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[swordboning]

Today, I'll have you staring at my back, looking on in despair. If you'd like, I'll let you even back down and run away, mired in your own thoughts.

[His hands deftly reaches into a tank of water and pulls out.....a shark.]

Hmph.

[Oh god, yes. It's that smirk.]

Losers can't take on the title of Iron Chef, in case you were actually thinking of winning.

[Because the best, non-lethal way to settle this is through a cooking contest....yes.]

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[projections]

Are you still going on calling me an idiot? You idiot.

It's not that I don't understand. Quite frankly, I think you're the one who's misunderstanding.

[Archer's being too relaxed. When he loses Shirou's going to rub it in that much more. On the other hand, losing to this guy would be insulting.]

[swordboning]

Maybe you should open a book sometimes. A casserole didn't start as a mix of ingredients mashed together but as a way of cooking. If you don't even know that, you can't even compete.

[projections]

Sorry to disappoint you but I'm already competing and my victory's sealed.

So, what's an Archer doing with all of this knowledge on cooking? You're the weird one here, not me.