Eternal First Love Page #2

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It's not quite like that.

I really might be someone else.

The other day, you said you didn't know

who you were.

Yuuki Makihara was a pianist, right?

Napoli?

Napoli?

Why not me?

"Vienna Philharmonic invites..."

"Yuichiro Makihara as soloist"

Excuse me. Mr. Asakura is here.

Come on.

How was Yuuki?

Depressed.

That's too bad.

But it's because he's not good enough.

He's still young though.

At 25, he still hasn't

been onstage overseas.

He's out of the question.

I didn't want it...

to end with me.

That's why at age 40,

I produced him in a different womb.

I taught him everything I know.

Jinko and now Yuuki...

They both let me down.

Talent is not hereditary.

Napoli...

You okay?

Napoli?

He dumped me.

I'm not your love counselor.

Gimme some good food

to drown my sorrow in.

That, I can do for you.

Why don't men realize

what a great gal I am?

You choose the wrong guys.

I should settle for you.

I'm kidding. Now, food.

But eat in moderation.

I finally got accepted.

It's about time.

Why do you go to Italy every year?

To study cooking, of course.

In only 2 days each visit?

Just breathing the air

in Italy does me good.

You have no money saved up.

I have enough to get by

and that's fine with me.

Do you go there to see someone?

A super long-distance relationship?

What goes on inside that head of yours?

You always get those airmails.

They're love letters, aren't they?

I can't read Italian but

I'm right, aren't I?

Why don't you become a novelist?

You never have a girlfriend.

None of your business.

I don't plan on being single forever though.

Are we always gonna be like this?

Yeah. I like us like this.

So if...

I get married to someone...

Yeah?

Will you cook...

for me then too?

In that case...

A date with Mr. Mizusawa?

I interviewed him for an article.

You went to Le Logge?

Yeah. We hit it off.

I'm not surprised.

If it makes you uncomfortable, I can say no.

Make your own decisions.

He's a great chef.

He looks like a bully

but has a warm heart. I respect him.

But he kicked you out.

I left on my own will.

Really?

He'll treat you to good food for sure.

Then I should definitely go.

Yeah, you should.

Fork.

"1 missed call"

Watch out!

Which are you now?

Napoli.

Do you want me to call you Takeshi?

Thanks. But Napoli is fine.

Okay.

There's no body I can return to.

But I have to live.

As Yuuki Makihara.

As Takeshi Tanaka.

Late-stage cancer?

Yes. He shouldn't even be able to stand.

There's no medical explanation

why he's up and about.

How about radiation or chemo?

I'm afraid it's too late.

It's a miracle he's still alive.

What should I do?

Let him do what he wants.

"Closed indefinitely"

I remember.

A cold and a fever.

I'm gonna die.

Ruri...

Why aren't you at home resting?

Reason. I have no food at home

- so I can't take medicine.

- Yes.

Plus, I don't want anybody to see me like this.

But I can?

I want bagna cauda.

Don't be stupid.

That's how they cure colds in Italy.

The Japanese eat rice porridge.

Then a porcini risotto.

If you don't have porcini,

I'll settle for Milan-style.

Brown rice porridge with pickled plum.

Eat.

Thanks.

How do you make it like this?

Japanese rice has great flavor.

Why don't you put it on the menu?

Japanese-style risotto.

No one will order it.

I think they will.

Go home and sleep when you finish.

I'll stay here in the back.

Here? Why?

I told you I have no food at home.

Have Mr. Mizusawa make something for you.

I told you

I don't want anyone to see me like this.

Especially Mr. Mizusawa. Understand?

You're dating him, aren't you?

Yeah. I think he likes me.

I haven't told him about you.

I didn't ask you to.

Why did you quit Le Logge?

Mr. Mizusawa thought

highly of you, right?

I wanted to cook and watch people eat

at the same time.

When people eat good food,

they look so happy.

It makes me glad I was born.

I'm happy you found a boyfriend.

What are you doing?

Brown!

You know it's me. Good boy.

What are you doing here?

How did you get in?

Ruri...

Don't call me by my first name.

What do you want?

I'm...

Get out or I'll call the police.

Will you rent this place to me?

I'd like to use it.

I'm quite good at cooking.

I have...

to fulfill Takeshi's life.

You might not believe me

but I'm Takeshi Tanaka.

Eat this...

and you'll see it's my...

Takeshi's cooking.

I also knew where to find the spare key.

I'm in a different body

but I have Takeshi's memories.

So...

Takeshi is... dead.

Please leave.

You took in Brown. Thank you.

Wait!

How did you know Brown's name?

He's Takeshi's dog.

The rice omelet...

The first dish Takeshi made for Ruri.

The angel's rice omelet.

Who are you...?

Beware of fire...

and lock up before you leave.

So you'll...

For... 2 months only.

That's fine. Thank you.

And... Will you let Brown stay with me?

You can come anytime too, Miss Ruri.

Hello.

- The restaurant's open again.

- Yes.

With a new chef?

I'm taking over...

for a while.

Sorry... We like the old chef's food.

Hold on. Try it.

It's on the house.

It's 100% like the old chef's.

It's good. You're right. It is.

It's good.

Here you are. Enjoy.

I never knew you liked to cook.

Sis...

Sis? What a surprise.

Why?

You've never called me that.

Really?

You were cold especially toward me.

We both have Dad's blood in our veins.

To Dad,

you and I are faulty goods.

I wish... we could have done the things

we liked instead of piano.

How's this restaurant for next month's feature?

They have a new chef,

plus he's good-looking

and the food even got better.

But he won't accept interviews.

Pay him a surprise visit

and write me an article.

You can do it, right?

Yes.

Use work to blow away the marriage blues.

I speak from experience.

Sorry. Not open yet...

I'm Sato from Monthly Mangiare.

I apologize for barging in.

I'd like to write an article

on your restaurant.

Lastly,

what made you want to become a chef?

When I was small,

my family moved to Naples, Italy,

for my father's work.

He was just so cool.

And he doted on me.

I wanted to become...

a cool grownup like him.

When I was 12, my parents

died in a sea accident

which I survived by a miracle.

For a while, the chef...

took me in like I was his real son

I am Takeshi, and nice to meet you.

but I ended up with relatives in Japan

I am Ruri. Nice to meet you too.

and enrolled in a local middle school.

That's where...

I got the nickname "Napoli."

Once,

I cooked something...

for a classmate of mine.

That's when I first felt it.

The exhilaration of cooking...

I am going to take this.

for other people.

Especially to someone who

really enjoys the food.

I was saved by her smile.

To see that smile,

- Is that good?

- Not bad.

I thought I'd cook anytime she asks.

She loved to eat and

all she thought about was...

making me cook for her.

This plate is good.

I can't count...

how many dishes I made for her.

Here you go.

- Thank you.

- Yes.

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