[img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/210317/555075298c0c78a898e1208734a75eee.png[/img][Right]April 11th. Hinotori High School.[/Right][hr]

Well this was certainly a turn of events. The Cooking Club might just get it's fourth member after all. Daigo seemed at least somewhat interested in the food class. And Linda seemed more than just a little excited at the prospect of finally getting another member. There was also the confirmation of the class making all sorts of foods from all over the world. Neapolatin Pizza, Apple Pie, Jerk Chicken, the possibilities were endless, and likely delicious. 

A strange sense of déjà vu overcame Genki as another surprised yelp hit his ears. He looked over to see another light haired student had approached, wielding a cane. And there's really only one person he was aware of that had a cane like that: Student Council member Ueno Emiha. According to her she was attracted to the sound of Kaito's soufflé scream. [color=ed1c24]"Heh, must've been louder than he thought..."[/color] Genki muttered under his breath.

Kaito spoke up about the foreign food, saying how he liked to challenge himself with it, and how he liked to compare and contrast said food with food from Japan. Then, Linda spoke up shortly after, though this time she was much more apprehensive, presumably because she was talking to a student council member, and chances were, Ueno-san here wasn't here to join. Genki could only imagine the pressure. 

Genki decided that for now it would be best to say silent in this situation. After all, he wouldn't want to ruin his chances of joining the club. That, and Linda knew more about running a club and its requirements than he did. Hopefully Ueno-san here was just here about Kaito's cry of anguish and not anything too serious.[hr][right]Interacting with/Mentioning:[@Scribe of Thoth][@Hero][@Obscene Symphony][/right]