Col Masaru's fried chicken

"And what shall I have the pleasure of making for you?" Benihime asked as she took orders.

The customers were a family of six consisting of a father, mother, and 4 girls; three of whom were triplets. Two of the triplets looked at each other and smiled as they turned towards Benihime.

"We want-"

"A large strudel-"

"....."

"KASUMI!"

"Cake," the third triplet groaned.

"I'll have the American steak gumbo. It seems all my time in America has caused me to crave American cuisine, even here," the father chuckled.

"A simple egg roll platter," the mother sighed.

"Come on Hitomi, you should be splurging a bit more. It's not every day or year that I come back to Japan."

"I know Howard, but I'm not a big eater."

The final child gazed at the menu as she twirled one of her twintails. "What kind of fried chicken you got?" she asked.

"Fried chicken?" Benihime asked.

"Yeah, like the stuff they serve in the convenience store."

"Um, well let me just check something really quick," Benihime nervously smiled as she retreated to the kitchen.

"Fried chicken? I can do it," Rika said.

"But convenience store chicken? I get that her pallet is not as sophisticated, but does she really just want some convenience store chicken?" Masaru grumbled.

"Heh, looks like some of your snobbishness got exiled to America. So, want me to handle the chicken?"

"No, I wish to tackle this challenge. If Makihara-san can adapt, then I should be able to too."

"Then knock it out of the park. I'll handle the gumbo while Mimi handles the strudel cake."

"Mimi!?"

"Yeah, her Tarte tropézienne was amazing. I think desserts might be her specialty. Besides, all the sweets she made for practice have been amazing."

"True. She also proved herself during the catering gig. Very well, she shall be allowed to cook desserts in the kitchen."

"Sweet. Hime-chan, go tell them the chicken's good then get working on some egg rolls that'll blow that customer's taste buds away."

"Much thanks for your wisdom my female knight," Benihime smiled as she left the kitchen.

...

Rika emerged with all the food and set the cart before the table. “One American steak gumbo for the father, some mouthwatering egg rolls for the mother, some Col Masaru fried chicken for the young lady, and a large strudel cake for the cute triplets," Rika smiled as she placed the food before the family.

The triplets all gazed at their cake in unison before immediately digging in.

"The is the best-"

"Cake-"

"...Ever," the triplets stated.

"This is delicious! It tastes better than the stuff in America," Howard stated as he ate his gumbo.

The girl meanwhile snarfed down all the chicken on her plate in seconds. "I wanna refill!" she proclaimed.

"Yuni! We are eating out-"

"It's fine Hitomi, today's a splurging celebration. It's not often we're all together like this. Besides, the triplets haven't even gotten through half the cake," Howard interjected.

Hitomi sighed and began to eat her egg rolls. To her surprise, she cleaned the plate in seconds. "Give ME seconds!" she demanded.

"Like mother like daughter," Rika laughed.

"Oh, Yuni's actually our niece, but we consider her our 4th daughter. Even though she's only a year older than the triplets, she's a genius. Why, she got a top 5 score on the mock exam despite just starting middle school," Howard boasted.

"Impressive. Well, I'll get those refills going," Rika smiled as she headed back to the kitchen.

"So how faired the meal?" Benihime asked.

"Col Masaru's is a big hit! She wants a refill. Refill on the egg rolls too," Rika smiled as she entered the kitchen.

"We are NOT calling the chicken that!" Masaru glared.

"Well too late, I told her that's what it is."

"Then tell her it's wrong."

"Then what is it? Since you created it, you tell her."

...

Masaru nervously exited the kitchen and placed the food before the family. "So, about the- about the meal-“

"You the chef? You're amazing! I think your Col Masaru's chicken has become my favorite fried chicken ever. Guess I'll be coming here after school. Hey, can we get a to go bag?" Yuni smiled as she devoured the plate in seconds.

"Take out egg rolls too," Hitomi growled as she too finished her refill.

"Y- Yes," Masaru stuttered as he returned to the kitchen.

"So, what did you tell them?" Rika smirked.

"We stick with the name," Masaru growled as his face went red with embarrassment.

"Got it, I'll tell Hime-chan to get more egg rolls going."

...

The happy family left as Masaru sighed. "Now I'll have to update the menus again," he groaned.

"Well hold off, cause I wanna add some new items too," Rika grinned.

"Like what?"

"Well, now that Mimi's on sweets duty, we can make more sweets. I actually wanted to try making a fusion of a Kringle and a crepe. Oh, and we could also start a doughnut and bagel line..."

Masaru simply smiled as Rika happily went on about what she wanted to add. "Perhaps you are more passionate than eccentric when it comes to cooking," he happily thought.