"I swear to God, you're not helping..."

You let yourself fall back on the grass besides an amused Coco, already exhausted of your day. To move your belongings from your house to Coco's wasn't an easy task. Even more when Kiss and Dino both didn't want to help since they were 'tired'. Tired of hauling your ass back and forth between his home and the cliff, that is. But finally, you were done and now you could take some time for yourself.

"Coco. I need cuddles" you lifted your arms and made a grabbing-motion toward the man.

"Just 'cuddles'?" the fortune teller mused with a chuckle.

"Cuddling. Now"

"Yes, ma'am" he mocked while you frowned with a pout.

Though, it soon faded to a content expression when Coco slid an arm under you while he hovered your form. He slowly eased himself in your arms as you enrolled them around his neck, nuzzling your nose into his chest. Closing your eyes, you enjoyed the warmth emanating from the Heavenly King's body and the coldness of the ground against your back.

"Why don't we head back inside? I think it will be cozier..." Coco murmured, leaving a kiss at the top of your hair.

"Don't wanna" you replied in a childish manner.

"At least we won't have a public" he directed his gaze at the Emperor Crow and the Thunderous Wyvern who were watching you both closely.

Coco found it hard to lift you from the ground as you made sure that your limbs went limp. He sighed with a smile, gathering you in his arms bridal style while you whined out complaints that passed over his head. Eventually, you let him brought you back inside knowing that you received enough vitamin D with the sun outside.

"You will train yourself to acquire Food Honor?" you asked in a surprised manner after Coco announced those news to you once inside.

"I thought it would be a good training before going in the Gourmet World" your partner replied. "The body will begin to auto-correct its movements, removing all actions deemed unnecessary and increases concentration. This allows more efficient use of calories, granting greater stamina, speed, and power"

Food Honor was a customary and a philosophical practice of etiquette that teaches gratitude for ingredients. A strict method of eating especially difficult, but necessary in order to bring out the true flavor and potential of certain ingredients.

"Do you think I should train myself too?..."

"If we're going to enter the Gourmet World..." Coco trailed.

"Well...It's not that I don't want to or it's because I'm not interested..."

"Back in Bilal, we didn't really figure out the full potential of the Music Chefs. Maybe they also had an important philosophy they practiced back in their time..."

"How to know unless you ask them directly?..."

"SKYAWK!"

Both you and Coco quickly covered your ears when you heard the sudden shout of Dino that shook the whole house. You shared a look with your partner before deciding to investigate what all the commotion was about. The wyvern was bouncing energetically, chasing after a small and fast animal blue in colors. You blinked in shock when you recognized it as L'Arabesque, a deity who is supposed to be worshiped by Music Chefs and inside the walls of Bilal Kingdom.

"Coco, do you see it?" you inquired, earning a confused look from the man.

"There's a different energy in electromagnetic waves coming from Dino, but besides that..."

"This is L'Arabesque! Maybe it's trying to tell me something?"

The humming bird appeared in front of your face, batting its wings slower. L'Arabesque began to hum a song, and immediately took flight after. Wasting no time, you ran up to Dino and climbed on his back. You turned to Coco who still remained clueless to what just happened, watching you with wide eyes.

"I have to figure this out no matter what! I think it's going to take a while, so don't wait for me for dinner. Love you~!"

"Uh..." the Heavenly King lifted his hand as if to ask a question, but you were already gone as the wyvern leaped from the ledge and graciously flew in the heavens.

Coco stared for a long time as you disappeared in the distance, before a smile appeared on his lips and he chuckled to himself while he shook his head:

"Love you too..." the fortune teller replied.

Dino was fast, probably as fast as Terry would on land. You were bracing yourself over his back as you clutched his feathers, concentrating on not letting go of him. If you hesitated or showed some kind of doubt, you would end up in the ocean below, swimming with the Rice Sharks. The wyvern didn't want to loose sight on L'Arabesque, his only directives being the humming he could hear coursing through his veins.

It was hard to distinguish your surroundings, with the landscape and sky blurring all together. However, Dino finally slowed down for your sake, and you lifted your head to see an island ahead of you.

