*somewhere inside Suzui's dorm*

Sakate: *checks MeTube channel on his phone*

Suzui: What are you doing?

Sakate: Seeing if I still have any fans. Oh no, I haven't uploaded in 3 months!

Suzui: Is that a bad thing?

Sakate: Shut up Suzui, you release one video every 5 months.

Suzui: Fair enough...

Sakate: It's time to—

Suzui: Duel!

Sakate: Make content! Wait, what?

Suzui: Wait, what?

Sakate: WHAT CARD GAME ARE YOU PLAYING

Suzui: I'M SORRY JOHN INFLUENCED ME

John: Done kno *activates his trap card*

Sakate: Oh, hey John!

John: Wagwan bruv, you mans want some uv dis munch? *holds out a bucket of fried chicken to Sakate and Suzui*

Sakate: Don't mind if I do. *takes a drumstick*

Suzui: Thank you John! *takes a thigh*

Sakate: *bites into it and spits it out with the rage of Gordon Ramsey* Bloody hell! This tastes fookin' awful! Who cooked this awful shite?!

Suzui: *bites into it* Mmm, tastes good!

John: Mans can't give away mans sources you get me?

Sakate: John, I swear to god, I'm going to actually go hunt down whoever made this god awful chicken and tell them how much they fookin' suck at cooking— wait.

Suzui: Can I have another piece John?

John: Say less my G.

Sakate: Are you two even listening to me?!

Suzui & John: *munching on wings* No (bruv)

Sakate: *sigh* I'm visiting Kaido. I got an idea!

*one trip to the yacht later*

Sakate: Kaido.

Kaido: Sakate.

Sakate: I need a small loan of a million private points.

Kaido: Do you want to go into debt?

Sakate: Please! I beg you! My MeTube channel is dying and I need content! That, and I need to figure out who made this disgusting fried chicken I ate earlier.

Kaido: With such petty reasons to spend one million private points, I approve of your begging.

Sakate: Wait, really?

Kaido: God no, I'm not letting you touch my money. However, I will let you touch Emma's money.

Sakate: I-I'm sorry, what?

Kaido: Emma loves me very much, so it'll be fine if you loan one million points from her instead on my behalf.

Sakate: Won't she be angry...?

Kaido: She'll understand, you two are friends.

Sakate: I mean the part about you loaning off her money on her behalf!

Kaido: She's richer than me, she can handle it.

Sakate: WHAT DO YOU MEAN SHE HAS MORE POINTS THAN YOU?!

Kaido: JUST SHUT UP AND TAKE THE LOAN BEFORE I INCREASE THE INTEREST

*one trip to the headmaster's office later*

Sakate: Satsubatsu-sama, I'm here to make a trade offer!

Kirigaya: *spins around in his chair like an evil movie villain* Yes?

Sakate: *shivers* Let me set up a school wide special exam! One where the classes cook off against each other!

Kirigaya: You may. However, that's going to cost—

Sakate: *slams down his phone* I HAVE THE POINTS! ONE MILLION OF THEM!

Kirigaya: You're going to need five million for this I'm afraid.

Sakate: ...drive me to the bank, I'm about to go into debt for this.

*one broke Sakate later*

(The Asakate in Japan theme starts playing in the media)

Sakate: Doo-doo-doo-doo~

Yukina: *filming* I'm actually a regular here

Sakate: Welcome guys, to Journey Across GEN with the never ending cycle of despair! On today's episode, we're travelling the school to find out which class has the best fried chicken. Joining me today are Suzui from Suzuigguk and John from the Chicken Johnnoisseur.

John: Wagwan to da bruvs, konnichiwa to da nihonjin innit.

Suzui: I'm literally going to die.

Sakate: Now, John is a certified expert on this subject, which is why I invited him out here today.

Suzui: Totally not because Itteki was busy and couldn't come.

Sakate: John runs his own fairly successful channel where he enters restaurants and rates their fried chicken from a scale of 1 to 5.

John: Last week mans went down to neutral-ish and copped sum certi wings from Rina's Restaurant, mans backed dat

Sakate: But today, he's going to help us review the fried chicken that every class makes. Without further ado, shall we begin lads?

Suzui: I'm so going to get a heart attack midway through this.

Sakate: We really should've brought Mai on set with us. Oh well! First off, to decide which year group we're going to check out first, the three of us are going to play a three way batsu game of rock, paper, scissors. The loser's year will be the one we examine first. Obviously, I'm a 3rd Year, so I'll represent them.

Suzui: I'm so sorry, 2nd Year.

John: 1st Year blud, mans got dis, trust.

Sakate, Suzui, John: Saisho guu, jankenpon!

Sakate: *paper*

Suzui: *scissor*

John: *scissor*

Sakate: Bruh

Suzui: AHAHAHAHAHA

John: Get wrecked bruv!

Sakate: Well, guess we're visiting the 3rd Years first. Let's see how they're doing!

*one trip to the 3rd Year classrooms later*

(Class 3-A: Famine)

Sakate: Welcome to 3-A! My class!

Suzui: Jesus, this place is bougie.

John: Mans expecting fried chicken topped wid caviar and gold leaves and dat.

Suzui: Even the seats they arranged for us are... very expensive... I think I'll break it by accident.

John: Aye us E Class donnies dun even have proper chairs and dat, so what's dis rassclat doing here? Dis is bare discrimination fam!

Sakate: Sucks to suck. *sits down*

John: Aight, vibes of dis place not casj at all, mans can't back it.

Suzui: That's because we're poor and feel resentment for the rich.

John: Dat's deep fam.

Sakate: Any-whooooo, let's check out this 3-A fried chicken!

Isen: Hi, I'm Isen Tougou, your waiter for this evening.

John: *bursts out laughing* Man can't even right now! Bruv, aight, nah, dis place is getting no more than a 3, dis is maaaaaad.

Suzui: John, stop being rude...

Isen: To start off your fine meal, we brought a course of non-alcoholic champagne for everyone.

Sakate: Jesus, this really is bougie...

Suzui: You're part of this class, you know!

Isen: Once your appetite has been whet by that blend of yellow apple and white rose, you may now begin to dig into 3-A's... fried chicken.

*Isen puts plates of raw potato topped with caviar in front of them*

Sakate: ...I'm sorry, what?

Suzui: Is this... is this a joke I'm too poor to understand?

John: Dis is basically fish and chips bruv *picks up potato and bites into it* Hmm, texture's a bit hard innit.

