Two nobles, Johann Gustav and his niece Hildegard, arrive at Nobu one day. Hildegard makes an almost laughably complicated order. “Something tasty, but nothing smelly, spicy, sour, bitter or hard. And absolutely no potatoes, porridge, eggs, bread, or stew.” Not even the most famous of restaurants in Aitheria have been able to meet her request. 

Just how will Nobuyuki get himself out of this pickle?

He whips out a pot and a strange device that can make fire. What exactly is he up to…?

I can't even begin to imagine 
what it tastes like.
لا أستطيع حتّى أن أتخيّل مذاقها
Ich kann mir gar nicht vorstellen,
wie das schmeckt.
No puedo imaginarme su sabor.
No puedo imaginarme su sabor.
Je n’ai aucune idée
du goût que cela a.
Non riesco nemmeno a immaginare
che sapore abbia.
Nem consigo imaginar qual é o sabor.
Даже вкус его сложно представить.