 Ancient ruins reigned over by a dense vegetation, surrounded by a shoal of white sand, just like in Taj Desert. The Thunderous Wyvern landed close to the shore, the earth rumbling under his weight.

"What is this place?..." you wondered out loud as you climbed down the wyvern's back. "Why did L'Arabesque brought me here?"

"We waited for such a long time, and finally we can hear again"

You weren't expecting an answer, nor did you think you would find someone else on this deserted island. You let out a shout of surprise as people came out from their hiding spot. There was several of them, and all women from what you could tell at first glance. You were brought inside the ruins, where they introduced themselves as a local tribe on this island called 'White Atoll'. They were also once known as the Music Chefs before the disappearance of L'Arabesque.

"We were told in a dream to follow this path..." said an elderly woman. "An important pilgrimage that we couldn't tell even to our closest comrades"

"So that's why you left so suddenly...But is there a reason why?" you wondered, accepting a bowl of rice she offered to you.

"L'Arabesque was said to originate from around here. Its cradle of life" answered another. "Here, we learned much more on this deity. Things we were wrong about, and almost threw our whole existence into jeopardy"

"L'Arabesque is a spirit that needs to attach itself to one's life. A true vessel with blue blood and without malice. From this person or beast, they can direct us and perfect our craft until another host is needed. Else, we cannot hear L'Arabeque's songs anymore, which was the case until now"

"Until now?" you blinked in confusion, and the old woman smiled.

You felt something warm on your shoulder, and you gazed there to see the blue humming bird. It chirped, tilting and nodding its head at the women who stared at you and L'Arabesque in amazement. Others even had tears in their eyes.

"L'Arabesque has chosen you as its host, and now we can hear again. Hear its songs"

"I don't recall having blue blood in my veins...I'm just a normal girl who came from a big family" you rubbed the back of your head sheepishly.

"That's not what L'Arabesque thinks..." the old woman shook her head. "But if you came here, you must have a reason"

"Ah...Well, since you are Music Chefs, I was wondering how exactly...it works? Because I really don't know. Totally clueless" you smiled nervously.

"You're certainly talking about Music Honor, a skill that a real Music Chef needs to acquire. You came to the right place!"

Music Honor's concept was almost the same as Food Honor, but instead of teaching gratitude for ingredients, it teaches to the users how to grant their feelings to anyone who eats them. Music Honor manipulates the flavors and the harmony through a song led by the directives of L'Arabesque. Music Chefs can orchestrate their dishes, a skill so powerful that it can even make the proudest men cry with just a mouthful, or even accelerate their healing abilities with a catharsis song.

"Music Honor is all about orchestrating?" you resumed, earning a nod from the Music Chefs.

"Emotions are no mystery to us. We go through a special training that takes months, but it is pretty effective" told a woman. "If you are to become the host of our L'Arabesque, then Music Honor is a must"

"I want my skills to be at their best before I go to the Gourmet World with my partner...So of course I accept!" you beamed. "But how many months will it take?"

"Nine months"

".............................................................................EHHHHHHHHHHHHH?!"

You thanked the heavens that you didn't have to train for nine months to acquire this skill. You were grateful for the help of L'Arabesque, who seems to enlighten your senses. Through hours of meditation to focus on your own feelings, and creating dishes to make either people cry or laugh in happiness, you were gifted with Music Honor under a month. This also left the time for Coco to train himself in Food Honor all the while you were gone, and already you could see the results. He was more efficient when it came to his poison, having a better control on his skills.

"If I eat this...You're telling me that I will cry like a baby?" the fortune teller deadpanned at you, gaze shifting from the dish of Salmon Rice Eggplants that you prepared for him to your smiling face. "That's what you learned in one month? Seriously?"

"Not only that!" your eyebrow twitched in anger. "Just eat it already and you will see!"

You crossed your arms in front of your chest while you waited for the Heavenly King to make a move. He gave you a mocking smile while he took his fork, and finally dug in. You repressed a smirk when the man's eyes widened like saucers, and quickly hid his expression behind his arms as he braced himself over the dining table.

"So...How do you like it?" you grinned as you walked to step beside him. "Heart-wrenching, huh?"

"You're too cruel...But it's so delicious..." his shoulders shook.

"Aw...Thank you!" you hugged his waist.