Suzui: This isn't even chicken... *tries to cut through the potato* Oh my god, it's raw...

Sakate: *facepalming* Jesus Christ, I know that 3-A's down by one because Kaido can't cook to save his life, but c'mon guys! You can do better than this!

John: I dunno bruv, mans kinda enjoying dis ya kno *munching on potato without issue*

Sakate: That's because you're white!

John: Mans part Nigerian bruv, mans black!

Sakate: Isen, who's the chef? I'd like to have a word with them.

Isen: *sweating* Um... R-Rossiya-san...

Sakate: *eyes widen in fear* ...oh no.

Suzui: *shoves potato into his mouth before she appears* Eugh, why is this spicy?

John: *munching on the potato* Needs some salt on da ting.

Rossiya: *slams her hand down on their table* Privet.

Sakate: *gulps* H-hi there, Rossiya-san...

Rossiya: How are you enjoying my zharenyy tsyplenok, comrade?

Sakate: Ahahahaha... about that... I asked for fried chicken, not potato.

Rossiya: In Mother Russia, this is fried chicken.

Sakate: ...ah? No, no, this is a potato topped with caviar.

Rossiya: Yes, and I'm saying it is fried chicken.

Sakate: This is a vegetable—

Rossiya: I will turn your balls into a vegetable if you keep complaining about my hard made zharenyy tsyplenok, comrade. Now, eat.

Sakate: Is this a joke I'm too Japanese to understand...?

Suzui: *swallows it while coughing* T-the caviar tastes good Sakate... *coughs some more* At least have some of that...

Sakate: I can't believe you actually ate a whole raw potato...

Rossiya: *slams her fist on the table* Comrade, are you trying to mock my country's cuisine? We are from Europe! All we can afford is potatoes! Now pozhirat before I pozhirat your tiny Japanese balls!

Sakate: Y-Yes madam Rossiya-san comrade! *starts to shovel the raw potato into his mouth with tears in his eyes*

John: *licks his lips* Can mans have seconds?

Rossiya: No! We are in times of war, comrade! We must ration out our food so we don't starve to death!

Sakate: *sobbing between bites* Why did I lose rock, paper, scissors...?

*one trip to the toilet later*

Suzui: Man... how would you guys rate that?

Sakate: ...at least we know Rossiya-san didn't make that awful fried chicken John gave me earlier.

John: Da chips were proper fat and had good potato content, but da ting wasn't fried and was bare undercooked. No grease and lacked absorption. However, da caviar on top added sum uv dat good salt to it, so overall, not a bad shout. Mans could back it, since da potato had a bit uv heat despite being cold.

Suzui: Thank you, someone else noticed the weird spice!

John: But dat heat wasn't some cayenne ting, it was more raw innit. Dusty too, like there was sum mud on da ting or sumting. But allow it, is like da bone on da chicken, just nature doing bits, can't blame bosswoman for it. She was bare angry dough, mans wanted seconds but she went on about comrades and war and dat, mans couldn't understand anyting. For dat reason, 3-A overall, gets a strong 2.6/5.

Sakate: I— Is he seriously reviewing it?

Suzui: Leave him be, let's check out 3-B.

*fifteen minutes later*

(3-B: Forgettable)

Suzui: 3-B wasn't that bad.

John: Da chicken was decent, it got a nice from crunch da skin, mans could tell proper breadcrumbs was used. But mans could also tell dat da wings dey used was pumped up wid some booky steroids or water or sum uv dat nonsense to add some heft to da ting. Mans don't rate dat, bossman get better chicken.

Sakate: It was super mid fried chicken. Not even worth screaming at them for. Now, 3-C time.

(3-C: Cheeki Breeki)

Ivan: Welcome comrades, to class 3-C!

Rossiya: *appears* You see Ivan, if you cook fried chicken like me, you will be winning this competition, because of these judges liking potato.

Ivan: I see comrade, thank you comrade! Now here is some hard bass! *squats like a gopnik, blasts Russian hard bass while cooking, and sprinkles sunflower seeds on the fried chicken*

Sakate: OH GOD NOT THIS AGAIN

*one trip to the toilet later*

Sakate: ...I can't believe I ate two raw potatoes in one day.

Suzui: I'm this close to having a heart attack.

John: Dead place, dere was no caviar on da chicken! Dere was instead sum seed tings! Mans got bare ripped off blud.

Sakate: Let's speed run 3-D and 3-E, I want to see how bad the 2nd Years are at cooking.

Suzui: Same.

*fifteen minutes later at 3-D*

(3-D: The D stands for Dead)

Sakate: WHERE'S THE BURGER SAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUCE?!

Suzui: *is having a heart attack*

John: Dis place is dead fam. Booky chicken and fruity bossman, ag.

Sakate: I can't do this anymore! We're leaving, John! *picks up Suzui and carries him over his shoulder*

John: Mans thought mans would never ask, boom pow. *leaves*

Sakate: Next is 3-E... and we're already down one man...

John: If 3-D was dat bad, mans dreading what shite 3-E's gonna cook up.

(3-E: Oh God)

Andou: Hey, Sakate! Welcome to 3-E! How you doing?

Sakate: Terrible. So far, I've eaten two raw potatoes, one awful set of wings, and some mid fried chicken.

Andou: Raw potatoes? That sounds delicious.

Sakate: ANDOU NO

Andou: Anyways, sorry to hear you had such a terrible time. I hope that our fried chicken will be... up to standard, at least?

Itteki: When I'm the one cooking it, nothing can go wrong!

Sakate: ITTEKI YOU BASTARD! WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?! YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE FILMING THIS VIDEO WITH ME!

Itteki: I told you, I was busy today!

Sakate: BUSY DOING WHAT?! CUZ YOU'RE CLEARLY IN CLASS RIGHT NOW!

Suzui: *revives from heart attack* Itteki, is that you...?

Itteki: Sup Suzui! *waves at him* And I was busy buying ingredients for this special exam, duh.

Sakate: ...

John: Bruv.

Sakate: Suzui, you sit this one out, I'm making this son of a gun sit through his own terrible food.

Itteki: Hey, my cooking's not bad! Isn't that right, Yukinacchi?

Sakate: Don't talk to my camerawoman, you'll distract her from her work!

Itteki: Whoops. Fine, I'll join you in tasting this fried chicken, but only because Suzui suffered a heart attack. Speaking of which, where's Mai? Isn't she the only one qualified to give him medicine?

Sakate: Do you think I have the budget for her?

Itteki: Yes?

