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Hi! :D do you think you could do a fluff akira x reader or a soma x reader? either is fine and the plots up to you! ☺️

❝a little taste of heaven❞

synopsis : They had no clue they’d concentrate on something else than cooking by joining Tōtsuki Culinary Academy, but here you are..

pairing : Akira Hayama, Soma Yukihira x genderneutral!reader •— Food Wars

tw : None, simple fluff

word count : 2980~ words

author-note : The fact that I haven’t received any notification for this request.. and many others. I’m so, so sorry. I have like 8 requests in my ask box that I’ve never been aware of ? Thank you Tumblr 💀 I did both, in a sort of pitiful excuse 😭 Thank you for requesting, I hope you’re doing okay 💗 (first time writing for Food Wars I’m so excited !! Not proofread tho, sorry for the mistakes in advance !!) take care of yourself ♡

AKIRA HOYOMA has always been faithful to cooking. To Jun’s orders and advices. To people’s boundaries. He never crossed a line, always being focused. One day, as usual, he went into Erina’s office. His brows completly furrowed when he saw your form, fingertips grazing against the spines of the library old books. Who were you ? You weren't supposed to be here. Didn’t Hisako tell you that this office was private ? He opened his mouth to question you, but you turned to face him before he could even form words. His jaw tightened, fists clenching, but unfortunately, much to his own disbelief, no sound erupted from his mouth - and the sweet, polite smile adorning your face was nearly making him feel dizzy. Uneasy. An uncomfortable silence filled the room, so you broke the silence with a fake cough.

“Nice to meet you, uh..”, you said, in a weak attempt to get him to introduce himself. His piercing gaze was enough of an answer, and you gulped. “I’m looking for Erina, perhaps you’ve seen her ?”

“No.”

“Oh. Okay”. You’re immediately confronted by a loud and weird silence again. He seemed.. rather friendly - ironically, of course. After some minutes, Erina walked into the office, raising two suspicious eyebrows at the, well, kind of cringe atmosphere of the room.

“Akira, what did you do to my guest ? Y/N, I’m sorry, did he make you uncomfortable by any chance ?”, she asked, walking towards your form.

“No, don’t worry. He’s nice,” you lied, teeth clenched together. You flashed her a bright smile, that Erina reciprocated fondly; she glared at Akira, fully aware of his cold demeanor, especially to strangers. His intimidating tendencies were definitely not working right now, especially not on Erina.

“I have some things to discuss with Y/N, Akira. Can you leave us alone for a moment ?”

“Yeah, right. Sorry.”

AKIRA HOYOMA quickly left the office, feeling a bit nauseous - he didn’t know why, but he had a weird feeling in his stomach, and he felt like his head was burning. He wandered in the corridors until he crossed Soma’s path. He smirked, a teasing glint in his eyes as he watched his white-haired rival with amusement.

“Wow, Akira. Are you sick ? You’ve never been this red.”

Akira tsk-ed, hurrying to the bathroom. He stared at his reflection in the mirror, completely taken-aback. He was, indeed, a bit red. Cheeks flushed, the tip of his ears were blazing, his breathe hitched at his own view; what was happening ? He was sure he was okay this morning. Perhaps it was you. He scoffed at the thought, washing his face with cold and refreshing water before leaving the bathroom. He never saw you before. Were you from here ? He found himself looking for you in the corridors all day, sighing at the end of the day when he realized he haven’t seen you. He was still embarrassed of the awkward silence that filled the room earlier - and he blamed himself for it. He should’ve been more welcoming.

AKIRA HOYOMA, 5 or 6 days after the incident, noticed strands of hair walking past him; they were looking similar to yours, so he turned around. You were walking alongside Hisako, laughing at one of her comments. Hisako looked at Akira and waved.

“Oh, hey ! I was searching for you. Erina needs my help, could you show Y/N the different classrooms in the other building ? I’m coming back as fast as I can !”

She didn’t let him answer as she walked away already. You sighed. It could’ve been anybody, but no, it was this guy. It wasn’t like you hated him - he was just straight-off rude.

“If you don’t want to, I don’t blame you. I can-”

“Come on, we don’t have all day.”, he added, cutting you off without even looking at you. You rolled your eyes, giving him a small smile, hoping it’ll help to ease the atmosphere. Spoiler alert, it didn’t.

The walk inside the cooking classes building was awfully quiet. Not a word was shared - except the little presentation he did of each room, his tone as cold as ice. You nearly shivered.

