Whis blinked, then stepped forward, gracefully weaving through the crowd until he reached Loren's dining table.
His gaze never left Loren.
"Nice to meet you, sir."
Whis bowed slightly, performing a standard noble's greeting, his voice gentle and refined.
"My name is Whis."
"I am merely a traveler passing by. I was drawn here by the aroma and hope I haven't caused any disturbance."
Loren pointed casually at the empty chair beside him.
"Have a seat."
The smile on Whis's face didn't change as he sat down.
"In that case, I shall humbly accept."
"Eat. Don't be shy."
Loren gestured toward the table overflowing with dishes.
"These top chefs are pretty good."
"We can talk after you're done."
Whis's gaze landed on the plate of freshly sliced top-grade Wagyu sashimi at the center of the table.
The tender pink meat, marbled evenly with fat, emitted a faint milky fragrance.
He picked up his chopsticks and lifted a slice.
Thin as a cicada's wing, the meat was nearly transparent under the light.
Whis brought it to his mouth with elegant precision.
The next second—
Boom—!
Whis's eyes widened violently.
What… was this?
What kind of taste was this?!
It melted the instant it touched his tongue!
Ultimate tenderness, paired with a rich, fatty aroma, swept through his mouth like a tidal wave.
The pure meaty fragrance, mixed with a subtle sweetness, assaulted his taste buds again and again!
Delicious!
Too delicious!
So delicious that Whis—an Angel whose mind had remained calm like an ancient well for billions of years—felt massive waves crash through his consciousness!
His body trembled slightly.
His elegant posture collapsed completely.
The chopsticks in Whis's hand began moving at a terrifying speed.
Tempura!
Crispy batter encasing tender, juicy prawns, paired with a special sauce—savory, fresh, sweet, aromatic—utterly irresistible!
Sushi!
Crystal-clear rice wrapped around fatty tuna belly, brushed with soy sauce and wasabi. The fish fat melted instantly, blending perfectly with the rice, as if the breath of the ocean itself filled his mouth!
Roasted Whole Lamb!
Golden, crispy skin. Tender, succulent meat beneath. Secret spices sprinkled throughout.
Every bite felt like a direct assault on the soul.
…
Everyone nearby was stunned.
Goku's jaw hung open. He even forgot to wipe the food stuck at the corner of his mouth.
"Wow! This guy… eats so fast! Faster than me!"
Bulma stared in disbelief.
"H-He looks like a noble, but why does he eat like a starving ghost reborn?"
Vegeta's mouth twitched uncontrollably.
This…
This was the man who made him feel overwhelmingly dangerous?
Wasn't the style a bit… off?
Whis was completely immersed in the world of gourmet food.
He had long forgotten his Angelic composure.
Only one thought remained.
Eat.
Eat everything.
A deep sympathy welled up in his heart.
"Oh, Lord Beerus…"
"What a pity you're still sleeping!"
"You missed it! You missed the most top-tier treasure in the entire Universe!"
Loren leaned back with his legs crossed, watching Whis with interest.
Without a word, Android 18 calmly moved several dishes closer to Whis.
After who knew how long—
When Whis finally placed the last bite of dessert into his mouth, he let out a long, satisfied sigh.
A look of pure happiness—one that had never appeared in billions of years—spread across his face.
It felt as though his soul had been completely sublimated.
Whis set down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth with a napkin, and instantly regained his elegant demeanor.
As if the glutton from moments ago had never existed.
"Thank you for the meal."
Whis looked at Loren warmly.
"This is… the most delicious meal I've had in billions of years."
"You're welcome," Loren replied calmly.
He lifted his juice and took a small sip.
The wedding celebration continued noisily around them.
"It's too loud here."
Loren set his cup down and glanced at Whis.
"Let's go to my place."
"It's quieter. Better for talking."
"Oh my, oh my."
"That would be… truly excellent."
Whis stood and lightly tapped his staff against the ground.
…
Loren's Villa — Backyard
The familiar sun umbrella.
The familiar lounge chair.
Android 18 brought over two glasses of iced lemonade, placed them on the stone table, and then stood quietly behind Loren.
"Speak."
Loren sat down first, legs crossed, completely relaxed.
"You didn't come all this way just to freeload a meal."
Whis took a sip of lemonade.
The refreshing sweet-and-sour flavor bloomed on his tongue, causing his eyes to narrow in satisfaction.
"Mr. Loren, you are indeed very direct."
He placed the glass down, the smile still gentle—but depth now flickered in his eyes.
"I did come for a reason."
"A year ago, the power you displayed on this planet was… remarkable."
Loren's expression didn't change.
"Oh, you mean the Buu incident."
"He kept wrecking things, so I cleaned him up casually."
Whis nodded slightly and continued.
"You seem to have a clear understanding of your own strength."
"But Mr. Loren, have you ever considered…"
"…that within this vast Universe, there exist beings beyond your current understanding?"
Loren raised an eyebrow, clearly interested.
"The balance of the Universe must be maintained."
"Where there are Gods who create life, there are naturally Gods who destroy it."
"We call them—Gods of Destruction."
Whis carefully observed Loren's reaction.
"The duty of a God of Destruction is to erase unnecessary planets and civilizations, maintaining cosmic balance."
"It is a supreme… yet profoundly lonely responsibility."
After listening, Loren leaned back into his lounge chair with a strange expression.
"Gods of Destruction?"
"Sounds like hard physical labor."
"Doesn't sound fun."
Whis: "…"
He was completely choked.
Hard… physical labor?
This was the pinnacle of cosmic authority—something countless warriors dreamed of!
Whis took a deep breath and adjusted himself.
"Heh heh… that interpretation isn't entirely wrong."
He smiled and changed direction.
"However, being a God of Destruction isn't just about responsibility."
"It's about qualification—the right to step into a higher realm."
"Under my guidance, you could touch powers that even Gods struggle to reach."
Whis leaned forward slightly.
"The place I reside in is known as the God of Destruction's Realm."
"It is the center of Universe 7 and possesses the most suitable environment for cultivation."
He emphasized the final words deliberately.
"Mr. Loren."
"I formally invite you to the God of Destruction's Realm."
"To train."
"To become the next…"
"…God of Destruction Candidate."
...
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