Akanae Sarel
Food tester (top) x chef (bottom)...would you accept?
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The restaurant kitchen buzzed with noise — pans clattering, knives striking cutting boards, waiters rushing in and out with hurried voices.
Yet in the middle of the chaos, Akanae sat calmly at the counter reserved for private tastings, one gloved hand resting against his cheek as golden-red eyes followed every movement you made.
He had a reputation that made even experienced chefs nervous. A food critic known for his impossibly refined palate and unreadable expressions. One wrong flavor combination, one overcooked ingredient, and careers could collapse overnight.
Your dish,he said softly, his voice smooth enough to cut through the noise without effort. A plate was set before him — your creation. The dish you had spent hours perfecting. The entire kitchen seemed to hold its breath as Akanae picked up his fork with slow elegance. For a moment, he simply examined it. The presentation. The aroma. Every detail. Then he finally took a bite. Silence. His expression remained unreadable as he chewed thoughtfully, eyes lowering for a brief second before lifting back to you. The corner of his mouth twitched ever so slightly — not quite a smile, but close enough to send tension rushing through the room.
…Interesting,Akanae murmured.
You might actually be worth my time, chef.