“Are you always this rude ?”, you asked with a sincere curiosity, "I mean. I’m not telling you to be the friendliest guy but..”

“I’m not rude.”

“You literally refused to give me your name earlier.”

“Akira Hoyoma. That’s all you need to know about me.”

And after this small interaction, Hisako came back. A small feeling of warm in his chest quickly regretted his lack of sympathy towards your person, and he felt like a douchebag for not even apologizing properly. He stopped in his tracks, opening his mouth to call you, but you were already gone with Hisako.

AKIRA HOYOMA was fully conscious of the “issue”. Time passed, and days after days, he grew more open to you. Not completely of course - but he was slowly accepting your presence in his group of "friends"; actually, enjoying a lot more your alone time together in class. He was secretly happy you two had been paired together. You tried to crack some jokes to make him laugh or at least, to make him smile, but it failed every single time. When you finally did it, a slight smile on his face and a “you’re the dumbest person I’ve ever seen in this school, I’m trying to concentrate, stop distracting me”, you beamed. He never saw a smile so radiant, so ethereal and yet so delicious to look at. A true bundle of sunshine at its finest. His cheeks heated up and he forthwithly focused on the plate you two were supposed to prepare. He would die to see this smile again - he wanted to be the reason you were smiling that way in the first place.

AKIRA HOYOMA was fully conscious of the situation. Time passed, and months after months, he grew more fond of you. So when he saw you eating one of Soma’s plates again, smiling at him with all your teeth and laughing at his antics - he was mad, as per say. His jaw tightened, fists clenching, but unfortunately, much to his own disbelief, no sound erupted from his mouth; it felt like the first time he ever saw you. A fiery and fervent emotion bubbling in his chest as he made his way to you. He grabbed your wrist and dragged you outside the kitchen, closing the door to have some “privacy” (in a empty corridor of Tōtsuki High, though). You were completely unfazed by his behavior usually, since you were used to his (sometimes) weird demeanor for the several months you two spent together as friends, but right now, his silence grew quieter, and you were worried. And for this only one time, he broke the stillness.

“You’re a distraction. I meant it. I’m hoping everyday to see you, to feel you near me. Is it out-of-place to say that ? You brought me a warmth that I never experienced - and I don’t want to let that go. Don’t eat this idiot’s food, you know you deserve well better than that. Let me show you how you should be treated, Y/N. Please. Let me show you how I feel about you.”

AKIRA HOYOMA’s words couldn’t describe the high spirits that invaded his heart when he realized you were wearing your signature warm smile, just for him. You took the hand that was grabbing your wrist in yours, intertwining your fingers.

“Here. Maybe you’re not as rude as I thought you were.”

SOMA YUKIHIRA tried to give you hints. But you weren’t getting it. Teasing you all the time, small compliments here and there, spending quality time with you. Unfortunately, you were always running away from him, a small pout on his lips as he chased after you. It wasn’t because of his awful mixes; when you two were together, in a somewhat romantic moment, and he was ready to confess to you, there was, no matter what, a disturbance. Whatever actually, a teacher coming in the classroom, Ikumi or Megumi; and you immediately backed off. He couldn’t help but sigh, his efforts ruined, but could he really blame you ? His yellowish eyes drowned so easily into yours, so he just smiled and bit back his disappointment, glaring at the disturbance with a vague hatred, that was rather scary, to be honest.

“Don’t chop it that way, it takes too much time.”

“Then show me, sir,”, you answered with a slight smirk, knife in your hand.

“Anything for you, ma’am.”

His devilish grin was addictive, really; you loved the small moments spent together in the classroom kitchen, but insecurity was always catching up with you, pulling you into abysses you prayed you'd never see again. Your worries faded away when you felt him behind you, caging you between his toned body and the kitchen countertop. His hands slided on top of yours, gently gesturing you how to cut the vegetables in a “more efficient way”; truly, it was an excuse to touch you. A comfortable silence filled the room, the sound of sliced and chopped foodstuffs echoing on the sunbathed walls. He kept his teasing to himself, deciding to enjoy this small moment of shared intimacy; he felt his head heating up at your warm breath fanning on his neck. He stopped his movements, locking eyes with you. The world seemed like it stopped itself; he leaned downwards to kiss you, his hands still on yours, your head turned to face his-

Until someone snapped him out of it. Erina opened the doors of the kitchen brutally without even knocking - he cursed under his breath, blaming her for this ruined opportunity to finally show you what he truly felt.

