Chrollo watched silently as the large tree once again bore an identical black, coconut-like fruit.
Invention: [Plant Modifier]
Source: Doraemon World Future Technology Company.
Effect: A tool used to alter plants into specific foods. Each type of food corresponds to its own Plant Modifier. After drawing the solution into a syringe and injecting it into a plant, the plant will rapidly blossom and bear fruit. Opening the fruit yields the desired food.
This was the [Plant Modifier] capable of producing various foods, originating from the Doraemon World.
At the same time, it was also a Dao capable of satisfying different dietary needs.
It first appeared in the 1982 theatrical film, [Doraemon: Nobita's Great Demon-King].
The story tells of Doraemon and his companions being led by the Dog Prince (also translated as Flat-Flat) into the African interior, where they embarked on an adventure in a land filled with demons.
There, an incredible Dog Kingdom existed.
During their journey, Nobita and the others grew hungry. Doraemon initially took out the [Delivery Phone].
However, Gian insisted that "ordering takeout in Africa would ruin the expedition atmosphere," and instead chose another Dao具.
That item was the [Plant Modifier].
By injecting this special solution into plants, they were able to obtain all kinds of foods they desired.
After Machi and Uvogin stated what they wanted to eat, Moge immediately thought of this invention.
And injected it into the large tree before them.
"Here. This one's yours."
Moge handed the newly formed black fruit to Machi.
Click.
She opened it gently.
A wave of steaming fragrance rose instantly, brushing across her face.
"Seafood fried rice. Enjoy."
Moge smiled lightly.
Machi's eyes had already locked onto the contents inside.
Each grain of rice was fried to a perfect golden hue, glistening faintly as though coated in a rich sauce.
Golden egg fragments were scattered throughout.
And within Shrimp.
Fish slices.
Octopus legs.
Squid tentacles.
Inside the church screening room
"Shrimp… fish… octopus… squid…"
Chrollo unconsciously recited the marine species he had learned about from videotapes, identifying them one by one.
As he spoke, Pakunoda beside him swallowed audibly.
Compared to the massive chunks of meat, this seafood fried rice was visually more refined more appealing, especially from a girl's perspective.
Machi no longer resisted.
She picked up the small wooden spoon provided in the fruit shell and scooped up a careful bite.
Rice. Egg. Shrimp. Squid.
All included in one mouthful.
One bite that encompassed the essence of the entire dish.
"Mmm…"
The moment the flavor touched her tongue, her body trembled faintly.
It was as if a tide surged up from the depths of the ocean.
A rich, layered taste cascaded down her throat, spreading warmth and satisfaction through her limbs.
"…"
She fell silent not out of indifference, but to savor.
Then, without another word, she raised her spoon again.
And again.
Her eating was not as wild as Uvogin's.
But her speed was steady.
Unrelenting.
Before long, the portion of seafood fried rice was visibly shrinking.
"As long as you like it."
Seeing both of them immersed in eating, Moge chuckled and lifted another modifier.
Watching them enjoy it so much made him hungry as well.
He hadn't eaten yet either.
Inject.
Bloom.
Fruit.
Pick.
Open.
The motions flowed smoothly in sequence.
"I won't stand on ceremony."
Inside his own black fruit was braised pork with potatoes over rice, sauce glistening thickly over tender meat and soft golden chunks.
"Crunch."
He took a bite.
A genuine smile spread across his face.
"As expected… food from home really is the most comforting."
With a satisfied sigh, Moge sat down cross-legged and began eating quietly as well.
For a brief while, that corner of the grove fell into peace.
Only the sounds of chewing.
Swallowing.
Breathing.
But the aroma
It continued to drift.
Spreading slowly outward.
Until—
"Uvogin?!!"
A voice rang out from the woods.
Surprised.
Angry.
"Huh?!"
Uvogin lifted his head instinctively, still chewing.
And saw two familiar figures emerging between the trees.
"Oh? It's you two defeated guys again…"
He swallowed.
"What, couldn't get enough last time? Came back for another beating?"
He wiped the grease from the corner of his mouth.
Phinks glared at him.
When they first followed the smell, they had intended to observe quietly.
If possible, snatch some food.
But the moment Phinks saw Uvogin devouring meat so happily
Something snapped.
Why were we the ones beaten black and blue
While you're here feasting?
Why are we grimacing in pain
While you're grinning and stuffing meat into your mouth?
Why are we sneaking around for engine parts
While you're sitting here with oil dripping from your lips?!
Phinks' resentment accumulated violently, almost materializing into rage.
Unable to endure any longer, he leapt out and shouted:
"Hand over the food!!!"
His eyes burned not at Uvogin.
But at the meat in his hands.
Never in his life had Phinks craved food this intensely.
"So this time you're after my meat?"
Uvogin's lips curled upward.
"No."
And without hesitation
He tilted the black fruit and dumped the remaining chunks straight into his mouth.
Slurp.
Chew.
The fragrance exploded again.
"You bastard"
Phinks watched helplessly as the meat disappeared between Uvogin's teeth.
Too late to stop it.
The sight nearly drove him mad.
Especially when Uvogin casually flicked his hand, splattering droplets of meat juice.
They hadn't tasted even a drop.
And he was wasting it.
That casual extravagance stung worse than any punch.
"No matter what you say, you're not leaving today!"
Phinks' anger boiled over.
"Let's settle everything at once!"
Feitan nodded slightly beside him.
But his gaze
Was fixed on the rice in Moge and Machi's hands.
Gurgle.