Mr. and Mrs. Tachibana smiled slightly as Kyohei spent breakfast describing his previous night's job interview/audition and his enthusiasm for working at the Opera House.
Dad had to be skeptical as always: "I'm glad you're happy, son. But isn't it strange that she saw you in the middle of the night?"
Kyo sighed and plunked Dad's laptop on the table in front of it. "Here you go, Dad: search engine results for the Opera House restaurant, Tokyo, Japan. Official web site, reviews by noted restaurant critics, entries in travel guide - hell, the waitresses actually wear pants. Can't you be happy for me?"
Mom smiled. "If you're happy, I'm happy, Dear. So you'll be quitting your job with Sei?"
"No, Mom."
"But Kyo-"
"I still have to save money for going abroad, Mom. Even if I worked full time at the Opera House and kept living here, I couldn't do that without the income from Sei. But working at the Opera House will help me get there a little quicker."
"Well…" Dad said, "I still think this pastry chef business is a bad idea, and I won't complain if you wise up and finally give it up. But if you have your heart set on being a professional chef, then this Opera House seems like a step in the right direction."