Sakate: I went broke setting this entire thing up, dude...

Itteki: Oof. Uh... well, if there's one thing that'll cheer you up, it's some good food! Ibarada, bring out the fried chicken!

Ibarada: *puts down a plate of glorious looking karaage* Enjoy.

Sakate: *starts drooling* Wait, what the hell, this looks good?!

John: Dis looks peng bruv!

Itteki: See, I told you I'm a good cook. Yukinacchi, want some?

Sakate: Stop talking to my camerawoman, you simp!

Itteki: Camerawomen want to eat too. Ah, whatever, I'll cook you some when you come over next time.

Sakate: Finally, some good fookin' food. Now lemme try some of this... *picks up karaage and bites into it* ...!

John: Mans so gassed right now. *takes a bite*

Sakate: This is...!

John: *puts down chopsticks* Bruv, sumting in dat chicken was not— *violently throws up on the table*

Sakate: THIS IS FOOKIN' HORRIBLE! ITTEKIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII! *about to bitch slap him*

Itteki: Aieeeee! *uses Andou as a human shield*

Andou: *gets hit with Sakate's slap of Babylon* I think I just heard my ancestor call for me.

Sakate: TAKE A FOOKIN' BITE OUT OF YOUR OWN FOOKIN' FOOD OR ELSE I'M GONNA SLAP YA FOR REAL, ITTEKI!

Itteki: Jesus, okay, okay! * takes a bite out of the karaage* Huh, why does it taste like chemicals...

Sakate: EXACTLY! YOU JOKER, WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?! EXPLAIN THIS PATHETIC EXCUSE FOR THIS MESS OF A FRIED CHICKEN TO ME RIGHT NOW! IT TASTES LIKE BURNT PLASTIC, NOT CHICKEN!

Itteki: I-I don't know! Ibarada, you said this was the best fried chicken science can make!

Ibarada: It should be, in theory. *tries out some of the chicken* Bleh... I think we might have put too much flavouring agents in there...

Sakate: CLEARLY, IT'S FOOKIN' NOT! THIS LOOKS GOOD, BUT TASTES LIKE MY NAN'S LEFT FOOT DIPPED IN SHITE AFTER SHE'S HAD A FEW DRINKS AND A LAXATIVE, YOU DONKEY! IF YOUR FOOKIN' COOKING WAS AS GOOD AS YOUR SHITHOUSERY, YOU'D BE TALENTED, YOU DIV!

John: Dat's bare specific bruv

Itteki: I put handful of MSG in it though! MSG makes everything tastes good!

Sakate: DO YOU KNOW WHAT MODERATION MEANS, YOU FOOKIN' DONKEY? YOU DON'T DUMP A HANDFUL OF FOOKIN' MSG, THAT'S GOING TO MAKE EVERYTHING TASTE SALTIER THAN IT SHOULD BE! GOOD LORD! AND THE FACT YOU TRIED TO MAKE A SCIENCE OF FRIED FOOKIN' CHICKEN... HOW STUPID ARE YOU LOT? NO WONDER YOU TWATS ARE STUCK IN E CLASS! NOW YOU, AND YOU, AND YOU, AND YOU, AND YOU— FOOK OFF! I CAN'T STAND THE SIGHT OF YOU!

Itteki: *crying* I-IBARADA I THOUGHT YOU WERE GOOD AT SCIENCE

Ibarada: *crying* I'M NO GOOD AT FOOD SCIENCE OBVIOUSLY

Suzui: *hoarsely* Let's check out the 2nd Years...

Sakate: I agree, the 3rd Years were an absolute failure at cooking some fried chicken.

*fifteen minutes later*

(2-A: Mayonnaise)

John: Dat 3-E place is a 0/5 bruv, cannot recommend at all. Da chicken looked peng but da ting had no flavour bruv. Even worse than dat, da ting wasn't cooked properly and made mans puke like mad! Like raaaah fam, mans got food poisoning from dat chicken! Mans coulda died! Dem lot are on some rasclat hygiene, swear down. Dey out here not doing bits at all fam.

Suzui: I agree. Also, I'm alive again!

Sakate: We had Yukina shove his epee pen into his thigh. Alright, now we're visiting 2-A, let's see what they've got! And hopefully, it'll be better than 3-E's disastrous science chicken.

Kurosaki: Move outta the way! I'm about to cook up a storm! *rolls up her sleeves with a giant smirk*

Sakate: Woah, looks like we're about to get a live demonstration on how to make fried chicken by... Kurosaki-san?!

Suzui: Ehh? I thought she never contributed to class, though?

Kurosaki: That's if we're talking about class points. The winner of this exam gets one million private points. There's no way I'd miss out on that! *puts on an apron and ties back her hair*

John: Mans rate her safety in da kitchen, more bossman could learn a ting or two from dat. Mans dun wanna be looking for nasty hairs in his chicken, ya done kno!

Suzui: How can you afford to give the winner one million when you're broke?!

Sakate: I have a plan.

Suzui: Is it called tax evasion?

Sakate: Potentially.

John: Nah bruv, its prolly choaring sum rich donnies wallets.

Suzui: Considering he lives with Kaido... I can see him yoinking some cash from him.

Sakate: As a disclaimer, Kaido, I'm not gonna steal your money.

Suzui: Oh he's so stealing your money.

Kurosaki: *finished frying the chicken* Here you go. This is 2-A's fried chicken... the Kurosaki special!

Sakate: *staring at the chicken in awe* It's just a single piece of chicken, yet...

Suzui: *staring at the chicken in awe* It looks like it should belong in a museum...

John: *staring at the chicken in awe* Finally, someone who can cook, brrrrrap!

Sakate: Wait, what if this chicken is a trap?

Suzui: A trap?

Sakate: Like last time! It might look amazing, but it could taste disgusting!

John: Bruv dun remind me uv da bullshite dat Itteki donny served us, mans rather wipe dat dead ting from his mind, ya get me?

Suzui: We'll never know unless we try, I guess...

Sakate: Suzui, you take the plunge.

Suzui: What? Why me?!

Sakate: You didn't taste Itteki's god awful chicken and you're a 2nd Year like Kurosaki.

Suzui: Ah... fine. *takes a bite* ...oh my god.

Sakate: So? Is it good? Is it bad?

Suzui: It's... it's... *his clothes explode off*

Sakate: ARE WE SERIOUSLY RIPPING OFF FOOD WARS?!

Suzui: IT'S AMAZINGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!

