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Chef System - My Second Life!

Hoshi Hideyoshi is a miserable, unhealthy and overworked 29-year-old software developer with no close friends or family members. He had many regrets regarding his life choices. He always wanted to become a world-class chef but didn’t pursue it. He wanted close friends but never looked. He wanted to experience love but was too afraid to reach out. Nearing his 30's and seeing others live happy, fulfilling and successful lives while he despises his own. He realized it's more important to follow his dreams and ambitions than have regrets. After a late-night shift, he looked upon the night sky and discovered a shooting star. He childishly decided to wish upon that star for a second chance at life. Not realizing his life was going to change for the better after he went to bed. [Syncing with host...] --------------------------------------------- TAGS: Magic, Comedy, Cooking, Business, System, Restaurant, Chefs, Second Chance, Game Elements, Level System NOTE: GENERIC SYSTEM & GAME ELEMENTS, TROPES GALORE, MEME MACHINE! DISCLAIMER: I do not own the book cover! ---------------------------------------------

Tuque · Urban
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Interlude - My Son is Lovable!

My name is Akira Hideyoshi, I recently gave birth to my son Hoshi.

I had no problems during labour and delivery, I and Hoshi were in perfect health according to the doctor.

Hoshi cried loudly when his umbilical cord was cut, I wanted to comfort him.

After fully opening his eye, Hoshi stopped crying and later let out a few cute gurgles.

I swooned, my child is too cute and perfect.

I quickly told my husband Youta to quickly grab our child from the doctor, I wanted to spoil him.

After Youta brought over our bundle over joy, I noticed Hoshi had his father handsome face with my hair and eyes.

My baby boy was going to be super handsome when he grows up, I will have to beat away the hussy in the future.

He surely will be a lady killer!

I and Youta started to try to entertain him.

It didn't work, my baby boy was too manly and stoic to be bothered.

He looked focused; I was curious about what he was thinking about.

Hoshi fell asleep soon after, I sadly wasn't able to get him to pay attention to me.

After a few days of examinations, we were allowed to take Hoshi home from the hospital.

Hoshi was super smart! he would look at everything around him.

My son had some of cutest habits.

He would do some of the cutest poses ever whenever he thinks no was looking.

He would stroke his chin and sometime he would flex his arms after playing with his toys.

I had taken a bunch of photos without him noticing.

My son would display a large range of emotions from sadness to elation.

I remember Youta playing peek-a-boo with him, I swore he had a look of contempt.

I squeal aloud from his cuteness and laughed at my husband who looked like he was going to cry.

Hoshi rarely cry because he was super happy in my opinion!

He was independent, he would only let out a cry whenever he was hungry or needed a diaper change.

In the future, my Hoshi will be a man among men!

I would sometime attempt to play with him, he would look at me for a second and seemly sigh.

He would then pick up some of his toys and play with me.

I knew my baby boy loved me!

My Hoshi was a genius, he learned to crawl, walk and run fairly quickly.

I got my husband to film everything, I was worried when he fell and proud when he succeeded!

I made multiple copies of the one where Hoshi lifted both his arm to perform a victory pose and let out a cute giggle.

My son is number one!

My son is lovable!

No matter what, Hoshi is my son and I will love him regardless.

My name is Tuque.

I'm an amateur writer.

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