#119th generation

Sumire

Sumire is actually kind of short, but people tend not to notice because she dresses in a way that creates the illusion of height. (Bella only noticed when they started living together and she was like “Oh my god; you’re tiny!”)

She has contemplated the idea of a poly relationship with Erik and Akane more than once, but is way too shy to bring the possibility up to either of them. 

Feels a spiritual connection with the character Mai from Avatar: The Last Airbender

Her dessert palate became pretty refined during her brief friendship with Maria Aldini, but her favorite ice cream flavor is still vanilla.

She made out with Sadatsuka Nana at a party when they were second years.

Sumire is on the phone gossiping with her dad Subaru at least once a week.

She’s always on her laptop or tablet and rarely writes by hand, but when she does, she always uses a very specific kind of gel pen. 

She’s a very good driver, and drives her friends everywhere because she does not trust a single one of them. 

Raiden randomly introduced her to Flamin’ Hot Cheetos and they changed her life. (Akane @ Raiden “Stop spreading your bad habits to other people!!!”) 

She’s a pretty good dancers, but will just hang out by the snack table at parties unless she’s had a little to drink.

Erik

Erik has been in charge of handling the family’s taxes since he was like fourteen because Alice cannot be bothered and Ryo gets so annoyed with it he’s literally thrown computers out the window.

If he ever committed a murder and needed help hiding the body, the first person he would call is Aunt Erina. They’re not super close, but the two of them have that kind of relationship. 

Erik and Great-grandpa Senzaemon were the only two people who could talk his sister Sofia down from a tantrum when she was little. Sofia was very put out by the idea of him having to go to school and leave her alone for hours at a time. 

Also, knows how to do hair because little sister. 

Ryo kind of enrolled him in a not-so-secret underground fight club

Akane made him watch Gossip Girl with him, and he was pretty into it after a while. He would definitely rewatch it if the opportunity ever presented itself. 

He is basically incapable of sleeping in because Ryo, Soe, and Senzaemon programmed him to wake up at the crack of dawn and work out; he hates it so much, but it’s part of him.

He cannot play any instrument to save his life. 

He’s never lost a game of Monopoly.

Bella dabbled in cheerleading for the few years she went to school in the U.S. Ikumi has a few pictures of her with her little uniform and pompoms and Sosuke teases her to hell and back over it. 

She has contemplated opening a restaurant that just serves different types of garlic bread with dips and toppings. 

Her relationship with cows is quite complicated. She finds them so adorable and sweet, but at the same time, she’s going to eat them. 

She once once did a figure skating routine to “Shake It Off” by Taylor Swift.

She can be competitive to the point of self-destructiveness. She once continued to compete in a skating competition with an injury because she wanted the medal and Grandpa Mito was watching. 

She’s very good at gambling; counting cards comes naturally to her, and she can maintain a strong poker face. 

She wants to get a motorcycle, but Akane won’t let her. 

She regularly shows up to classes in track suits (uniform? what uniform?)

Wakes up super early every day, but still ends up late to things because she over-commits to her early morning endeavors. Yes, this girl is baking focaccia at 7 o’clock in the morning. 

Hi! I hope you’re doing well too! This year has been so much. I have an embarrassing amount of Portraits of 119 WIPs in my drafts. Here’s one that centers on the new Polar Star kids (sorry it isn’t finished yet!)

Yukihira Raiden knew that it was rare for his father to ask favors of him, so when the old man called to see if he could check up on a friend’s shop over summer break, he had agreed without hesitation.

“You guys really didn't have to give up your whole break for this,” Raiden reminded his friends for the umpteenth time as they pulled up to the Okinawa beach house great-grandpa Nakiri left him in the will.

“This is way nicer than the beach trip I had planned anyway,” Utau said with a shrug. After receiving murder stares from Maria and Yuna, she backpedaled a bit. “Uh, I mean we're your friends and we have your back and stuff.”

“Thanks, Kawashima,” he said with a grin. “I'm gonna take a look around, but listen, hot tub's out back.”

“You don't have to tell me twice,” Utau sang as she made her way out to the patio. And of course Aoki-senpai was right on her heels.

“Library's upstairs,” he continued.

Yuna nearly gasped. It was said that the late Nakiri Senzaemon held an unprecedented number of rare culinary texts and personal food writing in his private collections. “T-thanks, Yukihira-kun,” she squeaked before mounting the stairs with a wide-eyed Endomoto Kairi behind her.

“So where are we headed?” Sosuke asked when only he and Maria remained.

“Are you sure you don't want to check out the beach or something?” Raiden asked them.

Maria just shrugged. “We can all head to the beach when we’re done with this.”

The shop was a quaint seaside shack, where beach-vacationers and locals alike could walk in for some world class casual faire.

However, despite the throngs of students on the beach and commuters racing home with the evening rush hour, the restaurant was all but deserted when the Totsuki students arrived.

“You kids are early,” the owner chef said as he came around to shake their hands.

“What seems to be the problem?” Maria asked after tasting chef's takoyaki. Everything they’d sampled has been delicious.

“There’s a place up the beach that’s recently come under new management. They cut deals with some of my suppliers to drive up the prices, and brought in some hotshots to revamp their menu.”

“That’s awful,” Maria said. “We’ll do whatever we can to help.”

“Someone’s pumping money into dude’s competition,” Sosuke said as soon as they left the shack. “Probably took one hell of a bribe to turn the vendors.”

