If you wanna openly flirt with him, just do it.
Why are you still worried about Khaosuay when it's already over?
Aren't you just giving her false hope?
You were supposed to show me
what being a genuinely good person looks like.
-Help me take off my pants. -Are you crazy?
Hey!
I'm very disappointed.
I thought you would have improved by now.
It's clear you didn't put in the effort.
Kluer, it seems like you're the only one who really believes in me.
I meant it when I told you to confess your feelings to Plawan.
It has to be today.
I shouldn't be telling you this, but…
I thought it's better to tell you.
Kluer is going to confess his love to Plawan.
Plawan?
Well…
I have something to tell you.
Kluer, Plawan!
Chef, how did you get here?
I was just passing by.
And why is Plawan like that?
He probably drank a bit too much.
Did you bring your car?
Let's meet at the restaurant. I'll take Plawan back first.
Get down.
Plawan?
Plawan, wake up.
Get up slowly.
Are we there yet?
I know you're awake.
Get down and walk on your own.
You're heavy, you know?
Get off me.
My back is killing me.
Why did you have to pretend to be drunk?
I was actually drunk, but now I'm sober.
You said you'd take me back. Let's get in the car.
We are going back.
But I need to know what you said to Kluer first.
Why do you care?
Why wouldn't I?
I know how he feels about you.
But what I really want to know is how you feel about him.
Did you say anything back?
Whether I did or not, what does it have to do with you?
Don't forget that we're not anything to each other.
Ouch.
When I said my back hurt, I meant it.
Stay here and talk it out.
Fine.
Are you still upset about Khaosuay's new menu?
What can I say?
Just say it.
Why not?
Ever since she came back, you haven't been the same.
You keep talking like you've moved on, but you clearly haven't.
It's like you're trying to push her out,
but in the end, you always let her back in anyway.
It's like she's your weakness.
But I get it,
a wound that deep is hard to heal.
That's why I don't want to rush you.
Do you know the term "Pain of Joy"?
No, I don't. Why?
In sports science,
when it feels like your muscles are tearing apart,
in fact,
it's building stronger muscles.
Is that how you feel, Chef?
If you feel that way,
then I can keep waiting with hope,
just like you always tell me to.
But if you really can't move on,
then I'll give up.
If you still can't forget your ex,
I don't know why I'm still here.
I really am hurting, just like you said.
But ever since you came into my life,
I can feel that
things are slowly getting better.
I might not be able to move on right away,
but if I have you by my side,
I know I'll definitely heal.
Will you be my boyfriend, Plawan?
Yes, Chef.
MAMA
You still haven't told me what you said to Kluer.
Does it matter?
I want to know.
I didn't say anything.
Really?
Really.
Plawan?
Well…
I have something to tell you.
Sorry, my hands are wet.
It's okay. I didn't say anything, did I?
Plawan?
It's just that…
It's just that I…
I have a terrible headache.
Ugh, I think I'm drunk.
Were you pretending to be asleep?
Well, I didn't know what else to do.
We were stuck on that carousel. There was nowhere to run.
And I didn't want to reject him too harshly either.
I was worried he'd get hurt.
You know him well.
Do you think he will take it hard?
You can't do anything about it.
But he's strong. I'm sure he'll get through it.
Ugh, my head hurts.
Besides, you were never going to choose him anyway,
because you've got me.
You switched moods fast, Chef.
My heart can't keep up.
So what?
You gonna fake sleep again tonight?
That depends…
on what you want, Chef.
Do you want me to sleep or not?
Wait, wait!
What are you doing?
What do you think? I want to bite you too.
-Last night wasn't enough? -Not enough at all.
Enough already.
It's a day off. Wanna sleep in a bit more?
It's fine.
Someone's been making me wake up early for months now,
so I'm used to it.
Want breakfast? So I can show off my cooking skills?
No.
Why not, Chef? Don't trust my cooking?
No, I mean I'll eat whatever you make.
-Really? -No.
Oh, come on, I'm joking.
But I'm going to the hospital to visit Professor.
I can't stay for breakfast with you.
Are you going to talk to Khaosuay?
I told you, I want to end this for real.
Come back soon, okay?
-I'm going now. -Then go.
Then let go.
-I'm letting go. -Why don't you come with me?
Khaosuay,
have you had breakfast? I bought some for you.
This is a sandwich from my favorite place.
I'm so happy
that you still remember it.
Shall we find a place to sit and eat?
I have something to say to you.
-Khaosuay… -I know what you're going to say.
