_"Focus, focus, foooocus..."_ Harvey stared hard and long at the subject of his attention. The knife in his rather bulky hands was firm, yet his mind was still shaky. One errant cut, one way ward twitch, and the damage may be irreversible. The attention to detail was not his idea, but his mentor specifically requested that Harvey do this with precision. Butchering this was not an option. Harvey's blade cut through the flesh cleanly, and yet the hesitation was always present. Harvey was waiting to make a mistake, to see his error before it can occur so he can stop before he does too much. So far so good. When he had finished his work he had to carefully put it aside, letting it be soaked in an alcoholic mixture. He could not let it sit for long; there was much work to be done.

The strong smell of the _Dashi _reminded Harvey what was at stake. Now was not the time to relax as time was of the essence. He had mixed a few components together but it required one more thing; an embryonic extract. This would be the most time consuming and difficult part of the process. Harvey did not have time to waste to let the extraction finished completely, but at the same time he must get as much of the embryonic essence out without additional extension. It could potentially ruin the project. _"Fortune smile upon me, I cannot do this without you."_ Though seconds passed it felt likes days. Harvey watched as the extract was filtered through the sieve at a steady pace, but as time went by less and less of the extract was being moved, but there was still plenty of it left. This made Harvey begin to panic. Time was ticking away and the extract was slowing down. He only had maybe a minute to spar or else this operation is a catastrophe. He watched as the seconds went by as every drop of the embryo painstakingly dripped through the sieve. _"I can't take this! I must do something!"_ And he had to do it quickly.

Harvey focused his spiritual power into the remains of the embryo. He could not directly interfere with in his physical body, but using his ability to manipulate life essence he forced his will onto the liquid substance and forced it through the filter. He hopes that doing this did not damage the process in any way. He wasn't sure how he could take it if he had failed again. With the embryo thoroughly strained, he combined it with the other components and mixed it carefully. It was still in a volatile stage right now, but at least the hardest part had passed. Once he was finished Harvey went to move the cuts of flesh into a new container. The meat had soaked up the alcoholic mixture which it had been soaked in, and not a moment too long. He moved the flesh into a container and it took about about 1/4 of the space within. Carefully, Harvey filled the other 3/4 with the embryo mixture. He wrapped the container in a protective foil before sealing it. He looked towards his mentor who's eyes were more silent than his words, of which he had none. Harvey was on his own. This last step was reliant on his own judgement. He took a breath.

Than Harvey put the container into a steamer. He made a quick fire with the tinder and matches and soon the fire began to war the steamer and the water within it. He'll have to wait a few more minutes before he could see the fruits of his labor. He rested on his seat for a moment and contemplated his actions. Fairly simply things that he did in the span of five minutes, and yet there could have been so much done wrong in such a little time. It made him think of the larger ramifications of his actions. In Haiku. _"Critical Choices. Not made in years, but moments. Just in short notice."_

Than came the time of reckoning. Harvey removed the container from the steamer. It looked so small in his massive, robotic hands. Like an egg. So... Fragile. But now it was out of his hands. He took the container to his mentor, removed the protective coverings and placed it before him. Though Harvey had no face that could show emotions, he was nervous. His master looked at his creation. There was no words between them. Silence for a moment. It wasn't until the steam from the container cooled to a single wisp did the mentor pick up his spoon, and eat Harvey's Chawanmushi.

Harvey move through Meduzart with purpose. Having earned his victory from his mentor Harvey could do nothing more than to find the next challenge. Within his body was his master's symbol of approval for Harvey's mastery of the _Kusagi Style Breakfast Arts_. It only took him two years after much searching, with much blood, sweat, and tears put into it. Harvey had never wasted time even pursuing a social life outside of his cooking during his two-year tutorship under his mentor. Two years utterly dedicated to mastering his craft. No sleep, no entertainment, and if anyone else but Harvey tried they would have been a crusty corpse because they forgot to eat. But Harvey stood up to the challenge and came out on top. And now he was going to find his next great opponent and show them who's boss.

**"Hmm... Should have added a mushroom though."** He said as he ate a bit of his own Chawanmushi.