Chapter 21:A hard pill to swallow.
In one of the place in Tokyo a cafe stood proudly. This cafe was known for the creation of the coffee and tea of all taste. You want sweet coffee or tea come here. Want green tea or black coffee come to this cafe. This place also served food , desserts of all sorts such a biscuits, cakes, cookies, custards, gelatins, ice creams, pastries, pies, puddings, macaroons, sweet soups, tarts, and fruit salad etc are found here.
Due to the fact that Ramadan is going on , the cafe has alsoadw arrangements to make food for iftar. Such as Mutton , Dates , Egg biryani , Rasmalai , Samosa , sharbat etc.And the person who is given this duty to cook this is a 17 year old high school kid.
He is in his natural habitat, the Okushaki cafe which is known for its wide variety of delicious food which are eye candy to many.
And there is also another 'eye candy' in this cafe. That eyes candy is the head chef , Tarazune akeshi who is responsible to cook the foods here.
He is given that duty is because he is able to create the perfect cultural taste of the food he makes. He is seen as a prodigy who can cook any food that he wants while also keeping the cultural taste. He is the only one able to do this is because he makes sure to not only watch the videos of cooking but how they are cooked. What is the environment? How is the air? What type of instrument is used to create these foods? Etc etc.
He is able to analyze the videos to the last minute. Just half a hour ago he was given the responsibility. He knew he would get the responsibility but now? He wasn't aware of that. He thought he has to cook the food from 5 PM to 6PM where the time of iftar. So he didn't prepare himself but due to the sudden notice he need to gear up. He wasn't sure why they had to cook from 4 PM to 5 PM.
So he asked for everyone's phone and went on a different room. He had 23 phones and used them to show 23 different dishes at once.
He then started absorbing the information from each phone at the same time , not missing a single second. It took him 12 minutes to learn all 23 dishes. He then changed to another 23 dishes and learned them in another 12 minutes. After that he gave the phones to the respective owners and called 10 of them workers to bring the necessary ingredients. After they brought them he starter to cook.
He also requested the manager to try increasing the power of the stove which the manager gladly did.
He took in 5 of the worker's who are Rokusake Ken , Miyamura taukasa , Akimura Roku , Kirigami Itsuka , Nakamura Tokuchi. All of us being either older or younger than each other.
"Rokusake-senpai take care cutting of the onion and chilli. Make sure to not cut too much. Cut the onion of only one layer. Miyamura-san take care of the dishes and prepare them to be used ,Akimura-kun take out the blender and blend the sliced onion and chilli separately , Kirigami-san put some vinegar on the peas and after 20 minutes give them to Akimura-kun to blend them , Nakamura-kun being the instruments that I tell you. Alright then let's COOK!"
"he-!"
"Nope not that! Say Heaven yeah!!"
All of them laugh's. Due to the fact that they are cooking a meal for those who to get salvation from their lord , didn't eat since the dawn , Tarazune didn't want unholy word near the food.
"Lets begin!"
Like that with his leadership Tarazune completed more than 12 types of food in the matter of half an hour. He made sure the food was in a limited amount so that it won't go to waste.
Even if some food still left behind then they will be given to the homeless people around the town. This will be a daily routine that Tarazune knew he has to go through.
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Another hour passed away and another 12 types of food was created. All of them sat down and we're given water by a woman. A part of her purple hair covered her left eye while her right lighting blue eye was revealed. She gave water to all of them.
"Thank you Ashley." Came from Akimura
"That hits the spot thanks for the water Quinoa-san." came from akeshi.
Ashley Quinoa , a girl who works at this cafe. Same age as Rokusake ken and the two of them are in the same collage but in different department. Rokusake is in literature and Quinoa is in Arts.
*Ding!*
The chime of the bell populated the noiseless cafe. There was only them and the smell of the food that they cooked. And this new person has joined in what remains in the cafe.
"I will go and see what's up." he gets up from his seat and walks towards the counter.
"Yo what's up?"
"Hello Evan-san it's a pleasure to meet you. How have you been?" He greeted the person known as Evan.
"I am fine." he sits down and lays himself on the hard surface of the counter.
