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"it's hard to make friends as an adult, ya know! so this is a special occasion, running into ya and everything earlier this week and inviting you here. i only really cook for atsumu when he's home, and for my daughter. but those two are hardly a tough crowd, they'll eat anything. you looked like a challenge."

a challenge, huh?

then akaashi's mind backtracks a bit

something about a daughter. wait, a daughter?

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‘what do you want me to do with a chef whose specialty is rice ball takeaway, who refused a michelin star, and who doesn't want to be on your show?’ keiji asks.

‘get him on my show,’ comes the answer.

chef’s table season 4, episode 1: miya osamu.

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like all things that have ever gone wrong in his life, it's atsumu's fault

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the roads are clear on the way back to osamu’s apartment. the springtime breeze that blows through the metropolis at night is cool against the skin peeking out from between his gloves and shirtsleeves. asphalt roads stretch before him, long and wide. sidewalks once teeming with patrons every night appear dull without the colorful array of streetwear breathing life into them. the city is a ghost of what it once was—a paler shade of the grey it’s always been. It’s alive, surviving, but it’s hollow

it’s the tail-end of may, right on the brink of summer, but it’s cold, cold, cold.

make me thaw series

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osamu met keiji like this

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each careful, quiet word a green root through the soft earth of osamu’s heart. each smile a tight springtime bud exploding into bloom. no one’s ever given osamu flowers before

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• thirty minutes away
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it's not unusual to meet someone interesting by chance

loneliness and a tendency to throw himself into work and avoid it lands akaashi in the situation he faces now: a late commute home to an empty kitchen. when he stumbles upon a new restaurant, he finds a solution to more than one of his current concerns in the form of miya osamu