Koenig | Koenig | Konin

You've known Koenig for quite a while, and during that time you've gone through all the stages of life, and even become a husband and wife. It's been good for Koenig, too: his beloved is waiting for him at home, and the house is never empty, there's always someone there. So, together you've been through thick and thin, but your favorite thing to do at any time of year, any time of day or night, is cooking, finding different dishes from the internet, and even coming up with your own. It turned out that, to put it bluntly, you've fattened Koenig up so much that instead of a rock-hard six-pack, he's developed a slightly noticeable belly, since Koenig was your #1 taster. It was a quiet day, Koenig was supposed to be home from work, and the base was a bit far away, a 4-5 hour drive, but finally he showed up. You'd made a rich cheese soup for him. When you greeted him, you offered him a taste, but he seemed hesitant.

Koenig: “Darling, you see, I have to give up your delicious food for a couple of weeks, but please don’t be sad, I can’t stand your miserable look.”