John: Mans believes it. *takes a bite and his eyes widen* Mans never takes his jacket off cos mans not hot, but for you babes... *his clothes explode off* Mans will allow it, just dis once.

Sakate: *takes a bite and his clothes explode off* THANK GOD! WE FINALLY FOUND SOMEONE WHO CAN COOK ON THIS ISLAND! YOROKOBEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! *crying tears of happiness*

Suzui: How... how is this fried chicken so good... and so addictive?! *keeps eating uncontrollably*

John: Bruv... bruv, mans thinks it's da sauce! Da raw sauce on da chicken is peng, piff! *keeps eating uncontrollably*

Sakate: *licks the sauce* This is... it couldn't be... no, it is...

Suzui: What is it, Sakate?!

Sakate: It's... Meiyo Neisu!

Kurosaki: That's right. The secret to my fried chicken is... mayonnaise.

Sakate, Suzui & John: *mind blown*

Suzui: Do we... do we even need to taste all the other classes? I think this just won for me.

John: Same bruv, mans dun need to kno what dem lot are cooking when mans has dis fried chicken to munch on, brrrrrap!

Sakate: No, we have to. The whole point of making this exam is to figure out the wasteman, as John would put it, who made that terrible bucket of fried chicken at the start.

Suzui: Right, that's our mission...

John: Guess we gotta continue, brap brap. But before mans audis, can mans have seconds?

Suzui: Me too!

Sakate: Me three!

Kurosaki: Heh, alright. Give me ten minutes to cook up another batch, boys!

*twenty minutes later*

Sakate: Whew, I'm stuffed...

Suzui: My cholesterol levels are dangerously high, but I accept it for Kurosaki-san's godly mayonnaise fried chicken.

John: Mandem moving, mandem moving.

Suzui: What's next on the agenda?

Sakate: Class 3-B.

(3-B: Textbook)

Tokihara: Here you go, Class 3-B's buttermilk fried chicken!

Sakate: *takes a bite* Hmm.

Suzui: *takes a bite* Woah, this is good!

John: *takes a bite* Bruv, dis is just regular fried chicken. Dere's noting special to it.

Suzui: Really? But it tastes great!

Sakate: I agree, it tastes fine. However... that's because the trick behind this fried chicken lies behind a book.

Suzui: A book?

John: You mans saying we just ate paper fam? Yuck.

Sakate: No. This is textbook fried chicken. A.k.a, the stuff you'd make closely following instructions in a cook book! Isn't that right, librarian helper Tokihara?! *dramatically points to her*

Suzui: *gasp of shock* No wonder it was so passable!

Tokihara: *laughs nervously* Well, you got me. I didn't know how to make fried chicken, so I just followed a recipe I found in a cook book.

John: Mans out here wondering why the library has cook books innit.

Sakate: Well, for a novice cook, to get a passable grade, that is the right thing to do. However, I need you to get someone to cook a batch without referring to a recipe so I know this class's true abilities as a chef.

Tokihara: *sigh* I didn't want to do this, but fine... Adachi-san, you're up.

Adachi: *laughs evilly* It's time to cook some fried chicken!!

Sakate: ...oh dear god.

*ten minutes later*

Suzui: *has another heart attack*

John: Bruv how is da nugget burnt on da outside when it's raw on the inside?

Sakate: THIS ISN'T FRIED CHICKEN! THIS IS CHICKEN NUGGETS! DO YOU KNOW THE DIFFERENCE YOU STUPID PIECE OF SHITE?! DO YOU THINK IT'S FOOKIN' ACCEPTABLE TO SERVE ME THIS PLATE OF BURNT PISS? HOW WOULD YOU LIKE IT IF I SHOVED THIS GARBAGE IN FRONT OF YOU, HUH? THIS LOOKS JUST LIKE MY NAN'S ASHTRAY, AND SHE'S FOOKIN' DEAD, CREMATED INSIDE AN URN! AND WORST OF ALL, THIS SHITE IS FOOKIN' RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAW!

John: Dis place somehow gets a -1/5 from me. Mandem, less get outta dese ends and move innit.

(2-C: Irrelevant)

Sakate: Suzui's kind of dead right now, so it's just me and John tasting 2-C's chicken.

John: It's aight to be honest, but after 2-B's chicken, all mans can taste is ash.

Sakate: It's passable, but not the same disgusting chicken I was served this morning. Let's go to 2-D.

Suzui: *is getting dragged along by Sakate* Weeeeeeeeeeeee~

(2-D: Even more irrelevant)

Sakate: YOU DONKEYS! EVEN KAIDO CAN MAKE BETTER RICE THAN ALL OF YOU DUMBASSES COMBINED! HOW CAN YOU MAKE A DON BUT NOT GET THE FOOKIN' RICE RIGHT?! NOW FOOK OFF AND GO TASTE THIS TRASH FOR YOURSELVES! *smashes bowl onto the floor*

John: Dem man tried to make a don outta fried chicken and mans respecks dat, cos is original and unique innit, but dey scuffed da rice and ruined da entire bowl. Issa 1.8/5 for me bruv.

(2-E: The Man, The Monk, The Monkey)

Sakate: *sigh* Finally, some familiar territory.

John: Dem lot are your mans friends, yeah?

Sakate: Yep. And since we're in this class... Mai!

Suzui: weeeeeeeeeee~

Mai: Hey, Sakate! Do you need anything?

Sakate: Revive Suzui for us, please.

Mai: Oh god, what happened to him? *stabs him with an epee pen*

Sakate: He tasted bad fried chicken.

Mai: This makes more sense than it should... there, you feeling better now?

Suzui: *coughs* Whew, what happened while I was gone?

Sakate: We had bad food. Now we're at your class, 3-E!

Jouji: Yo, Suzui, my guy!

Suzui: Oh my god, it's Dr Jelly!

Itsuki: Ooh ooh ahh ahh!

Suzui: Oh my god, it's Monkee!

Nozomi: We're going to make the best fried chicken you've ever tasted, Sakate!

Suzui: Oh my god, why are you laughing Nozomi?!

Nozomi: Oh, hey Suzui! How many heart attacks have you had so far?

Suzui: Two. And counting.

Nozomi: Don't worry, by the end of our chicken, it'll be three.

Suzui: Oh god... is it that bad?

Mai: She's trying to say that our chicken is so amazing, it'll kill you.

Suzui: I'm even more afraid. So, who's cooking...?

Mai: Jouji and Itsuki.

Nozomi: Me and Mai offered to cook, but those two insisted on doing it since you three were the judges.

