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Nakiri, will you taste my dish?
Erina tells him no. Other than the fact that she doesn’t know who this person is, she’s got to get to the bathroom. She has already tasted enough, despite failing multiple people before even trying their dishes.
Erina-sama, are you feeling alright? You look like you’re about to puke.
Erina tells Hisako that she is fine and that she just needs time alone. Hisako looks a bit worried, but lets her go anyway. Erina hurries to the restroom. After making sure that there was no one else present, she kneels over the toilet and shoves her fingers down her throat. The food hits the water, which splashes up to her face. Disgusting. Her mind supplies her, but she has already come to terms with the fact that she’s more disgusting than this habit ever could be.