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@diningkitchen
Casual clothing, store closed for the day [he hopes] the seventeen year old chef who only just graduated had a box full of cooking utensils and a small notebook at hand.
“I’m very interested in meeting this master chef, you have not given his name though.”
marcarxta:
“You’re still quite young, are you not? I would’ve imagined you’d have school or other commitments; unless you want rumours to start about allowing a strange girl and a creepy clown into your establishment after hours… That’s bound to attract some attention. And I’ll have nothing to gain from it…” She sighs, sipping her tea. “They say all’s fair in love and war, but for me, it seems rather unbalanced… You in the very least are likely to find someone within your lifespan.”
Considering Marcarita had been alive for literal millions of years and was still a hopeless romantic… She didn’t anticipate things changing in the next million either.
“A customer is still a customer. And I already graduated, I’m working full time now in this place, I am the owner after all.” it was said with a humbeness of someone who had done way too much to be actually humble about everything and anything. Being someone who used to be part of the elite ten of a elite cooking school, he had a lack of ego.
“I’m sure you’ll find someone eventually.”
marcarxta:
“My partner?” That brings about a pleased laugh, the angel having to cover her mouth embarrassed at the belt of laughter escaping her. “Oh no, it is a strictly professional relationship; I’d hardly even call us associates, it’s more of a… king to an advisor situation. The unknowing puppet being controlled by the wise second-in-command, you know?”
She looks at the tuna with a hum. “No allergies, but I’m not a fan of raw fish… I decided to treat my Lord because he’d never tried sushi before. So I’m afraid you may be hard-pressed to make a filling meal for me, considering your… menu.”
“Business then. But don’t worry, I would be a poor chef if I only did just sushi. There are other dishes I could do, but its getting late.” for a human, he’s just a normal human with a extra ordinary sense of taste and cooking. He learned it all from his mother, of course and so making artisinal sushi was his living and passion.
“I’m sure the king will make some big decisions later on...or not. It all depends, but your welcome to come in after work hours, since my reservations are fully booked till next two years.”
marcarxta:
“Well I’m rather unsatisfied, but I’m sure a handsome young man like yourself wouldn’t care for someone like me…” Marcarita hums, sipping her tea. “We visited seven other restaurants before coming here, and each one only seemed to disappoint him more. He’s never had seafood before~”
“I’m glad at least, that I could make your partner happy with his meal. But perhaps next time, if you visit again I can give you a dish that can satisfy you.” though he has a few hundred ideas, he needs to know the limits...
“Are you allergic to anything perhaps?”
marcarxta:
“I have yet to encounter a chef who can satisfy my Lord to that extent… Initially he came here in quite an irritable state, but your cooking seems to have put him at ease. You must be quite skilled, to quell his anger… In a way, you deserve to be a hero for that~”
“Any chef who can’t satisfy the customer...can’t be called a chef.”
“In any case, if he went to any other restaurant, i’m sure he would have been happy as well. He ate like he never eaten things before.”
marcarxta:
The angel pouts, offering her cup. “You remind me of another man I knew… I wonder if you’re as cowardly as him. Besides, what are the odds I’ll come back here with such a cold attitude directed to me?”
“The world has far more superior chefs compared to me out there. I am not the best at cooking.” understatement of sorts since he rarely cooks outside his chosen field, but he has a thousand years of cooking knowledge in his brain.
“I’m just not very good company as well.” More tea is poured!!!
marcarxta:
“Mm, well, it’s only bound to get better, wouldn’t you say?” The angel muses, thanking him for the tea. The Destroyer’s peacefully fallen asleep, stuffed full of fish and alcohol. She taps his shoulder and he disappears with a pop, leaving the seat beside her open for Saito.
“I mean, if you’d wish to learn more about me~”
...
“No, I”m fine with this customer employee relationship.” that was rather harsh but he prefers a safe distance for now, considering he just saw actual magic happen right in front of him.
“More tea?”
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marcarxta:
“Master level… how so?” The angel hums, tucking back her hair. “All that occurred… Well, I have no reason to tell you, but I suppose I should entertain you in exchange – was an acceleration in time. Not so much that would push you to the point of exhaustion, just forwarding of time that had everyone ready to leave. And the dishes… That’s a secret. But go ahead, prepare whatever you like, although I imagine most of it is done~”
She smiles playfully, a hand on her cheek as she watches the chef.
The fish was deboned in the span of four seconds. Moments really, but as fast as say in any fights, but leave him to his own devises and he can prepare the restaurant in under thirty minutes or so.
He comes back with some fatty tuna rice balls as a snack for them, the tuna inside being lightly seared on its skin.
“Was everything to your liking today at least? I’m afraid your meeting was very short notice so I only could prepare what we had in hand.”
