A full table of delicious dishes—whether from the sky or the sea—everything was laid out.
Though each plate lacked the delicate presentation of a five-star restaurant, none of them looked unappetizing. And more importantly, the smell was absolutely mouthwatering.
Beerus and Whis couldn't resist. Just the aroma alone had their taste buds tingling.
Whis, unable to hold back, gently picked up a piece of fish and placed it in his mouth. He chewed slowly.
The flavor exploded across his tongue, stimulating his salivary glands to overflow.
As he swallowed, Whis's violet pupils dilated, and it was as if his soul had been bathed in divine light. He let out a satisfied murmur:
"Exquisite…"
Beerus, who had already swallowed his saliva several times, could endure no longer. He simply reached out and started stuffing food into his mouth—one plate after another disappearing into his stomach.
Seeing this scene, Kaso smirked and muttered, "Hmph, just some street food is enough to handle you two."
...
"Hey brat, don't snatch that—it's mine!"
"Mine! Mine!"
"Believe it or not, I'll destroy you!"
"Mine! Mine!"
Beerus: "..."
Whis covered his mouth and chuckled softly. The boy might show some respect to the God of Destruction, but the little girl? She had no clue who she was up against. There was no way she'd back down just because someone said they were a god.
Still, Whis could tell—despite her average talent, Ausbi'er was a pure-hearted child. While her cultivation progress might be slow, her potential ceiling would likely be high.
And she had something in common with Beerus—they both loved food.
Thinking of that, Whis gave Ausbi'er a strange look.
"Little Bia, try this one."
Kaso was practically sweating bullets. Ausbi'er had just tried to fight Beerus over food. Did she have a death wish?
He hurried to bring over another plate of roasted meat.
"…Fine," Ausbi'er pouted and took a bite of the new dish, clearly still a little disgruntled.
Beerus, meanwhile, didn't seem to care—his face smeared with oil, acting as though nothing had happened. He was far too busy eating to bother with grudges.
Soon, the sound of chopsticks and clinking dishes filled the air again.
—
Half a day passed.
All ten tables in the street stall area were piled high with empty plates—stacked five meters tall.
Passersby stopped in their tracks, eyes wide in disbelief. These people… were monsters, weren't they?
Beerus leaned back in his chair like a skinny cat who'd eaten its fill, a look of pure satisfaction on his face.
"Not bad," he said, letting out a massive burp. His tone was gruff, but the content spoke volumes.
Turning to glance at the two Saiyans, he found them much more pleasing to the eye now. So the food they talked about really was that good.
He even thought of his chunky brother… he probably hadn't eaten anything like this before, had he?
Probably not.
Smiling faintly, Beerus sighed inwardly. What a good day.
"Lord Beerus, do you still intend to destroy the Saiyans?" Whis asked casually, dabbing his mouth with a handkerchief. If it weren't for the two-meter-high stack of plates in front of him, he might actually seem elegant.
Kaso perked up instantly, heart pounding.
He had every right to be nervous. King Vegeta had offended the worst possible god—a literal God of Destruction. If it had been the Frieza Force he'd offended instead, Kaso wouldn't have been half as scared.
But this was Beerus. The god who governed destruction throughout the universe, a master of destructive energy. In the anime, only a handful of beings could resist his power.
(Excluding Angels, of course.)
"Don't nag me," Beerus muttered, rolling his eyes at Whis and resting both hands behind his head.
Whis smiled faintly. He already knew Beerus had made up his mind.
King Vegeta's past mistakes had led to the destruction of Planet Vegeta by Frieza. As an Angel, Whis had no objection to any decision Beerus made.
And now was no different. Even though Kaso had brought them to Earth for a gourmet feast, if Beerus had still chosen to wipe out the Saiyans, Whis wouldn't have lifted a finger to stop it.
Angels—were not allowed to interfere with the workings of the mortal realm.
Kaso understood this too. Angels were stronger than Gods of Destruction, but still served them.
To make Whis break the rules, you'd have to build a personal relationship with him—just like Bulma did in the anime.
Bulma had bribed these two weirdos with food, forging a strong bond in the process. Later, when she developed a Time Machine—a taboo device—even then, Whis and Beerus only warned her not to use it, and let her off the hook.
King Vegeta, on the other hand, was unbelievably stupid. Hiding Beerus's favorite pillow? That was asking to be erased. For a being like Beerus, destroying an entire race was no big deal.
But now, hearing Beerus's tone, Kaso finally relaxed.
The Saiyans were safe.
He and Ausbi'er… were safe too!
"Whis, let's go. We'll come back next time," Beerus said as he stood, glancing at Ausbi'er.
That brat had dared steal food from him. If he weren't in such a good mood…
"Yes, Lord Beerus!"
Full and satisfied, Whis and Beerus vanished from the table in an instant.
—
Inside the teleportation tunnel.
"..."
Beerus had a black line running down his forehead as he looked at Whis, utterly speechless.
—
West City.
"You two little monsters—were you starved to death in a past life?! An entire street full of food stalls still wasn't enough for you!" Bulma scolded, hands on her hips, glaring at Kaso.
A full year had passed. Bulma had kept up her training every day, and the stream of energy inside her was getting stronger. She felt that before long, she'd be able to unleash it—and finally show off in front of Kaso.
But then tonight, Kaso had suddenly shown up and dragged her to some random street…
…asking her to pay the bill.
If it had just been one food stall, fine. But these two little gluttons had eaten through every single food vendor on the entire block!
Terrifying!
Kaso and Ausbi'er stood side by side, looking completely innocent.
And they were. This time, they really were in the wrong.
Bulma looked at the two pint-sized kids—just barely taller than her—and couldn't even find a place to vent her anger.
"…Forget it." Bulma said irritably.
She wasn't actually upset about the money. For her, money was just a number.
She just wanted to take the opportunity to give Kaso a proper scolding. After all, he'd been so harsh on her during training!
And as expected—
After chewing him out, Bulma felt warm and fuzzy all over.
So this is what venting feels like… how satisfying!
"Kaso-nii… Bulma's so mean…" Ausbi'er whispered timidly.
She hadn't been this fierce even when she tried to fly before!
Seeing Bulma like this, Kaso gulped twice.
So this was how scary she was, even as a kid?
No wonder Vegeta was afraid of her later on…
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