Suzui: ...they're so going to troll us, Sakate.

Sakate: ...they're so going to troll us, Suzui.

Mai & Nozomi: Enjoy~

Itsuki: *monkey screams from the kitchen*

John: Should mans be worried?

Jouji: DR JELLY DA!!!

Suzui: Very worried.

Sakate: Let's give them a chance, they might—

Jouji & Itsuki: *slam the fried chicken on the table*

Sakate: Make something good... I TAKE IT ALL BACK, WHAT THE FOOK IS THIS YOU BLOODY BASTARDS?!

Suzui: Is that... jelly on the chicken?!

John: Mans rates da waffles but why is dere bananas on da sides?

Jouji: This is 3-E's fried chicken! The Cultural Cross Pollination!

Itsuki: It's fried chicken featuring different cuisine from around the world! From America, we used the super popular chicken and waffles combo as a base!

Jouji: But we fried the chicken Australian style— that meant throwing it on the barbie for ten minutes until we think it's done!

Sakate: Oh my god they barbecued the chicken...

John: Bruv dats not fried chicken

Itsuki: From Europe, we added potatoes!

Sakate: *having PTSD flashbacks to earlier*

Jouji: And from Asia, we added rice!

John: *having PTSD flashbacks to earlier*

Itsuki: And from Antarctica, we added ice!

Suzui: Oh, no wonder it looks so soggy...

Jouji: And to top it all off, we each added our favourite food item! For me, it was jelly! Because I'm Dr Jelly da!

Itsuki: It's in blueberry flavour, under my recommendation! For me, it was banana! Since I'm a monkey!

Mai: I added leeks! Vegetables are good for you!

Nozomi: I added bacon! Because bacon is not mid, Itsuki!

Itsuki: BACON IS MID AND I'LL DIE ON THS HILL

Jouji, Itsuki, Mai & Nozomi: AND TOGETHER, YOU GET THIS CROSS CULTURAL POLLINATION! (OOH OOH AHH AHH)

Sakate: Suzui, you're going to have a heart attack.

John: Bruv, he's already in the process of having one!

Suzui: *having a heart attack*

Mai: *takes out another epee pen* You guy's really should've brought me along... *revives Suzui*

Sakate: *groans* I don't want to eat this... this is going to taste horrible...!

John: Mans not touching dat, das not fried chicken.

Sakate: If you're not touching it, I'm not touching it.

John: Which means... *looks over to Suzui*

Sakate: *looks over to Suzui* He has to eat it all. I mean, they're his friends.

John: Exactly bruv, dis is all on him!

Suzui: *gulps* Do I have to eat it all...? Just a taste is fine, right...?

Sakate: Yeah, just a taste. And tell us how it is.

Suzui: Mai, get another epee pen ready... *reluctantly takes a bite*

John: So?

Suzui: *swallows it*

Sakate: It's bad, right?

Suzui: ...my heart...

Mai: *has an epee pen ready*

Suzui: ...feels absolutely fine. Wow, that wasn't as terrible as I thought.

Sakate: Wut

John: You fookin' wot mate

Suzui: Yeah, this is... this is fine? It doesn't taste bad at all. *takes a second bite*

John: Oi, naw, mans trolling us to get us lot to take a bite, mans not falling for dat, done kno!

Sakate: I agree, if it tastes so good, then finish the entire thing!

Suzui: Bet. *begins to eat the rest*

Jouji: Itsuki, our plan failed big time...

Itsuki: WHY DOES HE LIKE IT?! WTF?!

Mai: Suzui's tastebuds hit different.

Nozomi: He fucks with this.

Suzui: *finishes the entire plate of food* Whew.

Sakate: ...I can't believe you actually ate all that. *gags*

John: *claps* Respeck bruv.

Suzui: Halfway while eating, I realised what made the food taste so great.

Jouji & Itsuki: What was it?

Suzui: It was the fact it was made by my two best friends. I could feel your guys love for me flow throughout the dish.

Jouji: Oh. *sweating* Itsuki, do we tell him?

Itsuki: Uh. No. Yes. Wait...

Suzui: *confusion*

Itsuki: Suzui, to tell you the truth... we laced the chicken with laxatives.

Suzui: ...what?

Jouji: You're about to shit out your entire nervous system in 3, 2, 1...

Suzui: OH GOD I REALLY NEED THE TOILET WHAT THE HELL— GET OUT OF THE WAY, I'M ABOUT TO CRAP MY PANTS HOLY—

Sakate: ...you two are the worst friends I've ever seen, and I rate you for it! AHAHAHAHAHAHA, RUN SUZUI RUN!

John: Mans thinks mans can see diarrhoea dripping down Suzui's leg, dat's peak bruv. 

Suzui: YOU ALL SUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK—

Sakate: While Suzui's taking a long trip to the toilet, me and John are going to mentally prepare ourselves to taste the 1st Year's awful chicken.

*half an hour later*

(1-A: Worth It)

Sakate: Welcome back to bougie town boys!

Suzui: My asscheeks hurt.

John: Will dis A Class finally serve da mandem fried chicken topped wid caviar, truffles, and a gold leaf?

Ryouta: Wow, how did you know that was what we're going to serve you?

Sakate: I think we're safe for this class.

John: Bruv mans too poor for dis.

Senzaki: Here you go, 1-A's "Make It Fancy" fried chicken! *puts down a plate of fried chicken rolled and coated in caviar with truffle shavings on top and gold leaf garnish*

Suzui: *has a heart attack over the price*

Sakate: Oh Jesus, you guys weren't joking...

John: Mans kinda excited to eat da bougie ting, ya done kno

Sakate: I'm used to eating caviar and truffle, so here John, you can have the first bite while I try and revive Suzui for the fourth time today

John: Safe my G. *takes a bite* Bruv.

Sakate: Was it good?

John: Dis is maaaaaaad. Is like eating dat Russian girl's fried chicken but wid actual chicken! Mans can't tell if mans likes it or not. *takes another bite*

Sakate: *takes a bite* Woah, it's like a surf and turf in your mouth. Very interesting combination of flavours and textures!

Suzui: *takes a bite* Suddenly I wish I was back in A Class again...

Sakate: I have no complaints, this is good fried chicken.

John: Mans only complaint is dere's not enough leaves here, how mans supposed to share one gold leaf wid three uv da mandem innit?

(1-B: Gold)

Sakate: 1-A's fried chicken was good, but how will 1-B's compare to it?

