Eternal First Love

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"Brown"

"Napoli Dining D'Angelo"

Add salt to draw out sweetness.

Tomato 60 to onion 40.

Good balance of energy.

Macrobiotic tofu mozzarella pizza.

Crispy wheat gluten cutlet.

Baba with limoncello.

Welcome!

Fusilli with tomato sauce.

Perfect.

- Your brown rice risotto. Please enjoy.

- Thanks.

Here you are.

Delicious, as always.

You and another woman, as always.

- Leave me alone.

- I'm just kidding.

- This is good.

- This is good.

- Thanks for coming

- Delicious?

- Yes, Thanks!

- Welcome.

Here's your change. Thank you.

- It taste good, Bye.

- Thanks.

"Ruri Sato"

I have to give an answer

to Mr. Mizusawa today.

I thought I'd get your opinion first.

That's all. I'll talk to you later.

"1 missed call"

Make my own decisions, huh?

Sorry to make you wait. Take...

Takeshi...

Why do you come here?

Ruri...

Yeah?

Watch out!

ETERNAL FIRST LOVE

- Um...

- Yuuki...

I'll get the doctor.

Do you realize what you did?!

A person is dead because of you!

You know! Do you know!

Who... are you?

What a surprise seeing

you come out of your room.

Who are you?

- Satoshi.

- Satoshi...

Do you know me?

Yuuki Makihara.

Yuuki Makihara...

Is Yuuki your brother?

- Uncle.

- Uncle...

So it's true. You lost your memory.

You have retrograde amnesia

caused by head trauma.

You have no memory of

events before the injury.

I've been interested in neuroscience.

What are you doing?

Cleaning the kitchen.

The kitchen should be kept clean.

Or else, it'll feel bad.

Uncle!

Uncle!

How long are you gonna do that?

The kitchen should be kept clean.

Or else, it'll feel bad.

Mr. Mizusawa says that too.

You really are his apprentice.

Thank God you're awake.

I thought you died.

You better lie down.

Thanks.

It's the first time you thanked me.

First time?

I'll thank you properly. You hungry?

Oh well.

Buon appetito.

Only on special days.

Wow. Let's eat.

What do you call this?

Angel's rice omelet.

Angel?

You should make a happy face

especially when you're sad.

Then an angel will give you

a gentle push from behind.

Someone cooked for me in Naples too.

Good. I'm happy.

What was that?

Do you remember something?

The sense of taste and

smell can stir up memories.

Who was she?

What are you doing?

Did you make that?

Then...

You're kidding.

Are you my sister?

You really don't remember?

You're much older than me.

Half brother and sister.

Dad was 25 when I was born

and 40 when you were born.

You come out of your room for

the first time in 3 years,

cause a fatal accident

and conveniently lose your memory.

Why am I the sister of a man like you?

How long do I have to wait?

His ashes are entombed already.

You've done enough

and you're not even his family.

Sorry.

I'm sorry about Takeshi

and I realize how

hard it must be for you.

That's why...

I wanted to wait until

you came to terms with it.

But can't you consider my feelings too?

I really don't want to ask this but...

What does Take mean to you?

More than a childhood friend, right?

Is he the one you...

I think... friends.

Friends?

Maybe you won't believe me

but there's no other word for us.

Not family nor siblings

nor lovers.

I'm sorry I can't explain well. But...

he's important to me.

More than me?

Maybe that's how you feel

but how did Take feel?

He...

That day... I think he came running...

to tell you something important.

A special feeling of his.

At least to me

that's how it looked.

I do feel bad about this.

But... with the way I feel now,

I can't get married...

All right.

I'll wait. I'll wait

until you're ready.

I'm sorry.

We heard you come every week.

We're so very sorry.

That's enough.

You can stop apologizing.

Obviously we're ready

to pay reparations...

As I told your father,

I don't want any money.

I'm not his family.

Our father came?

He gave me a blank check.

I hope he wasn't rude...

Will you please go now?

Please... Leave me alone.

I don't want money.

Miss Sato... I heard you were here.

I have nothing to say to you.

You were...

My girlfriend...

Isn't that right?

I'm sorry to surprise you.

But at least

I was in love with you.

Or that's how I felt for a long time.

What do you want?

Is it not true?

That's what my memory tells me.

Miss Sato!

"Takeshi Tanaka"

It's me.

It's me.

It's me. It's me!

So... Mom told me...

what happened.

I don't know who I am.

Well, you do have amnesia.

But... maybe no one knows who he really is.

We can't see ourselves...

without being reflected off something.

You're philosophical.

So we need someone to look at us.

Uncle... I have a favor to ask.

What?

Will you teach me how to cook?

When people eat good food,

they smile and look happy.

Yeah.

I haven't seen Mom smile recently.

And if people kept eating good food

and smiling there

wouldn't be any conflict.

To tell you the truth,

that's what I want to do.

So?

Okay.

I have a favor too, then.

Will you stop calling me "uncle"?

Shall I call you "Yuuki" or what?

You see, it doesn't feel right.

Then what?

Napoli.

Napoli?

I think that was my nickname

when I was a kid.

- Okay. Napoli, it is.

- Thanks.

By the way, I have a name too.

Satoshi.

Satoshi.

First, the basics. Cutting an onion.

Go like this.

- The fettuccine's getting too soft!

- Yes.

No! Watch this.

Not like that. Quicker.

How many times I have taught you.

- The order for Table 12.

- Yes

- Take,

- Yes

work harder or you'll

never handle a frying pan.

Yes, sir.

Onions really make you cry, huh?

Funny, isn't it? I wonder why.

"Nanki Shirahama Airport"

Cooking starts with the ingredients.

They grow organic vegetables here.

I hear about them a lot these days.

Vegetables that...

are grown in soil made of compost

without use of chemicals for 2 years or more.

It's huge.

A good sweet potato feels heavy.

It looks good.

What do I do with these?

The best place...

to eat something is where

it was caught or grown.

Right when they're fresh.

Napoli!

This is a bad idea.

You're ditching the funeral.

Shouldn't you, Ruri...?

Say goodbye to your dad?

It's not a goodbye.

Napoli

You're doing fine...

without your parents.

I will be too without my dad...

Hurry up! Good food!

Look at this lobster.

It looks great.

Okay, to finish it off...

Zuppa di mare... Seafood soup.

Here I go.

How is it?

Not bad.

What does that mean?

There's more. Want some?

We have rice flour bread.

It's really good.

- Here you go.

- Thanks.

This bread is yummy!

What do you want to eat

for your last meal in life?

Let me think... How about you?

- Spaghetti Neapolitan.

- Like I said...

No Spaghetti Neapolitan in Naples.

It's true.

I used to live there.

But I wanna eat it.

Then I'll make it for you.

Really? When?

Let's see...

The best day of your life.

I'll make the perfect

Spaghetti Neapolitan.

It's a promise, okay?

You cleaned your room?

They say brain damage

and memory loss

can turn a person into someone else.

I see it's true.

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