Beerus's expression twisted into something very strange. "So it actually took an angel breaking the rules to fix it. Figures. That is exactly the kind of mess Champa would leave behind."
Champa shrieked, furious, "Hey, Beerus! That was something you couldn't have handled either!"
Hearing that, Goku's curiosity immediately rose. "Oh yeah. Lord Beerus is really that strong? Then compared to Lord Champa, which one of you is stronger?"
"You cannot ask such rude questions," Vados said with a very serious face.
She paused, glanced at the two Gods of Destruction, then chuckled. "But the result is obvious, isn't it? You can tell just from their bodies."
"Vados!" Champa roared, both embarrassed and angry.
"Oh my, my mistake." Vados lifted her shoulders innocently and continued packing food into her staff.
Goku kept going. "Then between you and Whis, who's stronger?"
"Me, of course," Vados answered without hesitation.
"Sister, I cannot agree with that," Whis said with a small frown. "It has been a thousand years since you last guided my training."
"Hehehe. Do you want to test that right now?"
"Is this really the time for the two of you to be chatting?" Beerus cut them off, face full of irritation.
His eyes returned to Future Trunks. "Even though the fused Zamasu problem is gone, this whole situation was still caused because you took it upon yourself to tamper with history."
"So. Hand over the time machine. And everyone here will swear to never touch anything related to time manipulation again."
"Otherwise I will destroy all of you."
Goku felt deflated. "But Lord Beerus, our whole universe is about to be erased…"
"I do not care." Beerus snorted. "You only have two choices."
Future Trunks could only give a bitter smile. He reached into his shirt and took out a capsule.
Everyone's faces went a bit pale. Their eyes drifted to Levos.
Levos glanced at Bulma and saw that her head was lowered. She was silent.
He cleared his throat and pressed down on Trunks's outstretched hand. "I don't agree with Lord Beerus's demand."
Future Trunks and Bulma both looked up. Hope flickered in their eyes.
"Mr. Levos, I don't want everyone to be in danger because of me…" Future Trunks said anxiously.
A purple orb of Destruction slowly grew in Beerus's hand. His eyes narrowed. "You have an objection?"
Levos exhaled calmly. "I wouldn't call it an objection. I just want to point something out. The Beerus from Trunks's timeline may not have traveled through time, but he still created a parallel branch with his own hands in order to stop the tragedy that happened in Trunks's world from repeating."
"So if time travel is used to save a world, then we should allow it."
"What we should not allow is letting this technique fall into the hands of villains. If Zamasu had been allowed to keep polluting timelines and expanding his influence, the consequences would be unimaginable."
"Right now we should not discard this technology. At the very least it is a way to restrain Zamasu."
Whis smiled like he was watching a good show. "My my, that was very reasonable. How should I address you?"
"Levos is fine," Levos said calmly.
Beerus let out a cold laugh. "All I hear is you trying to dodge punishment. A God of Destruction does not take his words back."
The Destruction sphere in his hand burned brighter and brighter. The aura of annihilation compressed to a terrifying point.
Levos's eyes became sharp. He was ready to fight.
A huge energy barrier spread out behind him and wrapped around everyone at the banquet. A crimson sheen slowly coated his body and his fighting spirit rose to the peak.
Right then.
Whis suddenly cried, "Ah!"
"Sister, you are far too sneaky. I had only just tasted one dish and you packaged up everything else."
Everyone followed his gaze.
Vados was moving like flowing water, sweeping plate after plate into the space of her angelic staff.
Everyone just stared.
The amount of food in the courtyard shrank at a visible speed.
Beerus's face slowly changed. He sniffed.
"Hm? What is that smell…"
His eyes suddenly lit up and fixed on the plate in Whis's hand. "Hey, Whis. What is that?"
"Lord Beerus, the waiter said this round little dish is called takoyaki."
Whis speared one with a skewer and put it into his mouth.
He chewed slowly, face filling with bliss. "Oh my. This is excellent."
A gust of wind flicked past.
Beerus appeared at Whis's side in the next instant.
His hand darted out and the sharp claws plucked up one takoyaki and popped it into his mouth.
"Hm?!"
Beerus froze.
The Destruction sphere in his hand vanished.
Everyone just stared at him, completely thrown off.
But from the look of it, Earth seemed to be safe for now.
Three full seconds later.
Beerus's whole body shivered.
"Delicious. Too delicious. This is insanely good."
Beerus stared wide-eyed, full of shock. "The bouncy, chewy octopus. The sweet and savory sauce on top. It is the perfect pairing. The texture and the smell, it is the greatest food in the universe."
"For a planet in the backwaters of the universe to have this kind of cooking, enough to blow my taste buds open. How is this possible?"
He kept praising and his eyes burned with fervor.
Everyone was silent. Their eyes looked a little weird.
"Whis. You must have eaten a lot while I was arguing with Champa."
"Ohohoho." Whis covered his mouth and laughed in that familiar way. "You can't call it eating. I was just taste testing for you."
"Really." Beerus's eyes were full of suspicion. "If you were testing, one piece would have been enough. You already ate quite a lot of this takoyaki, didn't you?"
"Caught again." Whis didn't bother hiding his smile. "This planet called Earth really is extraordinary. Amazing food everywhere you look."
"Hmph." Beerus snorted, then turned toward Champa. "So the real reason you stopped me from destroying this planet was the food."
Champa laughed at him. "Hahaha! So you finally ate Earth food. Looks like I am miles ahead of you in this department."
"You lost big time this time, Beerus. Gagaga."
"Damn you." Beerus's momentum was completely crushed. He ignored Champa.
He scanned the tables.
All he saw were messy plates and scraps.
"Looks like I was a step late," Beerus muttered.
Suddenly his eyes lit up.
There was a pink, round fellow whose table was piled high with all kinds of dishes.
It was clearly the only table that Vados had intentionally spared.
Beerus walked over to Majin Buu and cleared his throat.
He wanted to keep the dignity of a God of Destruction so he did not speak right away.
Buu looked up, glanced at him, then ignored him and kept eating.
Beerus watched Buu shove plate after plate of fragrant food into his mouth.
His brows began to pinch together and his purple face darkened.
"Excuse me, could you spare us a little?" Whis walked over politely to help.
Buu immediately refused and threw his arms around his food. "No. These are all mine."
Whis patiently said, "I am very sorry, but this universe will probably be erased. We may never get to taste this kind of food again so…"
"No." Buu said it like a hammer.
Then he stuck out his tongue and licked every single dish, smearing his saliva across all of them.
In that instant.
A terrifying aura exploded off Beerus.
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