Suzui: I hope I don't suffer another heart attack.

Ichinose: Nya, Sakate! Is Kaido-nii with you?

Sakate: Yo, Nyatsumi. Nah, he's on his yacht. What's your class cooking up?

Ichinose: Oh, we're already done cooking. *laughs*

Sakate: Eh? You are? Let's see, me, Suzui, and John want to taste test.

Ichinose: Sure thing! *plops down a plate of gold chicken* This is B Class's golden fried chicken!

Suzui: That chicken is unusually gold... sheesh *covers eyes to stop himself from going blind*

John: Dis chicken is proper bling'd out bruv, raaaaaaah! *shields his eyes from the chicken's shine*

Sakate: Hang on... that's not chicken! Even golden fried chicken isn't this shiny!

Suzui: It's... not?

John: Maybe issa a radioactive ting innit?

Sakate: No way, it can't be... *picks up the chicken and his eyes widen* Holy crap...

Suzui: What is it?!

Sakate: It's gold... this is made of actual gold! GUYS, I FOUND A WAY TO GET OUT OF DEBT, GIVE ME THAT! *steals the rest of the "chicken" from the plate*

Suzui: Huh? Are you saying that's fried chicken made out of gold instead of chicken?!

Sakate: Yes, yes I am!

John: Damn, dese farmers be moving mad, breeding chicken made uv gold and dat, sheesh!

Suzui: What the actual hell... *clutches his chest with a gasp* guys, I think I'm gonna... eugh! *has a heart attack*

Sakate: Nyatsumi, explain! How did you get gold shaped in the form of fried chicken?!

Ichinose: Ah? I said "holy fried chicken" and fried chicken made of gold fell from the sky. *a golden fried chicken drops next to her* Oops!

John: Bruv

Suzui: *dying on the floor*

Sakate: HOLY SHIT! SHE INHERITED HER FATHER'S HOLY MOUTH TECHNIQUE! SAY HOLY FRIED CHICKEN MORE, NYATSUMI! HELP UNKIE SAKATE PAY OFF HIS DEBTS!

Ichinose: A-Ah?! Okay! Holy fried chicken, holy fried chicken, holy fried chicken! *lots of golden fried chicken falls from the sky*

Sakate: *cackles* I'M ABOUT TO BECOME RICH, BABYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!

*an hour of abusing Ichinose's power later*

(1-C: Go Home)

Sakate: Nice, I sold off all that gold into money and converted that money into private points. Aren't I a genius?

Suzui: Technically speaking, we didn't even taste any of 1-B's cooking.

Sakate: Eh, I don't care, I'm not broke anymore, and that's all that matters. Plus, we kind of needed a break from eating to let our stomach digest everything.

John: Mans ready to chomp more chicken down, boom bow!

Suzune: Ikeda, can you cook?

Ikeda: Nope, can you?

Suzune: Our chance of succeeding has been lowered by 100%.

Ikeda: Uh... can anyone in this class cook?!

Sakate: They're not off to a great start, are they?

Ikeda: Anyone? Anyone at all, can anyone cook?!

Suzune: Please, if you can, step forward and help us!

Suzui: This is the sort of levels of desperate you'd see from E Class.

John: Blud, stop chatting shite before mans chefs ya in da liver, wasteman!

Suzui: I'm from E Class too, you know!

Ishigami: *steps forward* Ah... this is so annoying...

Suzune: Satou-san, can you cook?

Ishigami: Huh? Of course I can't.

Suzune: What?! Why did you step forward then?

Ishigami: Cuz I want these three to stop disturbing our class and get the hell outta here! *roars and puts on a pink apron*

Suzune: Huh?

Ikeda: No way, are you seriously going to cook?

Ishigami: You bet your ass I am. Onibitenbu-senpai, Nibiiro-senpai, and John! You three are about to go home!

Sakate: Is he planning to poison us?

Suzui: We can sue him if he does, right?

John: Naw bruv. Ishigami's not dat kinda guy. Mans part uv da mandem, mans truss in Ishigami innit.

Suzui: Well, they did use to share a class together...

Sakate: Fine, we'll give him a chance. Chop, chop, Satou-san!

Satou: Say no more! FUNDORABAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! *cooks up fried chicken in a flash*

Suzui: *starts violently coughing* Oh god, why is the air so spicy?!

Sakate: *coughs* It's because he crushed up dried chillis to make chilli powder!

John: *coughs* What kinda rasclat is dis bruv?! Mans gonna get a lung infection innit!

Ishigami: *slams a very spicy looking piece of fried chicken in front of them* This is chicken so spicy, it will make you want to say "Sorry leader Onibitenbu, I'm going home!" You'll wish you never took a bite out of my "Go Home Nashville Hot Chicken"!

John: Zyriot totally taught mans how to make dis! He's a fraud bruv, a fraud!

Ishigami: Shh John, don't reveal my sources!

Sakate: *takes a big whiff of the chicken* The spices... are burning my nose... but that's a good thing! I love this pungent, spicy, explosive aroma!

Suzui: My heart's going to experience heartburn after taking a bite out of this...

Sakate: Boo! That joke was terrible!

John: Mans got milk?

Ishigami: No.

John: You fookin' wot mate? Mans gonna serve us dis but not provide milk? Wasteman!

Ishigami: The whole idea of serving this is to make you all leave because it's so spicy! Now hurry up, take a bite, and go home!

Sakate: *takes a big bite*

Suzui: So?

Sakate: *starts crying* MY MOUTH IS ON FIREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

Suzui: Oh god. *takes a small bite reluctantly* MY TONGUE FEELS LIKE IT'S BEING ASSAULTEDDDDDDDDDDDDDD!

John: Puss'ole! *takes a bite* WASTEMAN, YOU LOT ARE WASTEMANNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN! WHERE'S DA MILK, GIVE MANS DA MILK!

Ishigami: IF YOU WANT MILK, GO TO THE MILK STORE AND GET SOME!

Sakate: I'D BE SCREAMING AT YOU RIGHT NOW SATOU-SAN ABOUT HOW TERRIBLE THIS TASTES, BUT MY LIPS ARE ON FIRE AND I CAN BARELY SPEAK WITHOUT DRIBBLING!

Suzui: *having a heartburn heart attack*

John: MANS ABOUT TO PULL A POPS AND DISAPPEAR WHEN MANS GETS SUM MILK! *rushes out of the class to go to the konbini*

Sakate: WAIT FOR ME JOHN! I NEED MILK TOO!

