Ok so before you start reading I just want to say this isn't MHA. I'm just a 'little' obsessed with Food wars right now and I'm a tempted to just turn this whole book into random anime one-shots so ye sorry for wasting your time have a good day/night. Also if you don't know what's going on with the MHA fandom go ahead and read my 'IDK' book

Jōichirō woke up to loud crashing noises in the middle of the night.

"What the hell?" Jōichirō drowsily said. He slowly sits up on his bed again questioning if that was just his imagination or something fell off one of the shelves.

Once again a loud noise came but this time the sound seemed to come from downstairs.

Jōichirō thought of the worst and suspected a robber was downstairs ruining the diner. He jumped out of bed, grabbed a broom, then ran downstairs.

When downstairs he peeked his head around the corner and saw that the diner looked fine but his thoughts were interrupted by again a loud noise coming from the kitchen.

He tiptoed towards the kitchen and when he got there he saw his son trying to crack an egg into a bowl.

"S-soma?!" Jōichirō yelled. He was very surprised to see his son cooking, or at least trying to cook at night.

Jōichirō chuckled and walked over to his son again trying to crack another egg in a bowl. (Miserably failing) And grabbed Soma's shoulder and shook him a little, when he still didn't wake up, he sighed once more then shook the hell out of Soma.

"Ah- Wah!" Soma yelped in surprise, he looked around for a moment before speaking again, "Oh hi dad! What are you doing? And why am I in the kitchen and why is it a mess?" Soma asked.

Jōichirō sighed and told his son to clean up and go to bed, he'll explain everything in the morning. 'Cooking at night as well? He really is my son' he thought to himself while picking up some eggshells.