“Look who’s there. Giving lessons to average students, now, Yukihira ? I didn’t think you were into charity-stuff.”, Erina smirked, not even shooting you a glance. You backed off from Soma, already fed-up by her condescending behavior.

“Erina.. what a pleasure. Always coming in due course,” Soma answered with a forced smile, anger running through his veins.

“I was searching for you, actually, Yukihira. Well, not me, but Takumi was. He wants to have a contest with you again, and I’ll be the judge.”

“Uh. Sure. Can Y/N come too ? I-”

“It’s a private contest.”, she immediately urged to add, “Between the three of us. Now, come on, I have other things to attend to.”

Erina walked off, and Soma followed her with a sigh, giving you an apologizing, awkward chuckle. You knew better, but you just smiled, murmuring a small “good luck”, as you saw him leave.

Her little crush on Soma was unbelievable; you wanted to tear the stupid grin plastered on her features so bad. Technically, yes, you were jealous. She was always shattering his plates with critics, giving prideful advices, even if he didn’t need it. And he was still cooking for her, working all the goddamn time to satisfy her “god’s tongue” and her insatiable appetite. For him, ironically. And Soma was terribly clueless; not noticing her taking a liking in this little game. Or maybe he was not ? Maybe you were a second choice - and Erina was first. She was always first. You weren’t the type to envy others, but right now.. you sat down next to the window frame, staring at her proximity with Soma from afar. It was eating you alive; the abyss you were so afraid of was most likely, a warm embrace in comparison of your sinking heart.

SOMA YUKIHIRA felt that something was off. You were ignoring him like a plague, switching seats and changing class pairings. He knew he fucked up, but what did he do exactly ? Oh right. You were jealous. Because last time, he left you alone to join Erina and Takumi in a contest that he obviously won. Now, he was facing the cold-shoulder treatment, and his teasing wasn’t helping anymore. Yet, he’d still try to talk to you, but you were walking past him without a word; your eyes filled with sorrow. Or you were faking a smile, trying to make up an excuse and leaving. He wanted to beat himself up; because he was the one who put you in that state in the first place. It was his mistake, and he knew it. But why were you feeling that way ? He tried to talk about it to Takumi - he was a gentleman after all, he’d definitely know.

“You did what ?”

“I mean- I didn’t know it’d be an issue. I always did that and they never said anything about it.”

“Soma, are you seriously this dumb ? You’re leaving them to hang out with the Nakiri Erina and you’re seriously thinking that they won’t be insecure ?”

“Why would they be ? They’re literally the most beautiful and caring person ever. There’s nothing to envy in Erina.. Plus, I’m not hanging out with her. She’s the one who’s coming at the worst times.”, he stated, genuinely dumbfounded by his friend’s words. It was the truth, though; she interrupted you two when Soma was nearly kissing you.

“Soma. Think about it just for a moment- you told me you liked them, yeah ? And when you’re with them, and Erina walks in, you leave to follow her. They must think they’re a second choice or something. Please, you can’t be this oblivious.”

And then, he realized. Realizing the hints he gave you were nothing compared to his acts. His face in his hands as his elbows rested on the countertop, what should he do now ? Apologizing, yeah, but it wasn’t enough. He longed for your touch, and craved for your pardon. The next day, he searched for you in the Polar Star Dormitory, everywhere. When he finally spotted you, he opened the door of your bedroom without even asking. You yelped in surprise.

“What the hell ? Soma-”

“You’re the only one I want to be with. The one I want to dedicate my cooking to. I thought I made it clear. I’m sorry for my behavior. Erina is nothing for me, and she’s not even coming close to your ankle- look, I fucked up, I know. But I promise, you mean everything to me.”, he bluntly said, not giving you a second to breathe.

“And what are you gonna do the next time she’s gonna walk into us ? Hide me shamefully ? I-”

But he cut you off again, one hand stroking your cheek. He lifted your chin, in order to make you look at him.

“I’ll simply say that I’m taken by the prettiest and smartest person around. How does that sound ?”

He leaned, and this time, he wasn’t going to back off, with or without somebody walking in.

“Maybe I can show you who I’m talking of, baby,”

He smirked, your worries vanishing instantly in his yellow orbs. A kiss sounded good after all.

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clarythericebot · 1 year

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NO THEY GAVE HIM THE SOFT EYES

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this is how that scene went right

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SouMegu, the Shinomiya Arc, and what if it wasn't love?

Gosh I will write metas about these two for anything.

Anyway.

