A serving of Kanto hot pot did not take long to prepare. Heath soon finished it and had Zoroark carry it over, following behind her himself. He had a few things he wanted to ask. Normally, Heath was not someone who cared too much about such things, but this man looked so much like Ash-practically the spitting image of what Ash would look like when he grew up. Heath was truly curious about his identity, so he decided to go over and ask after all. Otherwise, he felt he would not be able to sleep that night. Curiosity would romp around in his heart like a kitten, giving him no peace.
Heath admitted that he was indeed an intensely curious person.
"Ah, that smells so familiar." The man looked delightedly at the Kanto hot pot before him, but he also noticed Heath beside him. He knew Heath was the owner, so he was a little curious about why Heath had come over. Did this restaurant also have a custom of having the chef come out to ask customers what they thought of the food? But the problem was, he had not started eating yet...
"Hello, I'm the head chef of Heath's Little Kitchen. May I ask if you know Ash?" Heath asked after all. He really would not be able to sleep if he did not. He was far too curious about this question, so he wanted to find out whether this man knew Ash, and whether he was who Heath suspected he was.
"Hm?" The man froze for a moment. He really had not expected Heath to come over not to ask about that, but about someone else instead. Still, the mention of Heath's Little Kitchen reminded him of something else: a small matter his wife had mentioned when