Volume 1 : Prologue 1: No Regrets Part 1


    <span style="font-weight:400">Volume 1 : Prologue 1: No Regrets Part 1


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Let us congratte Chef Luis Shin for achieving 3 stars at his 10th restaurant!” An announcer loudly eximed, and a wave of apuse and cheers soon followed. All eyes were directed towards one person.


    <span style="font-weight:400">In histe 40s, the man had a tidy face, showing his handsome looks. He wore a pristine and stunning white chef’s uniform.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The medal was ced onto his chest, and a light smile formed. Luis was handed the mic. Taking a deep breath, he spoke, “Thank you for awarding me this medal. But this achievement wasn’t by my efforts alone. I would have never earned this without the help of my staff.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">This wasn’t the work of one person.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I want to thank my disciples, sponsors, and all the customers who loves my food.” Everyone yed a role in causing his restaurant to be like this.


    <span style="font-weight:400">CLAP! CLAP! CLAP!


    <span style="font-weight:400">A wave of apuse soon came after. With his final words, the party started. Luis, naturally, was the center of attention.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Luis, do you have ns to open another restaurant?” The person who asked this was one of Luis’s sponsors.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Are you seriously asking that when he just got 3-stars?” “Well, it is Luis.” Another one shook his head. However, there were doubts. That was because Luis was known to be a genius.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Every time he earned 3 stars in his restaurant, he would open another one!


    <span style="font-weight:400">Luis chuckled, “I have some ideas of what I want for my next restaurant.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I see. Luis’s sponsors shook their heads.


    <span style="font-weight:400">They expected this.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Luis was a pioneer of cooking.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Italian, French, Chinese, Japanese—all these cuisines were different from one another. Yet Luis had mastered them. And there were many more besides these!


    <span style="font-weight:400">Each restaurant focused on a different theme. All of them became sessful. That was why Luis was nicknamed,


    <span style="font-weight:400">The Cooking Genius!


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Of course, I won’t be opening up another one so soon. I want to stabilize this restaurant right now.” Luis’s restaurant just obtained 3 stars. But it was too soon. He needed to prioritize this before opening another one.


    <span style="font-weight:400">His sponsors sighed in relief. Despite him being a genius, Luis was a traveler. Once he decided something, he would aplish it.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But once he finished this goal, he would start another one! This led to his sponsors not knowing whether tough or cry!


    <span style="font-weight:400">Luis spoke with his sponsors for a while. However, he was also greeted by many people; some he met before and others for the first time.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“He’s the greatest chef of this generation.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Isn’t he the teacher of Lin and Marcus?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Never did anyone expect one person to create a generation of elite chefs. He was a legend among legends!


    <span style="font-weight:400">Luis chuckled. I’m not that great.


    <span style="font-weight:400">He wasn’t some legend.


    <span style="font-weight:400">After some time, the ceremony ended. But that was not the end for Luis.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Ava, what are you two nning?” A wryugh came from Luis’s mouth. He couldn’t see anything as he was blindfolded.


    <span style="font-weight:400">When the ceremony ended, his disciples quickly covered his eyes, telling him they had to go somewhere.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Secret.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“If you say only that, I’m going to be suspicious.” Luisughed.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Trust us, Teacher. You don’t need to worry about anything.” Ava insisted.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah! You don’t have to worry about anything.” Ethan, his other disciple, added. But that caused Luis’s expression to frown,


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I don’t want to be assured by you, Ethan.” Ethan was the most troublesome of all his disciples. Past, present, and future.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But that caused Ethan to tear up, “Hey! How could you not trust me?! I’m your disciple!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Rememberst week’s mbé incident?” Ava added to Luis’s argument.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Hey! That was not my fault! You were standing way too close to the pan!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Ava retorted, “You added too much alcohol into the pan.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Luis shook his head. Indeed, he did. As Ethan tried to mbé, he added too much alcohol, causing the fire to be an inferno.


    <span style="font-weight:400">That was quite a day.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Why am I being ganged up like this?!” Ethan wanted to cry. Ava and Ethan continued to argue. Hearing them argue, Luisughed.


    <span style="font-weight:400">These two changed so much. They were once quiet trainees, but now these two had be the sous chefs of his current restaurant.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Their talents blossomed as time passed.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Anyways, we’re here, Master!” Ava ignored Ethan as she pulled off the blindfold and,


    <span style="font-weight:400">Bang! Bang! Bang!


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Surprise!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">As the poppers exploded, Luis’s expression was stunned, speechless. That was because he saw who used them.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Chris! Marcus! Lin! You guys are all here!” Every disciple Luis trained was here.


    <span style="font-weight:400">That was why he was so astonished. His disciples were spread far and wide around the earth. Some controlled Luis’s restaurants while others set off themselves, opening their own restaurant.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Don’t you all have something to do?” They were all famous now and most definitely had work.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Lin, Luis’s oldest disciple, exined, “You don’t have to worry about this, Teacher. We’ve been working for quite some time to create free time just for today.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Really?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You should thank these two little sous chefs here. They were the ones who helped open up our schedules.” Marcus rubbed their heads as he grinned.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Luis turned to the two and hugged them, “This is the best present ever. Thank you so much, my disciples!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Don’t worry about it!” “It’s the least we can do!” This was the n Ava and Ethan had. Luis’s birthday was on the same day as the award ceremony.


    <span style="font-weight:400">They must have a regr birthday party.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Now, let’s party!” Ethan eximed as he brought out the alcohol. All his disciples started to party. It wasn’t as grand as the award ceremony. Although, Luis would choose this any other day!


    <span style="font-weight:400">The smiles on his disciples’ faces were enough. Laughter and cheers went on throughout the night.


    <span style="font-weight:400">After a few hours, Luis stared at all the people there. All his disciples were drunk, but Luis was the only one who wasn’t. He had something else to do tonight, so it was interesting to see how much fun they had.


    <span style="font-weight:400">They have all grown up. Luis taught most of his disciples at a young age. He didn’t have a wife or a child. But he wasn’tmenting over it.


    <span style="font-weight:400">To him, those kids were his pride and joy.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Woah, what are we supposed to do with them?” Ethan was the only one who wasn’t passed out.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Ethan, can you send them to the hotel? I have something I have to do. Use my card and get them the best rooms here.” They needed all the rest after partying so hard.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Understood, Teacher.” Ethan didn’t stop him. The expression on his face said it all.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Luis left the hotel and entered his car. The drive was at least an hour.


    <span style="font-weight:400">This drive would have been tiresome and mundane after everything that urred. But not for Luis. The location he arrived at was a mountain. On the side of it was a cemetery.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Luis had a smile as he entered. It was lofty and light as he walked toward two gravestones.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Hello, Dad. Hello, Mom.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Luis crouched down as he talked to his parents’ gravestones. A frown soon followed, “It’s only been a month since I came here. Why is it so dirty?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Once a month, Luis would meet his parents. Once he finished cleaning the two gravestones, Luis started talking about his day, “Dad, Mom, I told you guys before I will get another 3-star medal. And I did. Check it out.” Luis showed the pristine medal to them.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“But I guess you guys have seen these too many times.” Luis chuckled. Every time he earned a medal, Luis would bring it to them to see. It had be a process.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Also, my disciples set up a surprise birthday party for me.” That was why Luis was so happy. He could care less about the medals.


    <span style="font-weight:400">What he was happy about was his disciples. He continued to talk about them like a doting father. After a few minutes, Luis sighed,


    <span style="font-weight:400">“It was a great day today. I just wish you guys were here to see me.”