A/N: I actually been going over and over this chapter for a long time hence the lack of update and also I'm currently serving my 2 years in national service right now so I really can't update as often as I like. But honestly, my lack of passion for writing this piece of fanfic is going down is really due to how the manga end, if you ask me whether I'm disappointed then very much so.

You guys might have received 2 notification so just b4 anyone asks, 1 is for this chapter and the other is for a minor change in the last chapter.

I would like to apologize to followers and readers for the lack of update and low word count for this chapter. I will try to wrap the important plot for this fanfic fast so I can move/start to a new project. ( Wouldn't be surprised if I'm writing something on another fanfic already though...)

Jolting upright from her resting posture, the blonde heiress searched frantically for a paper bag from the seat pocket in front of her. Her search was cut short when her attentive secretary handed her a bag that she had set aside just in case.

Regurgitating the contents of her stomach, Erina could felt more than just the pain from the emptying out her stomach but also the pain of longingness. The feeling of wanting to see him again.

"Where are you?" Erina wondered as she stared out the tinted windows of the automobile in motion.

"So, are you gonna continue working at the restaurant when you are done with High School?" Liam asked curiously as the pair came to a stop before a crossing.

"Maybe. I was thinking of traveling around the world and seeing what more I can learn. There is still more food that I haven't tried and more that I can incorporate into my own cooking." Souma replied as he stared up at the stars that brightly lighted the azure night sky.

Buzzing as the light turned green, Souma and Liam made their way across the crossing along with others headed for the train station.

"Welp, this is my stop. Guess we will keep in contact via Line, huh..." Liam said as he waited for the redhead's reply before carrying on with his merry way.

"Yupe," Souma answered with a smile before stretching his hand out towards his companion for the past few hours.

Reaching out for the stretched hand, Liam took it in with a firm grip before giving a hearty shake and thanked Souma for all his help.

Letting go of his grip, Liam waved Souma off before turning around and making his way into the train station.

Looking down on the picture on his phone, Souma could only assume that he had gotten the right mansion from the search that had popped up on his cellphone.

Making his way down the walkway, Souma could see a security-post constructed into the tall metallic fence walls that protected the compound.

"I'm sorry, but is this mister still living here?" Souma asked as fishing for the photograph that he had kept in his pocket.

Eyeing the photo for a moment, the security then enquired on the purpose of Souma's visit.

Without any hesitation, the redhead stated his reason calmly. "My father was an old friend of the man in the picture and I have recently returned from a trip and wish to pay my respects to him."

Souma then held up the exquisite wine he had bought back from his recent trip overseas for the security guard to see.

Glancing at the rose gold watch equipped on his wrist, Souma inquired if it was possible for him to return at a later date or so.

Sensing no malice in his intent, the security guard suggested for him to leave his number and wait for the master to call him instead.

Thanking the wrinkled guard, Souma handed the gift before turning on the balls of his feet and carrying on with his day.

"Miss, you have an appointment with the union later, do you want me to push it back?" The aide asked her mistress who was still gazing out the limousine's tinted windows at the passing scenery.

"No- On second thought, reschedule it to another day…" The blonde young lady replied as her vision stuck to a subject of interest that had passed by her.

"Yes, my lady." The aide replied without voicing any further questions.

"Please stop the car." The young lady ordered. The limousine came to a slow stop before the chauffeur exited from the car to assist his mistress.

"Souma Yukihira!" The young lady called out the broad back of the young chef.

Turning back to face the voice that came from behind him, Souma could see a gorgeous young blonde dress in a black long dress facing him.

A sense of familiarity washed over Souma, yet he could not place a finger down on when he had last met the beauty that was staring down at him. Curious, the redhead asked:" Have we met before?"