Because I ship them together, I'm tempted (and hey, I do) read into the first Shinomiya arc of the series, wherein Soma decides to throw his goals and education and reputation at risk in order to help Megumi win her position in Totsuki back. This is very important because he never does this ever again with anyone in the series. (Yes, he takes up challenges that helps others, but never again for the sake of another person, really; it is always to do with some form of ideology in cooking.)

In this one, singular act in the first season, he decides to bet it all for the specific, articulated purpose of helping his best friend (and if his outright saying it wasn't enough, he flashbacks to everything he'd gone through with her right before he gets angry and makes that challenge to Shinomiya). And he loses.

Here is how that episode ends: Him slamming his fist against the wall, muttering "I lost, I lost" over and over again. He genuinely expected to win. Even though Doujima's commentary makes the audience see this positively - what all of us need is the gall of daring to hope we can succeed - this crushing disappointment also bespeaks that he never actually thought he'd have to give everything up for this one person. If he did, would he have been willing to make that sacrifice?

My shipping heart would like to think yes. Megumi was his best friend. Of course he would, and the fact that he was willing to do this for her shows that she's special.

But the fact that he extricates himself from the solely personal problems of others from here on out tells a slightly different story.

I think Soma is genuinely a selfless and kind character (look how sweet he was to Hisako when he encouraged her to go back to Erina), but the Shinomiya arc finally slapped him with the stakes of what he's undertaken. He's willing to fail miserably and succeed gloriously for the sake of advancing his cooking - he's always known that - but is he willing to lose everything just for potentially helping another person? The answer, it looks like, is no.

So his way of getting around that is justifying every potentially selfless match as something to do with cooking--whether it's about ideology (Mimasaka) or finally defeating them and getting them to admit that his cooking is delicious (Hayama and Erina). In fact, when Erina's grandfather asks Soma to save Erina, he tells him flippantly, "It has nothing to do with me." He only promises to continue on his quest to make Erina admit his cooking delicious.

What does this all mean? Well, this argument--Soma never actually gets to the crux of the show, even as he professes it. The secret to good cooking is to do it for someone that you love. Devote everything you have to one person. He does this so early on in the series with the Shinomiya arc, but he didn't really grasp the totality of what it meant until its end and everything might've been taken away from him. So, interestingly, what his take-away from all this is a subtle form of ruthlessness; not nearly as cruel as any of the characters we face, but it is more damaging than one might expect.

The ending of Season 5, I think, is proof enough of that. If he was doing this ultimately for Erina, he would've been happy that she got what she wanted--her mom to approve of cooking, to find the joy of it again. That s the ultimate goal.

But no--he is the same as he was at the end of that battle in season one, only fixating to onto his failure to the point that it's unhealthy. Second Place in Blue doesn't matter to him, and neither does helping one of his friends reconcile with her family. Joichiro, his father, tells Soma he approves of his ability and that he will allow him to take over the restaurant and it doesn't matter to him. He literally cuts himself off from his friends without warning and travels abroad so he can hone the skills he things are desperately inadequate. It's played for comedy, but it's not funny. And it's the farthest thing from triumphant.

I like Soma's growth mind set--his belief that anyone can improve and get better and do the impossible, with enough work and creativity. But the shadow to that is if I didn't win, it's not good enough, and if it's not good enough, I need to work even harder, even harder than I had before, even if I have to leave a place that I've grown to love, even if I have to sacrifice it all in the altar of cooking. I honestly have to wonder where the line is for Soma between it's not good enough and I'm not good enough. That's never explored, though, and I think that's a pity, considering that a recurrent criticism I've seen of season 5 is his lack of internal development.

But here's the thing--such a mindset would require him to care about someone so deeply he is willing to lose the battle to win the war. He doesn't really have that in the series, and problematically the series seems to want to keep him as an (ironically) static idol of self-improvement.

Wouldn't such a development have been fascinating and foreshadowed, though? In that first arc, we meet a chef that is burned out. That's tired. That's why Megumi's dish touched Shinomiya so much--even though it was imperfect, he still felt the care she put into this dish, and that assessment is literally against what Totsuki stands for. Perfection is what a make dish good. Seeing the face of the chef, and all that. How does love make anything better?

But it does. And it snaps Shinomiya out of his rut.

Would that mean, then, that Megumi is the secret to getting Soma out of his? Imagine a Soma that was allowed to circle back--to realize in the end what he instinctively did at the beginning; that he is willing to put everything on the line for a person that he loves, not just to impress or defeat them, but to help them, to give them joy. Imagine a Soma that is willing to enjoy both his victories and his losses, knowing that throughout both he is loved all the same.