But I don't want to hear it.
I'm always ready to support you
but as a brother, not as a lover.
In the past, I might have been unsure or hesitant,
and I'm sorry for that.
But now I'm certain
that I want to start over with someone.
And that person is Plawan, right?
You sound so sure now.
If back then, when I broke up with you before leaving to study,
if you'd been this sure about wanting me to stay in Thailand,
maybe I wouldn't have left.
Maybe from the very beginning, I saw you as someone
I wanted to take care of, like family.
But what I feel for Plawan is different.
I think about him in a way I never did with you.
I'm distressed when he's sad.
I'm anxious when he's not around.
I can't sit still just thinking about being apart from him.
Hearing you say that…
It hurts, you know.
I'm being honest
because I don't want either of us wasting any more time.
I'll always see you as a little sister,
and I want you to see me as just a brother too.
I'm sorry.
I don't blame you.
I was wrong from the beginning.
Thank you so much, Oab,
for being honest with me, so I can finally move on.
Come help support me.
My leg hurts today.
You have to learn to do things on your own.
I can't help you forever. Push through it.
Come on.
Why are you so strict today? You're not as kind as you used to be.
I'm still kind to you, as your physical therapist.
But I don't want to be just your patient anymore.
We went to the movies together, remember?
I want the same status as Plawan.
No, I want to have a different status.
Whatever status you want, that's your business.
I don't joke around when I'm working.
Let's start with some light squats today,
so your muscles can start getting stronger again.
Come on.
Walk steadily.
That's enough.
Spread your legs slightly wider than your shoulders,
then slowly squat down.
You're good at giving orders.
Are you this bossy with Plawan too?
That's my business.
Hurry up and do it. If you don't, I'm leaving.
Fine, I'll do it.
Just go halfway down.
Keep it like a mini squat.
Come on.
Is this okay?
One more time.
One more.
You're suddenly acting distant.
Alright.
You!
Are you okay? Sit down.
-What's wrong? -My butt, I've got a cramp.
-Here? -Yes.
Then lie down.
Come here.
It hurts. Hurry up.
Be gentle.
-Does it feel tight? -It does.
Slowly.
-Does it still hurt? -Yes, it does.
Be more gentle.
I wont' be doing this anymore
if you keep joking around with me like this.
I'm not joking.
I just don't know why you're so upset today.
You're acting different.
Is something wrong?
Nothing's wrong. It's good that you're better.
In that case, I'll head out early today. I'm not feeling well.
Wait, let's talk this out.
Are you feeling unwell?
Should I get you some medicine?
You're burning up too.
You…
You're sick again.
You don't need to worry about me.
But I do worry about you.
JJ.
I'll head back first.
Hold on, JJ?
JJ!
Kluer, good luck with your competition today.
Thanks.
You've made it this far, so I think you all know what to do.
I'll remind you, the challenge is Just Basil.
I'm judging primarily on creativity.
If you're ready,
-you may begin. -Yes, Chef!
Ten minutes remaining.
Two minutes remaining.
Ten seconds remaining.
Nine. Eight.
Seven. Six.
Five. Four.
Three. Two. One.
Time's up! Everyone, hands off!
This dish is called Four Lotus Basil Stir-Fry.
Each lotus represents one bite of the dish,
and each bite has a different spice level.
The heat gradually builds from mild to intense.
The first lotus is the mildest,
while the fourth is the spiciest.
And what's the highlight of this dish?
I'd recommend this one,
Lotus Under the Mud.
It's the mildest bite.
On the outside, it seems the least interesting
which kind of fits someone as plain and foolish as me, Chef.
Stir-fried Basil with Scallops.
Like a precious pearl hidden inside a shell,
I stir-fried the scallops with basil,
and crafted a shell-shaped crust, baking it thin.
so it wouldn't overpower the basil aroma.
The center features the scallops.
I've never doubted your plating skills.
But it feels like you focused too much on presentation
and forgot the most important thing in running a restaurant,
which is cleanliness.
There's grit from the shell in this dish.
I think you've prioritized the wrong thing.
I'm sorry, Chef.
Next dish, go ahead.
Have you ever wished you had magic?
I'm taking both of you on a little trip to a magical world.
Hocus pocus, hocus pocus, hocus pocus!
Presto!
Isn't it cute?
It looks like an ordinary harmless steamed bun.
But the magic is the filling,
almost like there's actual magic in it.
Enjoy!
What's the filling?
Mala Basil Sauce?
