Time passed rapidly, and a week seemed to have passed in the blink of an eye.
During this period, Damian always received the highest grades in practical classes, and he also had the opportunity to watch a Shokugeki.
During this week, Damian ran into Nene twice more in practical classes and once again in a theoretical class. The two sat together again.
Damian made a point of paying attention to Nene's condition, as she was coughing a lot.
All of Damian's attention made Nene a little embarrassed—he was taking care of her again.
It's worth mentioning, Nene had still not asked for Damian's number. On the other hand, Isshiki Satoshi had already gotten Damian's number during a theoretical class, although Damian blocked him almost immediately.
This pervert usually posts selfies wearing only an apron—with nothing underneath.
Damian, Rindō, and Momo had also become familiar with each other; now it was no longer unusual to see him walking or eating with both.
Today was Friday, and it was 5:00 p.m. At that time, Damian was sitting on the couch playing his guitar.
In addition to being a hobby, it was also a good way to train the flexibility of his fingers.
He was playing the theme song of one of the most famous games from his previous life: *The Last of Us*.
He had returned home alone today. Rindō had sent him a message earlier saying she had found the pan he wanted and would be back a little later. Since Rindō was the one in charge of dinner tonight, Damian was quite relaxed.
(*No matter how much time passes, I still enjoy this song.*) Damian thought as he kept playing.
As he played, he heard the sound of the door opening.
"I'm back!" Rindō called out as she entered, followed by Momo.
Damian stopped playing, turned his head, and said warmly, "Welcome back."
"What were you playing? I didn't recognize that melody," Rindō said as she approached Damian and looked at the guitar.
"Well, you could say it's something I used to play in my free time," Damian replied with a smile.
"Play it again!" Rindō asked.
"Of course, but before that—didn't you send a message saying you'd found the pan?" Damian asked.
"Oh! Right! Here's the pan you wanted!"
"The size is perfect. Thanks, Rindō." Damian took the pan and smiled when he saw that it was exactly what he had asked for.
"You don't have to thank me! But if you really want to thank me... Tomorrow is Saturday, we don't have class, and I don't have to clean, so... you know..."
Damian smiled as he understood.
"All right."
"Yes! You told me and Momo to go to sleep when it was getting to the best part! I've been thinking about it all day!"
"Changing the subject... How exactly are you going to use this pan? You do know you can't cook with it unless you polish and remove all the rust, right?"
Momo also sat next to Bucchi.
"Yeah, and since it's hard to find this kind of pan at Tōtsuki, it took a long time to get it..."
"Then I'll just say this… If you two stay up too late or don't get out of bed on time, I'll use this pan for... Bang! Got it?"
Momo covered his head, and Rindō also shouted warily, "Don't do that! That'll kill us!"
"Eh? Rindō, aren't you a divine beast?"
"You're the one who's a divine beast!" she shouted.
"Hey! That reminds me, you're becoming really famous," she said with a smile as Damian picked up the guitar again and started playing.
"As far as I know, I haven't done anything that deserves that much attention," Damian said.
The sound of the melody echoed through the room, making Momo and Rindō relax without realizing it.
"'The strongest transfer student in history'—that's what they're calling you."
"Your grades in practical classes are always perfect, and no matter what the dish is—whether or not it's your specialty—your preparation speed is supernatural."
"I heard some of the freshmen are already calling you the 'Lightning Chef' because of your speed and dexterity in the kitchen."
(*What kind of Chunibyo title is that?!*) Damian thought, nearly missing one of the notes.
"I just wanted to quietly take my grades and..." Damian sighed.
"That's exactly the problem, Damian—grade A is the highest! Some teachers said that if there were a grade higher than A, they'd give it to you," Rindō sighed.
"Whether you like it or not, you've become really famous at Tōtsuki, Damia-chan," Momo said.
"Ahh ~ What a pain..." Damian sighed again.
(*Okay, that was frighteningly similar to Jotaro...*) Rindō thought.
"Anyway, at the end of the month, the Tōtsuki Friendship and Rapport Training Camp starts. I'm sure you'll get great scores in the evaluations," Rindō said as she leaned against the couch.
"Tōtsuki Friendship and Rapport Training Camp... This'll be interesting..." Damian laughed, remembering what that event was all about.
"I feel like you're planning to do something absurd..." Rindō said as she looked at Damian.
Damian waved his hand and said, "It's nothing. I just want to have a little fun."
Momo hugged Bucchi and whispered, "His words just made it sound even more absurd..."
"What?" Damian said, surprised.
Rindō waved her hand and said, "Forget it. Let's leave that topic for later. I'll make dinner! I want to finish watching the season today!"
"Remember not to stay up too late."
"He'll be fine!" ×2
After Rindō left, Momo said softly, "Damian, I've always been curious—why don't you want to become one of the Elite Ten already?"
"The answer to that is simple, Momo. I don't want to get stuck with paperwork and lose the chance to enjoy my time here. Plus, I'm really interested in the Autumn Selection," Damian replied.
"Damia-chan, I think you might not get the chance to participate in the Autumn Selection."
Damian froze for a moment and asked with some hesitation, "Why?"
"Your performance is too high. All the teachers already know a lot about your skills. You could become one of the Elite Ten right now if you wanted. In that case, who would you compete against? Probably veterans from the second or third year..." Momo said.
"Are you sure?" Damian asked.
"Yes, but I believe you'll be able to handle it," Momo said as she squeezed Bucchi in her arms.
"Since you're putting so much faith in me, I can't let you down, can I?" Damian smiled and unconsciously placed his hand on Momo's head.
"Hm..." Momo lowered her head, not rejecting Damian's touch.
If you looked a little closer, you'd see her face had turned red.
(End of Chapter)
Give me some power stones there you go~😉