is your task.]

Alexander looked at the old man and frowned "Last supper?... The old man is dying? cancer maybe?" Alexander mumbled.

"Well...Something is off about that old man." Takumi said while eying the old man like an eagle as he bowed to a statue mistaking it for the bookmaster.

"Whatever he may be, we just need to make him a dish to pass. Don't waste your time on him." Alice sighed and took out her knife.

"Nothing wrong with that too." Alexander smiled and took out his knife after her. "But where are our ingredients?" he asked.

[Ah! yes, the use of personal ingredients is strictly forbidden. That cold trailers behind you they have everything you need, you have two hours.] The speaker said.

"Alright." Alexander ent to the trailer and looked for something to start with. Something light but delicious. The old man will be doing a lot of eating.

As Alexander was observing the ingredients, someone came from behind him and hit his shoulder. "Move, pretty boy." The sonic haired Noir Chef from earlier moved past Ace with a mocking smirk "Seriously, you Light chefs are nothing but book cooking chefs, you have no creativity, the likes of you don't deserve to stand on the same stage as us Noir Chefs." He said giving Alexander the middle finger.

Deciding not to take it from him, Alexander mushed sonic's face and slammed his face on the trailer's wall almost breaking his skull and making a dent in the wall. "A veteran chef, huh? then I think he would be more interested in old school style food." Alexander got his ingredients and left the trailer.

One Alexander goy out, a guard came to see what that loud noise from before was and saw sonic down with blood on his face "Oi! you, why is this man bleeding?" he asked Alexander.

"Eh? ah yes, I saw him trying to lift that big box and his hands slipped, he hit his face on the wall. I didn't know he was bleeding." Alexander smiled and just left like that to cook not giving a chance to the guard to speak with him. All the guard could do is take Alexander's words and help the man out. His wound is not dangerous so he will be okay.

Alexander passed by his brother and saw him glaring at the old man who was throwing [Fail] papers on the chefs that didn't satisfy him intensely "What's wrong?" he asked.

"Something is not right...what do you mean last supper?" Soma sounded so pissed as if someone insulted his mother.

"It is what it is." Alexander said nonchalantly. Alexander took out his ingredients and placed them on the table.

Alice and Takumi too had started to make the best they can, they too reached the conclusion of making something familiar to the older generation but of course with their own personal touch.

What Alexander was making was an old fashioned Pot Roast with potatoes, carrots, and onions. Though, normally this dish takes from 2h,15m to 2h, 30m; Alexander was able to do it under the 2hs mark with the help of the special Heating technique of annealing to reduce stress and allowing the meat to soften.

"This will do." Having put some effort into his dish, Alexander was satisfied after tasting it. He took his dish and stood behind one student who was yelled at and failed. The pro guy ran away crying making Alexander cring.

*sniff* *sniff*" The old man sniffed the arms coming from the pot in Alexander's hands and his eyes widened "Boy..come closer." the old man said.

Alexander smiled and put his pot in front of him "kukuku~intrested? this is my Pot Roast. The best thing you will ever taste." Alexander said with confidence.

"Huh! youngers these days are happy with whatever they can cook and call it the best." The old man smirked darkly "Be prepared, you will pay for your words if this is not on the level you say it is."

Alexander smiled and shook his head "Just shut up and eat." He said. The old man smiled, he liked his guts and took a fork and a knife to judge his dish. As soon as the meat entered his mouth, as if the world has gone blank. He was standing in an old warehouse with his old military uniform. The door opened and a very familiar man came out.

"Oi, Heigoro, you came, come inside, If you impressed the people inside, they can take care of your career as an underground chef." the man said.

Heigoro remembered this scene, this is where everything started, a treasured memory that he will never forget. His hands started trembling, he wanted to walk inside again to experience everything one more. But then everything went blank and he opened his eyes to see Alexander's smug expression. He smiled and reached behind him.

"You..." Suddenly he pulled a gun and pointed it at Alexander. Alexander was shocked and out of instinct he took out his twin guns and pointed them at Heigoro.

"Eh?" Heigoro's eyes widened.

"Eh?" Alexander tilted his face.

"Ha!!" The guard screamed in shock with their jaws on the floor.

"R-relax, its just a toy gun." Heigoro took back his gun and fired it in another direction letting out Confetti and a part that says [You Pass].

"Idiot!" Takumi said from behind him.

"Or as they say in Spain...idiota," Alice added with a tired gaze. Really? a gun? in the examination area? all she could do is hope he is not arrested.

Soma starred at his brother with his eyes threatening to pope off their sockets.

"What? is that it? you scared me! thank you for your judgment." Alexander smiled happily and took back his guns and put them behind him. He walked to the gate not minding anyone.

"WAIT THE FUCK UP!!! WHY DO YOU HAVE A GUN?!!" The guards shouted as they surrounded Alexander "Give us that gun!" their leader said.

"C'mon, its for self-protection!" Alexander retired.

"Weapons are prohibited. And you pointed two at the judge."

"But he pulled one on me, it was just reflex!" Alexander presented his argument, I mean...who wouldn't do what he has done if they have a gun.

Heigoro looked at Alexander and laughed out loud "Yaah! for years, never once did my heart skip a beat until today!" he said before waving his hand at the guards "Let him go. It was my fault for taking a gun at him." He said.

"But sir..." The guard said.

"I have spoken." Heigoro's old expression changed to that of a demon showing his days in the army are not for the titles only as he scared the poor guards with his mere pressure.

Alexander looked at the old man and shook his head "Weird old man." He said.

Hearing him, every chef present here sweatdropped including the Noir Chefs 'NO ONE IS WEIRDER THAN YOU!!' they thought.

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