That's interesting.
It still has the aroma of basil.
The sauce is richer, spicier, and more intense than usual.
The bun soaks up the sauce well
so the flavors are well-balanced.
Not bad, right?
It's just stir-fried basil with mala sauce.
Usually, Chef only takes one bite.
But this time, you took two.
It's tasty, right?
It's good.
Pretty tasty.
You've improved.
The results are in.
Chef Nubneung and I share the same opinion.
The person leaving the competition today
is Punsib.
I understand, Chef.
I was too focused on the presentation and missed something so simple.
A chef must never be careless about cleanliness.
But it's okay.
You're still young, and you've got talent.
You'll keep improving with practice.
Was that a compliment?
Do I really have the potential to get even better, Chef?
You just lack experience.
I believe in you, Punsib.
Even if you didn't win this restaurant,
I'm sure you'll have your own restaurant someday.
Thank you, Chef.
Punsib is actually better than me.
He should've made it. It shouldn't have been me.
I didn't expect it to turn out this way.
You've got skills.
Otherwise, Chef wouldn't have let you through,
unless it's for some other reason.
Be honest with me.
What's going on between you two?
I'll be right back.
You knew what I was going to say that day, right?
I like you, Plawan.
I like you romantically.
Not just as a friend.
I mean…
I'm ready, Plawan.
I'm ready to take things slow and let this relationship grow naturally.
If I'm right for you,
you can take your time before giving me an answer.
Because right now,
you're the one for me.
I'm sorry, Kluer.
Chef Oab and I are already together.
But it won't affect the competition,
I swear.
Alright, cheers!
Wow, Oab.
It seems like everything is going well for you lately.
Both your love life and the restaurant.
Or maybe your love life and the restaurant
are actually the same person?
You sure talk too much when you're drunk.
Come on. Am I wrong though?
I know you already cleared things up with Khaosuay.
Yeah.
Hey, but there's something that's bothering me.
When Kluer talked about the "Lotus Under the Mud,"
was he referring to himself or to you?
Honestly, I've never seen Kluer stand up to you before.
What was he on?
He wasn't on anything.
He probably hates me by now.
Come on,
Kluer is one of your closest staff.
I don't think so.
If you two have any issues,
you should clear it up before things get worse.
If he's even willing to talk to me.
Are you really dating Chef Oab now?
Plawan, what are you thinking?
Won't this make things more complicated?
JJ, calm down. Hear me out first.
I've got a solution for all of this.
What's your solution?
The reason I decided to be with him is because
there's no way someone with mediocre skills like mine could ever win.
I'm not the main character.
So what? How does that benefit you?
You won't get any money that way.
It's fine.
Between money and love, I choose love.
Listen, if I lose,
whether I'm dating him or not,
I'll still have to pay Mr. Methas back.
So I'm planning to take out a bank loan and pay him off myself instead.
Sure, if you lose, you'll have to pay Mr. Methas back.
Right?
That's why I decided to follow my heart.
But have you confessed to him yet
that you've been a mole this whole time?
Have you actually said it out loud?
And did Chef Oab forgive you for it?
Good thing I'm washing dishes, so my hands are busy.
Why? What would you have done?
If you keep this up,
I might accidentally stab you with a knife.
That's too much.
What's up? Why are you here washing dishes alone?
Well… I'm stressed.
Sitting still makes me overthink, so I thought I'd do something.
Are you stressed about the competition or something else?
About Kluer.
We talked openly,
but I don't know if Kluer is okay.
I'm afraid I've hurt him.
Of course he's hurt.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have lashed out at me like that today.
Kluer has always been good to me,
even better than you.
-Wow, that's harsh. -Chef, let go, it hurts!
You just don't have a choice.
You only have one choice, and that's me.
So here's the deal.
I'll make a new dish for you.
Consider it a comfort dish. How about that?
What dish?
Croquettes stuffed with stir-fried basil.
I made this just for you.
It's gonna knock your socks off.
I haven't heard that phrase in forever.
That's so old-school.
Worth preserving, don't you think?
There's something more worth it than that.
Like eating.
Let's eat croquettes.
It's delicious, Chef.
These must be hard to make.
Can you teach me how to make it?
I can teach you.
But when I do,
don't cry, okay?
I never cry when you're teaching me.
Are you sure?
I'm sure.
Tomorrow is the final competition day.
The challenge for the final round is…
No challenge.
You can make any kind of basil stir-fry dish you want.
But it must be delicious.
I'll be judging purely on flavor.