59 notes - Posted February 15, 2022

The Guardian

As heartbreaking as this fact may be, they cannot do this for all the sick children.

The child must be the perfect mixture of sleepy and awake; innocent enough to still believe in wondrous things and lucid enough to know they are not dreaming, that they are being trusted with a precious secret they must keep for however long they have left. Delilah only has three days.

That night, the guardian – the title they have come to know themself over the years – bundles Delilah’s frail body in the wheelchair and whisks her out into the hall.

“Is it another surgery?” the ten-year-old mumbles. Two years ago, the girl threw screaming fits at the thought of going under the knife, and her parents made a point of reassuring her and promising her treats and rewards weeks well in advance. These past few months, that ritual had been thrown out into the wind. There had been far too many emergency operations, and by now, Delilah was used to it.

“No, child,” they say. “You’re far past need of that now.”

Delilah doesn’t hear their voice catch. “Good,” she sighs as she sinks into the metal seat. It can’t be the most comfortable space, but the guardian understands that at this point, almost nowhere feels comfortable. The place they are taking her is perhaps the final one, in this life, that pain cannot completely follow. Delilah tugs at their sleeve. “Can I take a nap?”

“In a while. I have something to show you.” They point to the end of the low-lit corridor. “Do you see that door?”

“The door to the exit?” Delilah blinks and sits up. “No, wait, that’s different. That’s…” She frowns. “I’ve never seen it before.”

“I should hope not. I only put it there a minute ago.”

“You can’t just put doors-“

“I can.”

The guardian says it with so much authority that Delilah twists to look at them. Her lips form a small oh. “I’ve never seen you before, either,” she says.

“You haven’t.”

“But I thought you were my favorite nurse.”

“Why?”

“You sound just like her. No—you feel just like her. And my parents, too. You feel like whenever they give me a hug.”

“Is ‘safe’ the word you are a looking for?” they offer.

“Yes.”

“I am safe. Even though I’m not your nurse, I am your friend.” That hadn’t always been the case, of course. There was a time long ago when they were far from a friend of any human. But that no longer matters. “I want to show you something through that door. It’s the world that I came from.”

“You’re not from around here?”

“No.”

“I guess I should’ve figured. What are you waiting for?”

“Your permission, Delilah.” For the second time in five minutes, the girl’s mouth rounds in surprise. “Will you allow me to take you through the door? The decision is entirely up to you.”

It will probably be the last decision entirely up to her. They want to give Delilah that.

“Yes,” the young girl says. Then, belatedly: “Please.”

_ _ _

On the other side, the world is made of light.

When they first brought children here – Adrian, the first one, had been shaking with tremors even when his eyes were wide saucers of excitement – they were afraid that the shift between worlds would destroy the children’s already precarious health immediately. It is so different from their universe made of mud and blood and soil; here, essence is stripped bare and free to float along. Galaxies can be experienced with a single touch; so can oceans of anger, clouds of love, flights of whimsy. A lifetime’s worth of marvels—that’s what they wanted to give.

Why they had been willing to risk it.

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hariansoutaku · 2 years

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Wtf is everyone fighting over SouEri or TakuMegu. Ok i'll show you the rights :

Souma x Takumi

Erina x Megumi

Alice x Hisako

Ryo x Hayama

Asahi x Tsukasa

Isshiki x Kuga

Isami x Ikumi

Nene x Rindou

Ibusaki x Marui

Ryoko x Yuki

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misfitmiska · 2 years

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Shipruary day 16: Hisaeri (Erina x Hisako)

I meant to post this yesterday oops— ^^’

I will forever be bitter that they didn’t become canon, but hey, us shippers are used to this sort of thing… :’)

#shipruary #food wars #shokugeki no soma #erina nakiri #hisako arato #hisaeri #erina x hisako #hisako x erina #also known as me queerbaiting myself again #art

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justminawrites · 2 years

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Food Wars!: Shokugeki No Soma Ending 2 Analysis

This post is just a general analysis of why Shokugeki No Soma’s Ending 2: Sacchan no Sexy Curry is clearly a reference to the existing relationship between the series’ main female lead Nakiri Erina, and her girlfriend loyal secretary Arato Hisako.

Purely going off aesthetics, this is one of the few intro or outro songs in the series where the main protagonist, Yukihira Soma, is almost never seen or featured; instead the song begins with Erina traversing through a field of tiny white flowers on thin stems, which look awfully similar to Achillea millefolium, i.e. Yarrow flowers.

