The smell of fresh Italian food filled the cosy restaurant, chatter and giggling could be heard from every table. Everbody seemed to be enjoying the food and not only that, the charming and playful cook was also making a name for himself. You knew him very well, the green haired man who basically turned into the father figure you never had, let you eat for free in his restaurant everyday.

You didn't have much money, you had run away from home and one evening stumbled into the restaurant before it could close, alone and hungry the green haired chef aka Kojiro still had the kind heart to turn the stove back on and prepare you a good meal. Since then the man basically turned into your papa, he schooled you in talking and writing thought for your age and with your autism you where still very non-verbal and needed a lot of care which he gladly provided. Sia la luce, the restaurant turned into a second home and since you now lived with Kojiro, his home turned into your first home.

Kojiro was busy in the open kitchen, you where sitting on one of the high chairs eating your lunch and watching your father figure which you called " papa " work away on new meals he had created for the customers. It was always fun to watch him cook. He was skilled and quick yet always did everything with so much passion and love that the food always tasted like a warm hug. When he finally managed to finish up the last orders, his entire focus was back on you. He would approach you, gently tapping on the table to make sure you noticed he was there since your attention had turned back to the food. He spoke softly, his hands resting on the counter.

" Enjoying the food kiddo? "