Tea is poured gracefully...
marcarxta:
“Is that so?” Another tap, and she sighs. “Tea it is, then~” There’s a silence to the restaurant, and in a heartbeat, everyone has emptied out; as if time itself had accelerated forward faster than anyone could track. Well, to any mortal, at least. Technically speaking, the store was closed now, which was why it was now empty.
“Although it seems to just be us here… With no dishes, either~” Just as she’s said, there’s not a dirty plate or glass to be seen, everything is polished clean besides what’s currently in front of the Destroyer.
...
Accelerate heartbeat but also excitement because things just got a lot more interesting, not as interesting as being beaten by a freshman in a shokugeki but interesting none the less.
“My... thats some skill there. It must have taken master level to done that.”
“But as a professional, I recommend not doing so again. Please.” It feels like he has done a whole day work in the span of ...did he really feel that or was that just his imagination?
“I suppose I can entertain you, but would you mind if I do some prep for tomorrow as well?”
diningkitchen:
The man hums in thought, looking at the fish with a sigh. “Still lack’n the beau’y I want…” Even while he eats, he still doesn’t react, although by the hefty tip he leaves (being a little over half of what his total meal was worth…), it seems he still enjoyed it. He was considered one of the pickiest eaters of all Bishokuya for a reason; turning down offers from even the greatest chefs to be in a combo with him. It was said he had found a partner, but nobody could confirm it due to his unbelievably high standards.
“How much will it cost to borrow you for the day?” Sani asks, a hand over his face. “I understand your service is well in-demand, and every day of business is important, which is why I will pay you twice that amount to have you in my company, Santo-san.” Was it intentional that he got the chef’s name wrong? Perhaps.
“Oho? Well that depends. Will it be because you need me for my expertise during your hunts for quality ingredients? Or perhaps you want me to meet someone. For professional setting, I can only give sundays since that is my day off, but for ingredient gathering, its for free.” Its still free either way. its not like he lacks experience, his giant sushi knife being also a weapon. But every chef would never use the knife they cook with to kill something. Thinking of that bacteria makes him shudder.. anyways not important.
Still the grace he responds was something, as he didn’t react to the wrong name.
“In any case, my only clear schedule is at Sundays if thats alright. Though this is surprising to be asked by a heavenly king...no by you specifically.’ he’s already making more orders since he can still hear them from the private room.
marcarxta:
“A pleasure to make your acquaintance, Saito-san.” She taps her staff, providing the Destroyer with another bottle of alcohol. “I would appreciate some tea and company, if I may…”
“Unfortunately I’ll be busy, but the tea can be done. Its from the Wuyi mountains from China and its called the Ncarcicuss Oolong tea.” a tea that cost a wopping 100,000 dollars. In any case it had a honey aroma to it, with a dark brew...
“Would that be satisfactory?”
Somei Saito dish on his first shokugeki against the rebels.
diningkitchen:
Sani watches the chef calmly, even when the dish is presented before him. The Bishokuya hums in thought, before turning his attention to the garden. “Still lackin’ the bang I’m looking for… As beaut’ful as your performance was, it needed more grace ‘n energy…”
He calmly eats his sushi without the slightest change in expression, the same bored look on his face as he finishes his meal.
“Is this the highest quali’y fish you can provide?” He asks.
Well its to be expected with someone like a heavenly king, and whose connected to IGO. No doubt more powerful masters were there , but he’s here to serve sushi and not put on a show...that much. He’s not that offended, knowing the other reputation.
“I see, I will strive to do better with the next dish then.”
A few minutes later---!
“Apologies for the wait, Ten pieces of Tuna Ruby orb sushi at your leisure.”
marcarxta:
“I don’t eat raw seafood, myself… But by the looks of it, my Lord would like more alcohol.” She says this simply, as Belmod finishes his fourth bottle, alternating between chugging the liquor and eating the sashimi.
“Do you have a name, though? It’s rare that Lord Belmod downs such food with such vigour.”
Huh.
“Somei...Saito. I am but a sushi maker and master of this restaurant.” being only just eighteen, he could operate under his own name though. Every sushi made by him was like eating a [censor] that leaves you wanting for more. In short it was a lot better then regular sushi out there.
Thankfully this was a private room. Some official looking people hoping extremely good food would entertain the strange people.
“ Very well, we have some tea from other countries, if you prefer to drink and wait.”
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Sushi made so fast that a plate has been put elegantly into the latest customer in a instant! Sushi so good its top trending restaurant in all of [insert toriko country here]! Some would say he would become the next national food treasure, alas he has no aspiration...for now. He is only 18 after all, legally allowed to work officially under his name since his birthday.
The restaurant is full, but the private room which offers a view of one of the most beautiful japanese themed gardens, only had one person.
“Madame Fish Sushi is served.”