Chapitre 5: 5
The inside of the restaurant was neatly decorated with paintings and unique looking patterns. It had a cosy atmosphere and murmuring could be heard in the background. They sat down at a table for three. A man walked to the table. "Jiro! HAHA! It's been a long time since you last visited!" The man loudly said. He smacked his hand on Jiro's back and as he laughed.
He was a rather burly man with orange hair tied in a side ponytail touching his chest. An unshaven face, pale blue eyes while his brows furrowed in a deep frown.
"AHhahah! Hideaki! Of course I would visit! The dishes you make are always the best!" Jiro said as he greeted the man who was now identified as Hideaki. Hisato blandly glanced at Hideaki before returning his attention to the delicious aroma.
"I presume you want ramen? Same for you too right, Zen?" He looked at Zen who was minding his own business.
Zen smiled, "Of course I want ramen, degraded version of the old man." He mockingly said.
Hideaki clicked his tongue, "Heh, how is Amera doing these days?"
Shivers went down Zen's spine the moment the name Amera got mentioned. Cold sweat appeared all over his face as he hastily replied, "Uhh she is doing fine…" He awkwardly laughed before burrowing his head in the menu.
Hideaki grinned before laying his eyes on Hisato. "What bout the kid? WAIT! Zen! Is it your kid? How could you hide the fact you had a kid from me. I am truly disappointed." Hideaki derisively said to get back at Zen.
Zen sighed and said, "No. This brat here is under my jurisdiction."
"So you adopted him?"
"I am not even going to respond to that anymore."
While Zen and Hideaki were verbally fighting, Hisato was quietly looking through the menu. "I would like ramen." Hisato said in a low voice. Although he spoke softly and quietly, it was heard clearly and the two men immediately stopped their lovers que- verbal fight.
"Hum, alright then." Hideaki said before turning around and walking towards the kitchen. A few seconds later, the delicious aroma intensified. Fire was crackling and steam exited the kitchen.
It took mere minutes before Hideaki came out of the kitchen. He served them a wheat noodles bowl in a soy sauce or miso soup mixed with many kinds of ingredients. From the looks of it, the toppings were green onion, slices of pork, egg and seaweed. "There you go. Hope you guys enjoy it" He immediately walked away as new customers entered.
Hisato grabbed the chopsticks and tasted it. That same moment, Hisato's eyes opened and his face lit up. The flavor of the ramen was very unique, different from anything Hisato had ever tasted before. He quickly took a bite from the pork and began to gobble it all. The way the pork was cooked made it so soft that sometimes it broke into pieces as soon as hisato caught it with his chopsticks. Zen glanced at Hisato and a contended smile formed on his face before starting to eat too.
After a few minutes, Hideaki came back and grabbed a chair. He placed it reversed down and sat on it, leaning his arms on the back of the chair. "So, how have you been, Jiro?"
"Haha, I have been fine. Ever since All Might showed up my workload has significantly decreased. We need more heroes like him since I could just doze off then. How about you?" He took a bite of some ramen before chewing on it and gulping it down.
"Good good, although lately, it's been really quiet… As if a storm is forming." Hideaki stroked his beard and glanced at Hisato.
"Hmmm, indeed. It's always calm before the storm." Jiro let out a small burp.
As the two were discussing various subjects, Hisato was quietly enjoying his food. "Oi brat," Zen looked at Hisato while slurping a few ramen in.
Hisato stopped eating and looked at Zen. "You seem to enjoy the food. It's like you haven't eaten in months."
He tilted his head as he began to think about it. "This is the first time eating something cooked ever since I went to the dimension." Hisato said before continuing to eat.
It didn't take long for them to finish. They even ordered more. The two old men were enthusiastically discussing with each other and Zen. Zen occasionally started a conversation with Hisato which didn't last long.
"Hisato was it?" Hideaki asked as he looked at Hisato. He nodded before yawning.
"It was nice to meet you. Although we didn't speak much it was still a pleasure." He extended his hand which Hisato shook. "I hope to see you visit again. You will come right?" He jokingly said. Hisato nodded as he really enjoyed the food.
"Alright, we will be leaving!" Jiro waved his hand before grabbing Zen and Hisato. Hisato quickly grabbed Kuro and hugged him tightly. Jiro then leapt into the air and dashed off.
"What a nice kid." Hideaki said as he suddenly came to the realization that they didn't pay. "WAIT! YOU DAMNED OLD MAN!" He ran outside in order to stop them but to no avail. "Well fuck."
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Name: Hideaki Shefu
Quirk: Culinary Intuition
He is able to become a master chef of the highest caliber, and he possesses a natural instinct for culinary cuisine in both taste and smell.
Affiliation: Shefu's Cove
Birthday: 4/9 Height: 176cm
Blood type: AB Likes: Cooking
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As they arrived at HQ, there were already people repairing the shattered window. They entered the room in which they were previously.
A robotic voice resonated through the room as they arrived. "Taemon Jiro, you have been ordered to go to section S1."
The old man began to awkwardly laugh, "I guess they found out it was me who broke the window. Well, off I go." He walked out of the room while quickly waving his hand. Zen didn't pay much attention to it as he had already expected it.
Hisato and Zen were the only ones left. The silence was awkward, "Alrighty, let me take you to your accommodation." He gestured to Hisato to follow him.
They exited the room and began walking through a large corridor. It seemed like it didn't have an end. Luckily, they stopped not long after they began to walk. Zen opened a door to his left and entered with Hisato following right behind him.
The inside was quite spacious and it was filled with furniture. At the back of the room, a comfy looking bed stood. Hisato's eyes shone the moment he laid his eyes on it. Next to the bed stood a small square table. It was painted black and there was nothing on it. There was also a bathroom with a bath. Altogether, it was a splendid room. "This is where you will be staying for now. Hope it's to your liking." Zen ruffled Hisato's hair before parting ways with him.
The moment Zen left, Hisato immediately went to bed and fell asleep...
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