Suzui: *dying from the spice*

Ishigami: The secret spice is Dino DNA.

(1-D: Southern Touch)

Sakate: I feel like a whore after drinking all that milk.

John: Allow it. Also, stop saying fruity tings bruv.

Sakate: Sorry. By the way, where did Suzui go?

John: Da afterlife fam, mans died after dat spicy chicken.

Sakate: R.I.P Suzui.

Suzui: You idiots, I'm right here!

Sakate: Oh hey, did Buddha revive you?

Suzui: No, Mai did.

Sakate: When did she come and save you?

Suzui: When you guys were out getting milk. I'm surprised you two came back.

Sakate: Huh.

John: Mans pop dun when he went to get sum milk for mans mum innit. Mans was only 10 bruv, allow it!

Sakate: What a sad backstory. Anyways, we're going to your home turf, John.

John: Former ends, big up 1-D! Mans truss dis will be peng, dis class got Zy and Al, noting can go wrong mans tells you, noting!

Sakate: We'll see about that. Bring out the fried chicken!

Zyriot: Albert... it's complete. *plates up fried chicken*

Albert: Yes boss. *nods and serves the fried chicken*

John: Al, my G, wagwan! What's mans been up to?

Albert: Sup. I was just helping Zy cook this for you guys.

John: Dis looks piff bruv, mans can't wait to dig in!

Sakate: Won't lie, it looks kind of basic. *takes a bite*

Suzui: Sometimes simple is best. *takes a bite*

John: *cleans a wing with one bite* Bruv... *clothes explodes off* MANS IS GASSED! DIS IS IT BRUV, DIS IT IT! DA LEVELS ON DIS TING, MAAAAAAAD! Textures on point, juiciness on point, flavours on point! Salt upping da dunya, pepper upping da dunya, cayenne upping da dunya! Dis is perfect bruv, perfect! You lot smashed it!

Suzui: *clothes explodes off* Woah, this is really good! Wtf?

Sakate: *clothes explodes off* I stand corrected.

Suzui: How is it this delicious?! Sakate, what's their trick?

Sakate: It's simple. This just a masterclass in perfecting fried chicken craft.

Suzui: What do you mean?

Sakate: Haven't you noticed? An American cooked for us. As the founders of fried chicken, they are the ones who are experts at it! Zyriot made us food from his home, southern fried chicken! The soul food of America!

Zyriot: Yeah, I got this recipe from my dad, with a few tweaks from Albert's suggestion. We usually serve this with mac and cheese and collard greens.

Sakate: I applaud you for this optimisation. You've impressed me with this simple but perfectly executed fried chicken. However, we're still not any closer to finding out who made that awful fried chicken at the start.

John: Who cares bruv? Zy, mans needs seconds, gib now fam!

Suzui: Well, we have just one more class to go. If it's not them who made that chicken, then I'm stumped on who did.

Sakate: In any case, it's time to pay Yuu-kun a visit!

(1-E: Takayuki's Authentic Mexican Restaurant)

John: Ah, we're back in mans ends.

Suzui: This classroom is all too familiar to me...

Sakate: Oh, Yuu-kun~!

Yuuto: Onibitenbu-senpai...

Sakate: What's your class got for us to judge, then?

Yuuto: Do you want the long version or the short version?

Sakate: Oh god, you have a story for this?

Yuuto: Unfortunately.

Sakate: Give me the short version, I don't have time for this.

Yuuto: Essentially, we had one big issue. No one in our class could cook.

Suzui: That's a far more common problem than you think, Takanori-san...

Yuuto: In order to find out who was the best chef among us, we held a cooking competition of our own with Matsushita-san and Sakigamiya-san as judges. Let's just say that our class's horrible cooking is the reason why they're not in school right now.

John: Bruv, mans gonna get food poisoning again, allow it!

Sakate: I pray for my immune system.

Yuuto: It was quite interesting seeing everyone fail and burn. I made cup ramen, Yukimura-san broke a pan, Mitsuba-san burnt himself, Tanaka-san was playing Cooking Mama, Kawaguchi-san nearly set the kitchen on fire, Mikitaka-san cross-contaminated his cutting boards, Katsumi-san's clumsiness made her a tripping hazard, Taiga-san dropped a mixing bowl and shattered it, Tadokoro-san tried to microwave an egg, and the rest of them didn't even bother trying.

Sakate: What the hell kind of dishes were you guys trying to make?!

Yuuto: Eventually, we whittled down our best cooks to Misogi-san, who's part of the cooking club, and Nora-san, who cooks for Katsumi-san in his spare time. Together, they collaborated on the food you're about to taste.

Sakate: I'm not hopeful at all.

Kaido: *kicks open the door* Well you better be bitch, cuz I'm the one that's serving it! Wubba-lubba-dub-dub, mofo!

Sakate: K-Kaido?! What the hell are you doing here?!

Suzui: I thought he was on his yacht!

John: Taka, wass going on bruv?!

Yuuto: I had Kawaguchi-san call in a favour.

Kaido: Kawaguchi's old man used to work in my grandad's Chinese restaurant. We go way back.

Kawaguchi: And when there's food involved, I can always call in the rich calvary!

Kaido: Exactly. Now I'm here to serve you the best goddamn fried chicken these losers came up with! *slams down a plate of Mexican fried chicken in front of Sakate* Buen provecho, because abuelita Kaido is giving you a taste of Takayuki's Authentic Mexican Restaurant!

Sakate: What is this?! It's power level... is over 9000!

Nora: *appears behind Kaido* I-it's fried chicken flavoured with buttermilk and Mexican spices!

Misogi: *appears behind Kaido* Me and Nora-san combined our knowledge of cooking together to create this fusion!

Nora: A-and of course, we had everyone taste test it first before approval!

Misogi: Everyone loved it, it was a stunning success!

Yuuto: Dig in!

Sakate, Suzui & John: *takes a bite*

Sakate: ARRIBA ARRIBAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! *clothes explode off*

Suzui: ¡ESTO ES TAN BUENO QUE ME HIZO HABLAR ESPAÑOLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL! *clothes explode off*

John: THIS CHICKEN IS SO GOOD, IT'S MAKING ME SPEAK IN NORMAL ENGLISHHHHHHHHH! *clothes explode off*

Nora: *high fives Misogi* A job well done!

Misogi: *high fives Nora* Alright, we did it!

Sakate: No puedo comprender... este pollo frito es piadoso...!