Yarrow has traditionally long been associated with healing, new beginnings and more recently, love. It also has strong ties to Chinese Traditional Medicine, this is interesting since Hisako’s specialty is medicinal cooking.

Most likely, this was done to symbolise the beginning of Erina’s redemption arc where she learns to let people in through her interactions with the main cast (possibly foreshadowing her seeking refuge at Polar Star) of the anime. What I found particularly interesting, however, was how she passed by everyone else and only stopped at the end, where Hisako was standing and waiting for her. This alludes to Hisako being the only person she can rely on– the only constant in Erina’s life.

This is followed by a series of moments that these two spend together - cooking, playing, bathing - all of which we see through the eyes of one very stir crazy Sadatsuka Nao, further fortifying the previous argument that these two are always together, regardless of the occasion, and might even be one another’s only friends, prior to the anime beginning.

This already holds enough evidence of a special relationship between the two, but now let’s go on to take a look at the lyrics of the song itself.

The first two lines literally translate to the following:

Dicing up the springtime with a silver knife, Which flavour of boredom did I dine on today?

It goes without saying that this is a clear reference to Erina’s God Tongue ability, due to which new tastes quickly lose their lustre, and the countless gourmet tastings she’s been subjected to since she was a child. Following that:

In a remote place like this, I was so happy to finally meet, Someone stronger than me.

“In a remote place like this,” relates to Erina’s period of isolation after her mother fled and her father was exiled, once she’d only just been rescued by her grandfather. Only after this did she meet Hisako.

We played with the same toys, separately - Days of gaining experience points and levelling up! I even achieved my own unique finishing move, But I'm still unable to fight...

After Hisako’s humiliating defeat at the Autumn Elections we get a glimpse into the lives of Erina and Hisako when they were younger. In the anime, they make it a point to emphasise how there was noticeable distance between them, even as children, and how Erina wanted nothing more than to close said distance, but was bound by her societal role to accept things as they were.

The chorus then went on to say:

Don't grow up, Sacchan! Don't dye your hair brown, Sacchan! Don't get a boyfriend, Sacchan! My precious... my precious...

Admittedly, this threw quite a heavy wrench in my original analysis as I sat up and scoured the shokugeki wiki in hope of identifying this mysterious “Sacchan”. Some people thought it was Sadatsuka Nao, some thought Sacchan was Erina, and some just shrugged because this is an ecchi anime about food and did it really matter?

After running through the full version of the song, I found my answer in the form of a stanza that hadn’t actually been included in the original ending. It was as the following:

So there was no Sacchan– just a Sachiko. Who was Sachiko? The name appears only once, in the manga that Erina was reading during the second season, right after Hisako’s resignation and during the Mimasaka arc, i.e. the shoujo manga she’d borrowed from her friend to come to terms with romantic aspects of her life. The main heroine is dubbed Sachiko.

Was the name just a coincidence? But more importantly, who was the metaphorical Sachiko of this piece? The symbolic main heroine of Erina’s own life?

I compared the Japanese written words for Sachiko and Hisako and noticed something interesting.

The two names, Hisako ( 緋沙子 ) and Sachiko ( 幸子 ) share the same Kanji, ko (子); particularly the spelling of Sachiko that means happiness.

It maybe a bit of a reach but I think this is a subtle nod to Hisako being Sacchan, and an indication of how Erina really saw her friend during their time together growing up - as someone who would grow up and leave her behind (again possibly foreshadowing the Stagiaire arc, where Hisako left her on her own). We also can’t forget how Erina was unable to stand up to her father in the very beginning of the third season, when Hisako was concerned, and was fully prepared to live without her as though she’d been expecting this to happen at some point.

This just makes it incredibly sweeter (during the ending sequence) when it is Hisako who is waiting for her by the edge of the river; Hisako who will not move on without her, even when the rest of their friends keep growing and changing and Erina herself can only walk in the opposite direction.

The song is her love letter to Sachiko who she desperately tries to keep with her, her very first friend, her happiness– only to find that even though she cannot stop her from going; at the end of the day, Sacchan will always be waiting for her on the other side.

[note: Erina shows growth from this mindset in the third season, during their Advancement Exams where she tells Hisako that she’s allowed to leave and do stuff without her.]

TLDR: Sacchan no Sexy Curry is a love letter from Erina to Hisako, you can’t change my mind. They’re lesbians, your honour.

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source: https://www.animesonglyrics.com/food-wars-shokugeki-no-soma/sacchan-no-sexy-curry

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