It's that moment for him. The way the look of satisfaction and pleasure spreads on Kita's face as soon as the food hits his tongue. The way his whole body shifts, responding to the texture and taste. It makes pride fill every millimeter of Osamu, and he sits up a little straighter, holds his head higher. Thinks, 'I want to do that for the whole world.'

"You really think so? I mean, ah, it's nothin'. Really simple dish, it's just about dressin' it up right."