Disaster strikes.

Just as Souma reached down to pick up the box of clothes. A new voice entered the Arena.

"Hey, Yamato. You called?" Asked a female voice. Hearing it the naked Souma panicked. His outstretched arms immediately moved back to his crotch, and he sped back to cover with Erina. In his haste he ended up slamming into the blonde, knocking them both onto the ground with Souma lying on top of her. Normally, this would be a very embarrassing moment for the couple, but they had bigger problems as what sounded like the footsteps of several people were heard entering the arena.

"Yukira, glad you and the boys were able to get here so quickly." The maintenance man named Yamato replied, "Sorry thought I heard something, but I guess it was nothing. Anyway, we need to clean this place up before the afternoon matches start. So, let's start by spreading out and collecting this stray equipment."

The janitorial staff started to spread out heading for various different parts of both cooking areas. Erina was in full panic mode. She had no idea what to do. There was no way they could procure their clothes without being caught. In a few seconds, they were going to find her. They were going to find her with Souma laying on top of her!

'Oh God' Erina thought feeling the shame. They needed to do something, but her mind was blank. Fortunately, Souma's wasn't.

"Come on," He whispered rising up onto his hands and knees. Souma crawled off of Erina and motioned for her to follow. **** and terrified the blonde beauty obeyed flipping over and crawling behind him. The janitors were closing in, and Erina was willing to do anything to save her modest. That anything came when Souma stopped in front of a cabinet underneath the station. He opened it up to reveal it was completely empty. It looked big enough to maybe fit a single person but likely not two. However, under these circumstances, neither chef cared about that as they squeezed themselves into the cabinet and shut the door.