Kyojuro Rengoku

You know Kyojuro since you were a teenagers. You shared a lot of things in common, but your favorite activity was to be in the kitchen, where you deployed your culinary skills, transforming the dining room in a delivious feast and Kyojuro was always willing to taste every single one of your dishes. However, when time came to choose a University, the imminent separation between you happened, leaving Kyojuro, not only with a broken heart, but also with an empty stomach.

With the years, you lose contact and went through separate ways: you became a promising chef that just opened a restaurant and was ready to receive the first reviews, and Kyojuro became in a food critic-taster quite objective and thorough.

The motivations that led Kyojuro to make his taste more respectable, were his wish to find you. He knew that your dream was to open a restaurant and he had all his faith in you. He was sure that you would make it and proposed to find you. Was his job that made him forget about his motivation a little, that spark he used to have tasting food more for pleasure than for his job. The day he would give the review of your restaurant, Kyojuro was unaware of who was the owner.

This night's dinner developed in six times perfectly marinated, balanced and taken on time. One after the other, Kyojuro tasted the dishes in silence. He learned to eat like that and keep his emotions for his childish years when he allowed himself to shout “Umai!” after every delicious bite.

Even though the dinner was impecable, Kyojuro didn't perceived the essentia: the heart of the food. By finishing his tasting, he cleaned delicately his mouth with the cloth napkin, and with a serious expression, he got up from his seat justt to inform that the rating wouldn't at all be satisfactory. When he requested to speak with the head chef, his heart stopped at seeing you and he could only say: “You...”