"Same stuff?" Tarazune asked.
"Hm. Same stuff." Evan lazily replied.
"Alright." With a smile , he looks at his regular customer.
The rhythmic hiss of the espresso machine filled the air as Tarazune meticulously crafted a perfect latte, his hands moving with practiced precision. He glaced at the person in front of him.
"So whats up? You look tired? I mean really tired."
*Huff* A big released from his mouth as he looks at the latte beside his face. "Thanks." He takes in and sips the newly made latte , almost burning his lips."Hot!"
With a dumbfounded look Tarazune looks at the man in front of him,"Mister detective please remember that this is just made so of course it will be hot." Tarazune said while he made himself busy.
"A body was found harbor. A human body. " the detective muttered, "We are unable to create a conclusion on what we should do." He takes another sip from his coffee.
"Maybe look into his DNA and see with whom it matches."Tarazune suggested.
"We did and it wasn't in the record."
"I see. Then why not try contacting other countries?"
"Already did that and did found out."
"So, the identity is found now I think you won't have any problem?"
"We tried to ask around the area where he used to live and where he lived in Japan and found nothing. Just a fact that he was a goodie two shoes."
"Thats means there is something that guy was trying to hide."
"Yeah we tried that but didn't found anything suspicious."
"What about his goggle or chrome search history?"
He takes another sip from the latte , which is less hot than before,"They don't give information."
"This is a murder case so why not?"
"They think they can't do so. Due to 'privacy '. Privacy my ass!"
"I see. Then can I give some deduction here."
"Anything would do."
"I will ask some questions sounds good?"
"I might not answer all."
"Sounds good. Was there any particular mark on the victim's body?"
"A '0' was crafted on his body but rather it was perfect. Too 'perfect'."
"Alright. Any other body found in the time span of a week?"
"2 body's."
"How many days after each other?"
"2 days after we found each body."
"Any mark?"
"A scratch and a attempted one."
"How many scratch?"
"2."
"What did the attempted scratch looked like?"
"Hm..like a...3..."
"So the current one is 0. The first one is 2 correct. Correct?" he got a nod from Evan who was almost finished with his latte,"then the other one is 3. So this means that the killer is trying to say that 'there is only 1 person left'. "
Evan looked at him with a raised eyebrow,"what do you mean? The 3 don't have any connection."
"Correction connection that we aren't aware of. Try looking deeper and then you will find something. Let's see the reasons will be removing obstacle out of the way for either business , politics or simply revenge. The killer wants to convey the massage that only 1 person is left." Evan was shocked. Tarazune looks at his cup and saw that it was emphy.
"Need some?" He asked while pointing towards the cup.
"Tha-thanks." he gives him the cup to fill it up ,"I never would have guessed it. Thanks a lot. I will see waht I can do."
"You are a detective why the heck are you in this kind of stuff? Was this case given to you?"
"yeah. I think it's linked with political powers since the police didn't want this case. Or maybe the victim was a member in politics."
"Could be-!" he looks at his pocket and felt vibration from it. He takes the phone out and saw that it was an unknown number.
"Hello Tarazune Akeshis speaking?"
‹I am Amanika Iruma.›
"Oh! Uncle-in-law! It's nice to talk with you! This is the first time we are talking correct? How are you?" He said.
'The fuck he means by uncle-in-law? Is he going to get married? Mother fucker getting married before my old ass.' he lets out a angry sigh and waits for his latte.
‹Come to the flat. Something happed to Nino....›
His eyes widens,"What do you mean?"
'Did some shit happed or what?' Evan , staring at him thought so.
‹She...I can't say it...come and see for yourself.....›
After he heard the uncertainty of irumas voice the world around him seemed to grind to a sudden halt. The uncertainty struck Tarazune like a bolt of lightning. His heart skipped a beat as he struggled to comprehend the words that poured forth from the screen, each syllable hitting him with the force of a sledgehammer.
Amanika-san.
The name flashed on his mind as he jumped of the counter and ran outside. But before leaving he made sure to make the latte that was ordered by Evan.
He called Rokusake and told him to take the counter. He stops a taxy and tells him to drive fast to the hotel that the two of them are staying currently.