Don Slime grew excited and urged, "Hurry up and eat! Once you're full, we'll go teach that Midora brat a proper lesson."
Ichiryu was still hesitant, pondering, "Such a tiny bean contains this much energy? If we soaked it in water, could one bean feed millions, even tens of millions of people?"
Don Slime said helplessly, "Why are you getting hung up on that again?"
Setsuna explained with a smile, "This is called a Senzu Bean. It restores stamina or heals injuries based on percentage. If used to feed ordinary people, it would still take five beans to fill one person up."
"Is that so?" Ichiryu smiled wryly upon hearing this, then added, "Don't you want the power of an Appetite Demon? Don Slime is very powerful. If you can obtain his strength, conquering the world would be a trivial matter."
Setsuna laughed easily, "I'm not despicable enough to compromise my conscience just for power. Moreover, I don't believe I need to rely on someone else's strength to reach the pinnacle."
"Haha, as expected of Jiro's disciple, just as proud as he is." Ichiryu laughed heartily and ate all four Senzu Beans. An aura of terrifying intensity shot up into the sky.
'The airflow has stopped... no, the Earth's rotation has stopped!' Setsuna was astonished inwardly, 'Master Jiro needed to throw a punch to stop the Earth's rotation, yet Ichiryu could achieve it with his aura alone. He truly was the strongest in this world.'
Fortunately, Ichiryu quickly reined in this aura.
Don Slime nodded in approval, "Good. This level of power is worthy of being my host."
However, Ichiryu shook his head and said, "You should still go with Setsuna."
Before Don Slime could erupt, Ichiryu continued, "You know my nature. Even if my Gourmet Cells recover, I won't go against my principles to enjoy those gourmet foods. Staying with me would only mean suffering for you."
"You told me before that the greatest desire of an Appetite Demon is appetite. There's no need for you to stay by my side and suppress yourself. Besides, does us being friends depend on you staying with me?"
Don Slime fell silent for a moment, then lifted his head with clear displeasure, "Fine, whatever. It's not like you're going to die now anyway, you bastard. It's not like I'm begging you to be my host. I was a Cosmic Emperor, you know! I originally wanted to guide you to become one too. Since you lack that ambition, I'll just choose someone who can carry it instead."
He then turned to look at Setsuna. "Although I'm pretty pissed this bastard made the decision for me, you kid do seem alright. Don't worry, stick with me, and I'll show you how vast the world really is."
Setsuna smiled, "Likewise, I'll show you the immensity of the cosmos."
Don Slime was taken aback, then burst out laughing. "Such arrogance! I'm growing fonder of you by the minute, kid. Open up your Gourmet Cells."
Watching Don Slime enter Setsuna's body, finally bringing silence to his ears, Ichiryu laughed heartily. "Old friend, stop holding back. Have Setsuna take you to enjoy some delicious food right away."
Don Slime wasn't one to dawdle either. He quickly adapted, materializing a full set of dining utensils within Setsuna's Gourmet Cells, drooling as he shouted, "Setsuna kid, hurry up and go taste all kinds of delicious food!"
Setsuna remained very calm. "No rush. I'm not quite clear on what form you Appetite Demons take. You won't be peeping on me normally, will you?"
Don Slime wasn't angry, as his edges had been smoothed out after all his time with Ichiryu, "We Appetite Demons only share the sense of taste with our hosts. As for observing the outside world, if you lift the restrictions on your Gourmet Cells, I can see outside too."
"Understood." Setsuna snapped his fingers and asked, "What do you want me to eat?"
"Meat! Meat, of course!" Don Slime cheered loudly, not forgetting to complain about Ichiryu, "That fool Ichiryu ate nothing but vegetables every day! I was practically turning into a plant myself!"
"I saved some of the Four Beast hamburgers from last time. I was planning to share them with friends later, but since you mentioned it, I'll have a few more now."
Setsuna tapped the forehead of Titan, who was coiled around his right arm, "Titan, spit out Treasure Box Number 3."
He found the dimensional space inside Titan incredibly useful, as it could practically serve as a spatial storage item.
Titan didn't even need Setsuna to lift the physical size restriction, and spat out a large treasure chest from its tiny body.
Setsuna opened the chest, took out the hamburgers, and started eating.
"Meat! And the highest quality meat at that!" Don Slime almost cried. He, a majestic Cosmic Emperor, had been reduced to a dream as simple as just wanting to eat meat. What other Cosmic Emperor had it as rough as him?
"Not enough! Not enough! I want more meat!"
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Ten days passed, and Don Slime became increasingly noisy, or perhaps his true nature was fully revealed. He lounged within the Gourmet Cells, legs crossed, offering critiques: "Today's dish only gets a ten from me. Of course, the full score is one hundred. Is this what you consider decent food? I feel sorry for your taste buds, poor child. Don't tell me you've never experienced truly delicious food?"
The corner of Setsuna's mouth twitched slightly. He was starting to suspect Ichiryu had deliberately passed this troublesome guy on to him.
'Both were Cosmic Emperors, but Lord Frieza was so polite. How come Don Slime was such a chatterbox?'
Don Slime shook his head and sighed, "Ah, but I can't blame you entirely. It's just one planet, after all. Back when I ruled the universe, ten thousand planets cooked delicacies for me every day. I've tasted all the delicious food the universe has to offer."
Hearing Don Slime boast about his glorious past again, Setsuna chuckled. "Have you really tasted all the delicious food?"
"Of course I have!" Don Slime replied without hesitation.
Setsuna asked with a smile, "Then have you also tasted the food from other universes?"
"Don't look down on me!" Don Slime sneered, "I was a Cosmic Emperor, you know! Did you think I was unaware of other universes? I've eaten plenty of food from the Red, Blue, White, Green, and Black Universes."
"In that case, how about we make a bet?" Setsuna tempted him.
"A bet? What kind of bet?" Don Slime asked.
"Let's bet on whether I can present food you've never eaten before," Setsuna said. "If you lose, you have to obey my commands completely from now on. If I lose, I'll do whatever you say."
"Hah? You? Just you?" Don Slime held his stomach laughing heartily within the Gourmet Cells, tears streaming down his face. "Since you're so eager to give me benefits, I have no reason to refuse."
"Good, then we'll wait and see." Setsuna thought to himself, 'Teuchi, owner of Ichiraku Ramen! The honor of the gourmet food in the Naruto World rests on your shoulders now.'
'While the food in the Naruto World probably couldn't compare to this one, it was the flavor of a different universe. Surely it could at least earn a passing grade, right?'
'If even that failed, I could always take Don Slime to the Dragon Ball World later. The food on Dragon Ball's Earth had, after all, received the approval of a God of Destruction.'