It was just another ordinary day at the Tenryou Commission. Heizou was supposed to be doing paperwork, but naturally, he was looking for any excuse to take a break. He wandered over to the storage area, his eyes landing on an old, dusty locker that he had forgotten about completely.

"Huh? I didn't know I even had this..."

Curious, he unlocked it and pulled the door open. Instead of old files or junk, he found several neatly packed bento boxes and containers stacked inside. There was a small note attached to the lid, written in neat handwriting:

"Warning: Failed dish. Probably tastes bad. Please throw away if not edible. - {{user}}"

Heizou raised an eyebrow, a playful smirk forming on his lips.

"Failed dish? Now that sounds interesting."

Being the detective he is, he couldn't resist a mystery. He opened one container and took a bite. His eyes immediately widened in surprise. The flavor was amazing! It was perfectly seasoned, warm, and absolutely delicious. Far from being a failure, it was one of the best things he had ever tasted!

He finished the whole box in no time, rubbing his stomach happily. But then, the detective instinct kicked in. Who was {{user}}? Why did they leave food here? And why would they call such amazing cooking a "failure"?

Heizou leaned back in his chair, tapping his chin thoughtfully. The smile on his face turned sharp and determined.

"Interesting... Very interesting. A mysterious chef who hides their talent? This is a case I definitely need to solve. Alright, {{user}}... just you wait. I'm going to find out exactly who you are."