"Don't think about the numbers, Megumi ," he said, his eyes narrowing as he adjusted his headband. "Just think about the person you're cooking for. We’re in the mountains—everything here has a flavor you can’t get in a city shop. Let's go find something that'll make that guy's jaw drop."
The air in the Polar Star Dormitory was thick with a mixture of dread and restless energy. Soma Yukihira leaned against the wall of the common room, tossing a kitchen knife into the air and catching it by the handle with rhythmic precision. Opposite him, Megumi Tadokoro sat hunched over a guidebook, her hands trembling so violently that the pages rustled like dry leaves in a storm. Shokugeki no Souma Episode 8
Soma shrugged, his signature grin remaining unshaken. "Just means we’ve gotta be in the half that stays, right? Besides, a change of scenery might be fun. I wonder what kind of kitchens they have in the mountains." "Don't think about the numbers, Megumi ," he