Suzui: Las especias, la jugosidad, la pile crujiente... fue perfecto! *has a heart attack out of happiness*

John: If you're ever down in the 1st Year classrooms, you have to pay a visit to Class 1-E's Takayuki's Authentic Mexican Restaurant! This place is the real deal, serving up quality fried chicken that will, quite literally, make you speak another language. You don't know!

Yuuto: *breathes a sigh of relief* Hey Yukina, you want some of this chicken?

Taiga: I think you just want to see her naked.

Yuuto: I'm not like that, I promise.

Taiga: Ahuh, I'll start believing it when you stop staring at my butt all the time.

Yuuto: Isn't that your own imagination?

Taiga: I can feel your gaze, Yuu-kun~

Yuuto: Scary...

(Conclusion)

Sakate: Wow, what a journey we've been through.

Suzui: I only died like seven times throughout that journey. I'd say that's a new record.

John: Boom bow, ya done kno!

Sakate: However, we must now rate the fried chicken we've ate to give out the rewards. How this is going to work is, each of us is going to choose our top three classes, and the class which ends up with the most unanimous votes will win. You ready lads?

Suzui: I know who I'm picking

John: Same bruv

Sakate: In three...

Suzui: Two...

John: One...

Sakate: Reveal! I chose 2-A's Kurosaki-san special, 1-E's Takayuki's Authentic Mexican Restaurant, and 1-B's golden fried chicken.

Suzui: I chose 2-A, 3-E, and 1-A as my favourites! 2-A because Kurosaki-san's fried chicken was the best, 3-E because I could feel the bois love flow through the dish, and 1-A because caviar and fried chicken is a surprisingly tasty combination.

John: Da ting go skrrrrrrrrrrah! 2-A has levels, 1-E had spice, and 1-D fo dat perfect masterclass on fried chicken, shout out to mans like Zy and Al, ya done kno!

Sakate: Huh. So we all agree 2-A won by a landslide, eh? I'm surprised you didn't go for 1-E too, Suzui.

Suzui: I liked theirs, but I'm not a fan of spicy food, so I actually preferred 1-A's take.

John: You mans capping not choosing 1-D over 1-B, biased ass judging smh

Sakate: Hey, 1-B helped me pay off my debt. Also, don't call me biased when you chose two classes you were in, ya clown!

John: Fook off

Suzui: Even though today was delicious for the most part, we never did get to figure out who made that fried chicken at the start, did we?

Sakate: No, we didn't... ah well, we'll get 'em next time. For now, I need to wire these rewards to 2-A, 1-E, and... we need a third place winner.

John: You lot better back 1-D, or else mans cheffing you wasteman in mans sleep, ya get me?

Sakate: Suzui?

Suzui: I mean, 1-D was good. I can agree it takes 3rd place.

Sakate: Aight then, 3rd place goes to 1-D.

John: Naisu fam. By da way bruv, mans sourced his chicken from Fuses innit.

Sakate: I'm sorry, what was that?

John: Da chicken we had dis morning, it was from Fuses innit. Ya kno, da chain from England dat got brought o'er here?

Sakate: ...

John: Wot bruv?

Suzui: Oh no, John, what have you done... *facepalms*

John: Mans telling lies, wass dis about?!

Suzui: Well, this was a fun time! I'm not staying for this. Thank you for having me, Sakate! My channel is Suzuigguk if you want to go ahead and subscribe! I'm going now! *runs away in a flash*

John: Babes, did mans just ditch me?

Yukina: *nods the camera*

John: Wasteman!

Sakate: ...John.

John: Lord have mercy innit.

Sakate: You're telling me that this entire time, you knew where this chicken came from...?

John: Mans never asked, so mans never gave da sauce. Mans not a snitch, never snitched ever, swear down.

Sakate: COMMON SENSE WOULD FOOKIN' DICTATE THAT YOU TELL ME WHERE YOU GOT THE CHICKEN FROM WHENEVER I BROUGHT UP THE REASON WHY WE'RE DOING THIS IN THE FIRST PLACE, YOU DIV! YOU MADE ME GO THROUGH ALL THAT HARD WORK, EFFORT, AND TERRIBLE FRIED CHICKEN, ONLY TO TELL ME AT THE END THAT THIS IS FROM A CHICKEN CHAIN, AND THAT'S WHY IT WAS SO SHITE? WHAT THE FOOK DO YOU HAVE TO SAY FOR YOURSELF YOU DISGRACE OF AN ENGLISH PIG!

John: *whips out the plastic shank* Blud, keep yelling at mans and mans gonna chef you up, best believe bruv

Sakate: YOU THINK I'M AFRAID OF A TWIDDLY PLASTIC SPOON? *slaps the shank out of John's hands and puts two slices of bread between John's ears*

John: Bruv, dat one dere was a violation, personally mans wouldn't have it

Sakate: THAT'S WHAT I FOOKIN' THOUGHT, HARD MAN! *pushes bread harder on John's head* NOW, WHAT ARE YOU?

John: John Fields bruv

Sakate: I SAID, WHAT ARE YOU!

John: Johnathan Fields bruv!

Sakate: ANSWER ME PROPERLY YOU SACK OF USELESS FRIED CHICKEN SHITE

John: MY FULL NAME IS JOHNATHAN ADEBIYI GRASSFIELDS INNIT

Sakate: NOT THAT

John: WHAT DOES MANS WANT MANS TO CALL MANSELF? AN IDIOT SANDWICH?

Sakate: YES YOU IDIOT SANDWICH

John: MANS AN IDIOT SANDWICH, ALLOW IT BLUD

Sakate: *takes the pieces of bread and shoves it into John's mouth* Enjoy the taste of dumbassery, Johnathan Adebiyi Grassfields Innit!

John: *munching on bread* Innit's not part of mans name innit, mans name is just Johnathan Adebiyi Grassfields... innit.

Sakate: Oh. My bad, Johnathan Adebiyi Grassfields. You're still an idiot sandwich, by the way.

John: Mans a sand witch, allow it.

Sakate: And that's all for today's episode of Journey Across GEN! A huge thanks to Suzui and John for joining me to make it more bearable, Yukina for being my camerawoman that didn't get distracted by simp 1 and simp 2, and Kurosaki for making the best fried chicken out of these fifteen terrible classes. But yeah, it's been a hell of a ride, but now it's at an end. Thank you guys, thanks for watching, now take it away John!

John: G-E-N. So much Yukina! No Yukina! No Yukina! G-E-N! Too much Yukina! No heroine! No heroine! Oh my god!