The next day.
The kitchen classroom for the third day's challenge.
"…I heard last night someone saw President Dojima, Senior Shigong, and Instructor Xia Yu coming out of the annex basement one after another!"
"Could the rumors about the Shokugeki be true?"
"Who knows what's true or false? If Senior Shigong and Instructor Xia Yu really did have a Shokugeki, I think Senior Shigong would achieve a crushing victory!"
"Instructor Xia isn't some pushover, okay?!"
Below the stage, a group of students whispered among themselves.
Xia Yu, who was resting with his eyes closed, did not reprimand the students, and a slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
There were undoubtedly more supporters for Shigong than him, but alas, he was the ultimate winner. Xia Yu could already imagine: would Shigong become angry out of shame upon hearing similar discussions in class?
Most likely. That guy's awkward personality wasn't something that could easily change.
