Zuina's older sister

"Why the hell'd you call her "Onee-sama"?" Rika asked.

Smack!

"Don't talk out of line or I shall muzzle you. Hmm, in fact let us do that now," Rebelle mused.

Azuki immediately kicked Rika in the stomach, stunning her. "My martial arts have improved since you graduated Tabemono Gakuin," she glared as she restrained Rika to a chair.

"Well, you are Tabemono's big game hunter. So, is that a wig or are you still bald from when you lost that cook-off to me?" Rika smirked.

"My hair is real. And speaking of which, my cooking has improved as well. Though I'd love to watch my good friend, Rebelle torment you, I have to be up early tomorrow, so I must be off to bed," Azuki glared as she left the pool area.

"So, what dirt did you dig up on her?" Rika glared.

"Why none whatsoever. We simply just share a similar belief system, that's all," Rebelle mused.

"And what's that?"

"That you are a threat to the gourmet elitist ideology."

"So, why'd you tie me to a chair?"

"Because I wish to converse with you on a matter."

"So will you let her go once you're done talking?" Waki glared as she and Mimi approached Rebelle.

"Why the vicious glare?" Rebelle sneered as she walked over to Benihime and Matcha and pressed cloths into their faces. The two immediately went limp, causing Waki and Mimi to charge at Rebelle. "Relax, that was simply some chloroform," Rebelle sneered as she effortlessly parried Waki's needles with her crop. "Hmm? My, you've undergone quite the makeover, Waki Kasegawa, or should I say Well poisoner," Rebelle sneered as she whipped out her phone and flashed a picture of what Waki looked like before her makeover.

The image was of a girl with pale skin and floor length straight black hair that covered her eyes and even her clothes. She truly did look like she was from a horror movie. Waki immediately froze and went pale as Mimi stared at her in confusion. "Who is she!?" she asked.

Me before I got a haircut and spray tan," Waki trembled.

"Why are you going pale? I don't see what was so scary about that picture."

"It's not that, she knows about me and Rika. In addition to being a top-class chef, Rebelle Milverton Adler is one of the nastiest blackmailers in the world."

"Now would the peanut galley voluntarily muzzle themselves while I proclaim my intent," Rebelle smugly glared.

"Onee-sama! Please stop harassing everyone!" Zuina trembled as she marched forward.

"Zuina Morsten Adler, did I allow you to talk yet?" Rebelle glared.

"You're a bully! All you do is gather people's secrets to blackmail them with!"

"And? It was because if that that we were able to start a new life for ourselves after our parents died. And for the record, I am a journalist and chef. I write culinary and gossip columns and own and manage the most high-class all organic restaurant, Nature's candy bistro."

"Wait, Zuina's your sister, for real?" Rika asked.

Smack!

"Disobedient, well guess I'll make do with muzzling you," Rebelle glared as she retrieved a gag ball from her bag.

"It's true, she is my older sister, though I'm surprised you didn't know that. We have the same last name," Zuina sighed.

"I um, didn't look at the employment documents," Rika sheepishly stated.

"Oh my! That might even elicit a laugh from me! Why you are just as carefree as you were back at Tabemono Gakuin!" Rebelle laughed as she twirled a gag ball in her hand.

"You were the worst senpai ever! A Makihara supporter, a blackmailing asshole, and you tried to kill me on that field trip to Madagascar- Mmph!" Rika glared as Rebelle gagged her.

"I did no such thing. Those horrible poachers were the ones that nearly killed you."

"Mmph NGH mmph ngh mmph! [And YOU hired them!]"

"Since I hear that Ryokoma's three main chefs are all out of commission, I am issuing a cook-off challenge to one Zuina Morsten Adler," Rebelle declared.

"Why Zuina!?" Waki asked.

"Because I wish to weaken the Ryokoma team before their big catering gig. Miss Helga Hepburn, Miss Nino Korosekai, our dear damsel Miss Rika Komachi, Miss Mocha Myouchi, and dear Mochi Myouchi shall be the judges," Rebelle sneered.

"And why would I judge?" Mochi glared as she slammed her book shut.

Rebelle simply went over to her and flashed her phone to her without saying a word.

"So, that's how you intend to force my hand. Very well, though I will not judge as strictly as I normally do," Mochi glared.

Mocha merely shot Rebelle a glare of pure malice and hatred as Rebelle smirked back at her.

"I've always hated you, you blackmailing piece of shit," Mocha glared.

"Likewise, you murderous punk," Rebelle retorted.

"And Why the hell should I judge?" Nino glared as she sat Ichika in a chair.

"Because I happened to catch a glimpse of something," Rebelle sneered as she secretly showed Nino a clear picture of her and Ichika on their kill spree.

"Shit! Alright, I'll play," Nino growled.

"Much appreciated, Miss Korosekai.”

"Korosekai? I thought her surname was Komachi? Oh, I guess maybe she-"

"No dear Zuina, Korosekai is Her’s and Rika's true original surname. For they are members of an infamous assassin family, the Korosekai family which is an offshoot of the Shibawara family which in turn is a branch of the infamous Bombino family of Italy," Rebelle sneered.

Zuina froze upon hearing the revelation. "Assassins!? Onee-sama, this isn't funny-"

Rebelle then showed Zuina her phone. Zuina went pale and struggled not to vomit as she looked at the images she was shown. "This was when I decided to take her and another kohai with me on a trip to Madagascar. There, I discovered she was actually a viscous assassin, in addition to killing the poachers, she also killed your dear friend Hinari. She's nothing more than a vicious murderer that's killed many in her assassin career; why, I even heard Shirohime-san's father was also one of her victims," Rebelle sneered.

Both Rika and Zuina went pale with shock upon hearing that.

"Hmm? Seems my journalistic judgement was correct. Shirohime-san is the only one present who seems to be unaware of Rika Korosekai's true past. She has been chloroformed and will not wake up for another hour. Of course, if Zuina loses the cook-off or refuses to partake in it, I shall tell Shirohime-san about you, Rika. Now should Zuina win, I shall release you and subject myself to a punishment. Hmm, perhaps maybe I'll let the young innocent blonde choose a punishment. No need to hold back, I'm immune to humiliation. Why I'll even adopt the bald look Miss Ichika Korosekai is permanently sporting," Rebelle sneered.

"Ya know, you and I might be part of the same team, but that doesn't mean I agree with you on everything. Though guess I'll judge. Not like I have anything better to do," Helga grumbled.

"And I appreciate you agreeing to judge. Of course, this is all up to Zuina. I'm giving her a choice whether to participate for Rika. Should she choose to and lose, she will be leaving her restaurant and coming to work at mine, where I will properly train her how to cook as per Makihara-san's wise words. But if she refuses the challenge, no punishment shall befall her. I'll even leave her friends alone," Rebelle taunted.

Zuina stood in silence before walking up to Rika. "Did you kill Hinari?" she asked.

"Mmph ngh mmph-"

"DID YOU KILL HER!?"

"Mmph," Rika somberly nodded.

"Oh, my apologies but the muzzle must stay on and may only be temporarily removed for when she samples dishes, assuming there will even be a cook-off," Rebelle sneered.

Zuina glared at Rika as Rika began to tremble. Based on Zuina's glare, it was looking like Zuina would refuse to participate.