`Chief Slime immediately got excited and urged, "Hurry up and eat! Once we're full, we'll go give that brat Midora a good lesson."
Ichiryu was still hesitating, pondering, "This small little bean contains such enormous energy. If it were soaked in water, couldn't a single bean feed several million, or even tens of millions of people?"
Chief Slime looked exasperated. "Why are you getting hung up on that again?"
Setsuna laughed and explained, "This is called a Senzu Bean. It recovers stamina or heals injuries by percentage. If you tried to feed it to ordinary people, you would still need five beans to fill one person up."
"Is that so?" Ichiryu gave a wry smile upon hearing this, then said, "Don't you want the power of a Gourmet Demon? Chief Slime is incredibly strong. If you were to gain his power, conquering the world would be a small matter."
Setsuna offered a confident smile. "I wouldn't stoop to that level. I won't lose my conscience just to gain power, and besides, I don't believe I need to rely on anyone else's strength to reach the pinnacle."
"Haha! You truly are Jirou's disciple, just as proud as he is!" Ichiryu roared with laughter, then ate all four Senzu Beans. A terrifying, ultimate aura shot up into the sky.
"The atmosphere has stopped flowing! No, the Earth's rotation has stopped!" Setsuna was aghast. Jirou still needed to throw a punch to stop the Earth's rotation, but Ichiryu could achieve this just with his pure aura. He truly was the strongest person in this world.
Fortunately, Ichiryu quickly reined in the intimidating aura.
Chief Slime nodded in approval. "Not bad. This level of power is worthy of being my host."
However, Ichiryu shook his head. "You should follow Setsuna instead."
Before Slime could explode, Ichiryu continued, "You know my nature. Even if my Gourmet Cells recover, I won't go against my conscience to indulge in those gourmet foods. You would only suffer if you stayed with me."
"You told me before that a Gourmet Demon's biggest desire is appetite. You don't need to stay with me and suppress yourself. Besides, if you leave, does that mean we're no longer friends?"
Slime was silent for a moment, then looked up, thoroughly annoyed. "Fine! I guess this bastard won't die after all. So be it. Don't talk like I'm begging you to be my host! I was the Space Emperor! I intended to guide you to become the Space Emperor. Since you don't have that ambition, I'll just choose someone who can carry it!"
He then turned to Setsuna. "Even though this bastard Ichiryu made this decision for me without asking, I do like your style, kid. Don't worry, with me, I'll show you the true vastness of the world!"
Setsuna grinned. "The feeling is mutual. I'll show you the boundlessness of the cosmos."
Chief Slime was startled for a second, then burst out laughing. "That arrogance makes me appreciate you even more, kid! Open up your Gourmet Cells."
Watching Chief Slime enter Setsuna's body, and the silence finally returning, Ichiryu laughed heartily. "Old pal, stop being so stubborn! Just let Setsuna take you to enjoy some delicious food!"
Slime wasn't one to wallow, and he quickly adapted, materializing an entire set of cutlery within Setsuna's Gourmet Cells. He drooled as he yelled, "Little brat Setsuna, hurry up and taste all kinds of gourmet food!"
Setsuna was calm. "Not so fast. I still don't understand what you Gourmet Demons are like. You're not going to peep on me, are you?"
Slime didn't get angry; his sharp edges had been smoothed out by his time with Ichiryu. "We Gourmet Demons only share your sense of taste. As for observing the outside world, I can only see it if you let down the restrictions on your Gourmet Cells."
"Understood." Setsuna snapped his fingers and asked, "What do you want to eat?"
"Meat! Meat, of course!" Slime cheered loudly, not forgetting to accuse Ichiryu. "That idiot Ichiryu ate vegetables every day! I almost turned into a plant myself!"
"I still have some of the Four-Beast burgers we ate last time. I was planning to take them back to share with my friends, but since you put it that way, I guess I'll eat a few more."
Setsuna tapped the forehead of Titan, who was coiled around his right arm. "Titan, eject treasure box number three."
He had discovered that the space inside Titan's body was incredibly useful; it worked perfectly as a spatial storage device.
Titan didn't even require Setsuna to release its body restriction. It simply spat out a large treasure chest from its small body.
Setsuna opened the box, took out a burger, and began to eat.
"Meat! And top-grade meat at that!" Slime nearly cried. He was the great Space Emperor, yet his dream was so simple—all he wanted was to eat meat. What kind of Space Emperor was as pathetic as him?
"Not enough! Not enough! I want to eat more meat!"
Ten days passed, and Chief Slime became increasingly talkative, or rather, he showed his true colors. Lounging in Setsuna's Gourmet Cells with one leg crossed over the other, he critiqued, "I can only give today's meal a ten. Of course, the full score is one hundred. This is what you think is decent gourmet food? I genuinely pity your taste, you poor child. You couldn't possibly have ever enjoyed real gourmet food, have you?"
Setsuna's mouth twitched slightly. He was starting to suspect that Ichiryu had intentionally passed the buck to him.
Both were Space Emperors, yet Lord Frieza was so polite. Why was Chief Slime such a chatterbox?
Slime shook his head. "Sigh, well, I can't entirely blame you. After all, it's just one planet. When I ruled the universe, ten thousand planets cooked food for me every single day. I've tasted the cuisine of the entire universe."
Hearing Slime boasting about his glorious past again, Setsuna chuckled softly. "Have you really tasted all gourmet food?"
Slime didn't hesitate. "Does that even need to be asked?"
Setsuna asked with a smile, "Well, have you tasted the cuisine from other universes?"
"Don't underestimate me," Slime scoffed. "I used to be the Space Emperor, did you think I wouldn't know about the existence of other universes? I've eaten plenty of food from the Red, Blue, White, Green, and Black Universes."
"If that's the case, how about we make a bet?" Setsuna asked enticingly.
"A bet? What kind of bet?" Slime asked.
"We'll bet on whether or not I can present you with a gourmet dish you've never eaten before," Setsuna said. "If you lose, you have to follow my commands completely from now on. If I lose, I'll do whatever you tell me to do."
"Ha? You think you can?" Slime burst out laughing within the Gourmet Cells, tears streaming down his face. "Since you're so eager to hand me a benefit, I have no reason to refuse."
"Alright, then we'll just have to wait and see." Setsuna thought to himself: It's all up to Teuchi Ichiraku to defend the honor of the Naruto World's gourmet scene.
Even though the cuisine of the Naruto world definitely can't compare to this world, they are, after all, flavors from a different universe. He should at least be able to score a decent Gourmet rating, right?
If that fails, he can always take Slime to the Dragon Ball universe later. The food on Dragon Ball Earth has at least been certified by a God of Destruction.