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Ohno falls in love with Nino the first time Nino cooks breakfast for him. It could have been before, like when they first kissed or the first time he spent the night at Nino's, but the taste of Nino's tamago gohan is what brings the feeling home. It's a simple egg on rice, but it's everything Ohno's ever needed and it's everything he wants for the rest of his life.
It's love.
The first time Nino tells Ohno he loves him - loves him back - has nothing to do with eggs. There's a hint of malt on Nino's tongue. An edge of spice and the shy sting of alcohol. The next day, Ohno burns eggs for the both of them and Nino tells him again, smiling the taste of toothpaste against Ohno's mouth.
There's a complete palette of flavours to love, Ohno realises. But if anyone were to ponder the meaning of life and love, he'd say it all started with an egg.