“Who had that kind of pull?” Maria questioned, still nibbling on her stick on dango. “Well, besides your people?”

Hi! I don’t mind at all! I actually took the enneagram personality for Akane, Maria, Bella, and Yuna a while back, but with Myers-Briggs I’ll just have to give my best guess lol. 

Raiden - ENFP

Akane - ENTJ

Erik - ENTP

Maria - INFP

Bella - ESFP

Sosuke - ESTP

Sumire - INFJ

Yuna - ISFJ

Utau - ESTJ

Kairi - INTP 

100. “Like my Dad always says-” “Stop quoting him.” + The Yukihira Nakiris

Nakiri Erina kicked off her shoes as soon as she got home from her dinner service at The Evening Star, and left her whites on the floor of her bedroom before heading directly into the shower. These were habits that usually drove her husband up a wall, but he was off at his Paris restaurant, and she deserved a long bath and a glass of wine. 

She had just stepped out of the master bathroom and changed into her pajamas and robe when she heard the sound of a washing machine starting. She looked down and her forsaken whites—as well as all the other garments she’d left laying about over the past week—had vanished. 

When she went to the laundry room, Raiden was loading the dark clothes into the second washer and whistling along to the song blasting in his airpods.

“Hey, ma.” He flashed a bright grin when he saw her. “Did you eat yet?”

Erina blinked once. Twice. When on earth did he get to be so much like his father?

“So you finally remembered that you have a mother,” she quipped before pulling him into a tight hug. She still couldn’t process the fact that he was taller than her now. “And weren’t you just in Prague? When did you get in?”

“My plane landed at 11:30,” he replied. “I just took the air-train straight into Tokyo.”

Erina sighed. Had no one in this family of hers ever grasped the concept of advance notice? “I would have sent a car to get you if you’d said something.” 

“I actually only booked my ticket a few hours before the flight,” he said. “Pops keeps telling me how the prices can hit rock bottom on the day of, so I decided to try it this time.”

Erina couldn’t help but roll her eyes. She would never understand how a child of hers had become so budget conscious. “And why are you doing laundry, of all things, when you just got off a thirteen hour flight?”

“I mean, pops always says if you don’t get to it right away, it’ll start piling up and—”

“Please stop quoting him,” she said, caught halfway between a laugh and a groan. “You took after me in the beginning, you know.”

“Still do,” he promised. “Let me show you the dish I came up with this time.”

They’d just reached the kitchen when Erina heard a key turn in the door. No fucking way. 

“Yo, Erina.” Souma came in wearing a grin toting only his knife case. Even in his forties, he still moved like a goddamn alley cat. “Oh, and Raiden too? I guess I picked a good time to come home.”

“I thought you were in Paris until the end of the week,” Erina said, smiling despite herself.

“My flight app showed me a ticket for only €350, so I decided to just leave early. Besides, I missed you.” Souma crossed to her in three quick strides and kissed her briefly. “Let me get a load of laundry started and then I'll show you two my new menu item.” 

“I already have both of the washers going,” Raiden told him. 

“Good shit, kid. I bet your mother left her clothes all over the house again.” 

“How disrespectful,” Erina snapped, her cheeks pinking a bit at being called out so accurately. 

“C’mon, pops. It wasn’t even that bad this time, especially when you think about the Sydney house right before Christmas last year.”

“You thought that was bad? You should have seen the California place right before we opened Canvas. You could barely even see the floor—”

“Enough about the laundry, already!” With an annoyed huff, Erina stomped back into the kitchen. “It seems like it’s time to remind you both who the real MVP of this household is.”

❥: who is more likely to plan something big for valentine's day?

Honestly, I can see both of them planning something in secret to surprise the other, and then things going horribly wrong because they each have reservations at different places at the same time. It eventually reaches a point where they just decide to alternate who gets to make the plans each year.

💝: who spends more time (possibly overthinking) what presents to get the other?

Maria, definitely! After growing up with Bella, she knows that rich kids are incredibly difficult to shop for (because there is a 99.9% that if they’d like something they already own it) so she always spends months thinking of what to do for him. Usually she ends up inventing a new sweet or dish for him, and then (politely) asking everyone else to leave the dorm for the evening so she can create a romantic atmosphere. 

💜: who said "i love you" first? or, if neither has said it yet, who is more likely to say it first?

Akane

6. Rural living or urban living?

Definitely urban! Leave it up to Akane, and she’d live in the middle of Paris for the rest of her life. 

9. Brutal truth or blissful lie?

Brutal truth. She’s pretty good at sensing bullshit (she gets that from Hisako) and has very little patience for it. She always prefers for people to be direct with her. 

15. Tradition or innovation?

Tradition, at least when it comes to cooking. When she was training under Tsukasa Eishi, he basically taught her that surprises and showmanship are for people who can’t contend with perfection. 

23. Company or solitude?

Company, but only that of a select few people. 

25. Shame or pride?

Pride! There is so much pride inside of this girl. 

Raiden

6. Rural living or urban living?

Urban probably, but Raiden can also enjoy a quieter area. 

9. Brutal truth or blissful lie?

Blissful lie, probably. He has a bit of an aversion to difficult emotional stuff. Good vibes only for Raiden. 

15. Tradition or innovation?

Innovation, at least with his cooking. He’s constantly racking his brain (and his palate) trying to come up with the next big thing. 

23. Company or solitude?

 Company usually, but sometimes he really just needs to be by himself. 

25. Shame or pride?