Find Me in 1000 Years

Restaurants

Ken suddenly remembers Mira, Gojo and Ejiro, but especially Mira. Mira ....

"Those who live must feel alienated by your attitude of thinking only of the dead. As if they never existed. Maybe they don't know how sad you are but one thing you should know, they must be worried about you. You exist but you feel nothing. You're selfish and you forget them."

"It's not. I'm not that selfish," Ken denied.

"really? Aren't you thinking about the man who left you?"

The Japanese man could not answer. He was shocked when the man's words were true. He has been selfish.

"Then, let's get up and help me. I'll take your clothes outside. It may be dry."

Ken remembered, he was not dressed. Apparently the French man was drying all the clothes he was wearing so that he did not wear clothes while sleeping.

Soon the man returned with Ken's clothes. "Here, put it on fast. After that we work. What's yourname?"

"Ken."

"My name is Balto, you can just call me 'Sir'."

The Japanese man glanced at Balto with a strange mimic. "That's what I'm gonna do."

"Good."

After getting dressed, Ken followed the man down the stairs. It turned out that it was the upper room of a restaurant. It was still early in the morning and there was only one man working in the kitchen of the restaurant. The man was washing the vegetables to be ready to cook.

"Oh, Sir. Morning," said the man. He glanced at Ken.

"Morning. This time there was a new employee. Name's Ken. I hope you can work together."

Very nice of this father, making me his employee. Though I didn't apply for a job with him, the Japanese man's mind glanced at Balto.

"Hey, let's say hello." The Frenchman elbowed the Japanese man.

"Eh, morning." Ken nodded his head at the brown-haired bule man. His body was stout but his height was not as high as Ken's. The man is short for a Caucasian.

"Again" he said briefly.

"His name is Lucas" the middle-aged man told Ken. Then he turned to Lucas. "Yes, Lucas, he'll start from the bottom. Give me that potato yesterday. Let him do it."

The man named Lucas took it from the cooler room and gave Ken a big bag. "Here you peel. There are still 2 more bags in the cooling room that you also have to peel. Don't go playin' anywhere before you finish, 'cause I'm waiting for him to cook."

It's so nice that guy told me this and that. Don't they know I didn't ask to be saved, I didn't ask for a job and I didn't ask to be here. However, even so, Ken took the package without saying much, and looked for a container for potatoes that had been peeled. Then he filled it with water.

The Japanese man did it in silence in the corner of the kitchen room. He sat in a small chair below with an apron, skinning a potato with a small knife in hand. After he finished skinning one potato, he threw it into a container of water.

Balto was busy making broth and Lucas cleaned vegetables and made seasoning preparations. A female employee came to the kitchen when Ken finished peeling the potatoes.

"Oh, Sir. Morning time. There's a new officer, huh?" The young lady glanced at Ken.

The Japanese man was a little surprised because the woman's hair was slightly reddish. Brown, to be exact. Reminds him of Lucille.

"Oh, Irene. It's Ken." Balto introduced Ken.

Coinciding with that, another woman came into the kitchen with an Asian face. "Oh, is there someone new? Morning, Sir. His name is Ken?" The girl with narrow eyes tried to raise her eyes.

"Oh, Min Shi. Yes, right," said Balto answer the question of his new employees.

Ken nodded his head at the two young women.

"Well, her face is refreshing as well," Irene added with a wide smile.

Min Shi glanced at Irene. "Well, are you interested in Asians too? You want to compete with me?"

The Japanese man behaved during the bodo period with the comments of the two women. He went straight to the cooling room and took 2 large packs of potatoes to peel.

"Well, she's so strong, she can carry 2 packs of potatoes that big at once" said Irene, who saw Ken coming out of the cooler.

"Wau, definitely the muscles are muscular," added the Chinese woman with long hair in the pigtails to the back. His thin face further strengthened his asian face.

Lucas glanced back at the two women. Huh, you think I can't? Look at my muscles bigger than hers. I was lazy to bring the weight of the potatoes to him.

"Had, already made up. Quickly tidy up the dining table and clean up the place. We don't know if there'll be any customers coming this morning." The middle-aged man stopped.

"Okay, sir," both said. A moment later, the women disappeared from taking care of the dining room in front. The kitchen is back.

"Already, sir." An hour later Ken finished his job.

"Let me see." Balto checked the young man's work.

"Mmh, your work is good. Not much potatoes wasted. Just leave the potatoes in that container. Please, next time you clean the shells."

Such is. Ken started to help Balto in the restaurant. Little by little he began to forget his sadness and was busy working in the restaurant. Early in the morning before Balto came, he had already gone down to the kitchen and done his job.

"Oh, Ken." Lucas was surprised to see Ken so early that he had gone down into the kitchen. Ken lives in the upper room of the restaurant. Incidentally there are 2 rooms above provided for male employees and the Japanese man inhabits one of them. Lucas had the keys to the restaurant because he had to come early to prepare.

"Morning, Lucas."

Lucas frowned. "Morning." Mmmh, the great seeker man, in order to look the most diligent and kind. Hmh!

Just as Ken was about to head to the front room, Lucas stopped him. "What are you going there for? That's not your job. Your job is here in the kitchen. Kitchen people do not try to go forward if not invited. Understood?" said the bule man a little sternly.

"Oh, yes. Sorry." Ken then undoes his intentions and then returns to take care of his work.

Lucas peeked with the corner of his eye, cynically. Before long Balto came and checked. He saw Ken skinning potatoes.

"Morning, sir," greeted the Japanese man politely.

The middle-aged man was glad Ken started to focus on his work, which meant starting to forget about the problems plaguing his mind with a new rush. He then approached Ken. "Can you cook?"

"Eh, if it's simple, it can be."

"What-like?"

"Eh, chicken soup, or onigiri."

"Wow, you must be good at cooking."

Ken smiled broadly. "Eh, not really. I was taught a friend, so I can."

Mmh, face to face with Mr. Balto. Fuck up! Lucas listened but was lazy to see it.

"How about you try cooking?"

"Eh?" Ken glanced at Lucas. "But, isn't there Lucas?"

"It's okay, you're gonna be a backup."

At that time Lucas squeezed his jam leaves because of growling.

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Visual Ken works at a restaurant. Greetings, ingflora💋