And the winner
will become the successor to this restaurant.
In that case, there's no way I'm winning.
You can congratulate Kluer now.
There are only three of us left, so we can't handle the customers.
So I'll be closing the restaurant for now.
That way, you'll all have time to prepare.
Yes, Chef.
We're closed today, sir.
Mr. Methas, what are you doing here?
Who allowed you into my restaurant?
Is this how the owner greets customers?
How rude.
I reserve my manners for those who deserve them.
Someone like you doesn't.
Now get out of my restaurant.
What a pity.
The restaurant is about to close, and I haven't even tasted your cooking.
Soon, you'll become…
a legend,
just like your professor, right?
Calm down, Chef.
Get out of my restaurant before I throw you out.
Get out!
Calm down, Chef.
Calm down, Chef Oab.
JJ, answer the phone!
What's up, Plawan?
JJ, Mr. Methas is here.
He's at the restaurant. Why is he here?
What?
What did he do?
Did he expose you?
I don't know.
But he seems really confident that he'll get this property.
I don't know where he gets the idea that I'll win.
Chef Oab is super angry right now.
What's with these rich people? Why are they always looking for trouble?
Why can't he just stay out of it?
And you, too.
What are you afraid of now?
I already warned you, but you never listened.
Damn it!
Hello, JJ!
Damn it, you're no help at all.
You can make it to the clinic on your own now?
Well, I'm here to visit a friend.
Figured I'd check in on business too while I'm at it.
You can't escape me, you know.
Ever since you started getting better, you haven't stopped walking on your own.
So you don't have to tire yourself out traveling to me.
Are you working this hard at physical therapy
because you want to see me
or to stir up trouble with Chef Oab at the restaurant?
Your friend sure reports things fast.
I'm not trying to mess with your multi-million business,
but I just want to say
people can actually get along.
We don't have to turn everyone into enemies.
Like you and me, right?
What is it?
We're going to the movies.
A new horror movie just came out today. The Revengeful Spirit.
Don't you want to see it?
Hey,
Don't tell me you booked out the whole theater again.
I didn't book out the theater.
I have tickets with many showtimes.
Whenever you're done,
there'll be a showtime available for you.
I'm not going.
Come on, please.
Or if tomorrow works better, I can book that too.
Let's go together.
I know you have money.
Seriously, are you lonely, trying to flirt with me,
or are you just trying to win over me?
Because if this is some kind of competition to you, I'm not playing.
Go play by yourself.
I'll have someone else take care of you today.
Wait, JJ.
Isn't it obvious by now that I'm flirting with you?
I'm being genuine with you.
What else do you need me to prove?
Then cancel the condo project meant to replace Chef Oab's restaurant.
Can you do that?
If you can,
maybe I'll seriously consider being in a real relationship with you.
Kluer,
what are you doing here?
I've made up my mind. Tomorrow, I'm throwing the competition.
I'll find a way to pay back Mr. Methas.
It's the final round already? Time flies.
Aren't you happy?
Am I the only one who's excited?
Of course, I'm happy.
It'll finally be over.
Hello, Chef.
Is Chef Nubneung not joining us today?
It's just you two today.
Just me here is enough.
It's the final round. Shall we start?
The winner will be the successor of this restaurant.
If you've got something good, show it all.
You may begin.
-Yes, Chef. -Yes, Chef.
I've got something to show you.
What is it?
I don't know.
But he seems really confident that he'll get this property.
I don't know where he gets the idea that I'll win.
Chef Oab is super angry right now.
Even though I'm upset about Chef and Plawan,
I really do love this restuarant.
I hope you'll do everything right, Chef.
I'm sorry, Kluer.
Chef Oab and I are already together.
But it won't affect the competition,
I swear.
Stir-fried basil with minced pork.
Stir-fried basil with long beans.
What do I have to do to stop you from overthinking?
What do you want me to do?
You don't need to lie or do anything anymore.
Plawan, you've already won.
It's my fault for making a deal with Methas.
But I don't ask for much, just for you to get in touch.
I'm really disappointed that you chose money over people.
It's either continuing my studies or becoming a chef in France.
Once you make a decision, there's no turning back.
I've decided I want to open a restaurant like Chef Oab's
I plan to use the money I get from Mr. Methas
to open another basil restaurant.
COUNTDOWN TO THE RETURN OF "NO LONG BEANS BASIL HOUSE"
Chef, I'm sorry. RETURN OF "NO LONG BEANS BASIL HOUSE"