Prince of Smoke

Chapter one

"I want to meet the head chef"

I stated to the waiter who looked rather petrified.

He didn't respond immediately so I got up, he panicked rushing behind me.

"Ma'am he is uhh busy at the moment I will assure you that our sous chef will handle this situatio-"

"My humble request to you is, take a chill pill man"

The waiter literally ran past me and went towards where I was walking.

The kitchen.

He came out in nanoseconds and calmly lead me to my table.

"He will be here in a moment miss"

"Hai hai. Thanks man."

He nodded in courtesy and left me with my date. Nicholas. He was confused.

"Err what was that about?"

"Nothing. You'll see."

"Huh"

Just then I heard someone walk towards me and clear their throat.

The magician was here!

I was expecting a fifty year old man but when I looked to my side, I saw a not so old, tall guy, wearing a chef coat. He had auburn hair and they covered his eyes completely.

I got up and he offered me his hand for a handshake. I gladly took his hand and shook it like it was a bag of shake shake fries.

"Hi I'm Pleased to meet you uh-"

Tell me your name talented man.

"Ibusaki"

He said in a calm and low voice. His voice was calming. I nodded and repeated his name.

"Chef Ibusaki..."

His head was directed towards me. I didn't know if he was looking or not because his hair was covering his eyes like the curtain blocking the window to look through his soul.

He spoke after withdrawing his hand.

"I assume there is problem.."

He said. I nodded a yes.

"A very crucial problem. Yes"

He sighed.

"I am at fault here-"

I took a deep breath and then yelled. People looked at us.

"THIS DISH IS JUST SO AMAZING THE PROBLEM IS I CAN'T HAVE ENOUGH OF THIS PERFECTLY SPICED AND SMOKED DISH AND NOW I WANT TO TRY EVERYTHING ON THIS MENU THANKS TO YOU I WON'T BE VISITING OTHER DINING PLACES FOR A VERY LONG TIME YOU'RE AWESOME MAN!"

He took a sharp breath. I really wanted to see what his eyes looked like.

"Honoured"

Was all he said.

"Thank you again. You're amazing"

Maybe chefs don't talk much. But I can't complain about anything because his dish screamed the words I wanted to hear.

"Babe it wasn't that good"

Nicholas said after the head chef excused himself.

I popped a vein. Extremely annoyed by this person who does not appreciate food.

Wrong date. Again.

"You may leave now have a nice night"

"What?-"

"Clearly, you have no sense of respect for food or people so get the hell out of here before I tear your throat out."

"How dare you bitc-"

"There you go. No sense of respect. Buzz off already and don't worry I'll pay. One more word and I'll sue you for harassing me. Shoo"

He thumped his feet and walked out of the door.

After taking a sip of my champagne, I muttered to myself, sighing.

"Why can't I just meet someone who loves food as much as I do?"

After paying for my meal I left the restaurant. I was walking on the side walk towards my car and I saw a familiar face going towards the car I had my eyes on.

Lamborghini aventador.

It was the Chef's car. Cool car. Cool guy. He zoomed off. I got into my car. I looked at the restaurant one more time before driving off.

I'll be devouring the marvellous dishes of this Shibu's place for a while now.