"Lord Champa, what brings you to Earth all of a sudden?"
Bulma had no idea what Vegeta was planning, but seeing that Champa and the others didn't seem to care about his actions, she felt somewhat relieved.
After all, no matter what, that guy was still her brother-in-law!
"What else would I come to Earth for? Obviously, I'm here looking for good food!"
Champa then looked toward Fuwa.
"Fatty, what do you think of these dishes? Pretty good, huh?"
Fuwa nodded.
"Lord Champa wasn't exaggerating when he told me how delicious Earth's food was. It really is as good as he said."
Vados raised her head and smiled.
"Ever since leaving the Seventh Universe, I haven't eaten anything this delicious. Miss Bulma, you'll have to take me around to find even more tasty food this time."
These three gods had crossed universes and traveled across the stars, only to come all the way to Earth for one reason...
To find delicious food!
Bulma couldn't help but feel like laughing.
But then again…
Champa and Beerus were brothers, so it was perfectly normal for them to share a love of good food.
"Since you've traveled such a long way to come here, Lord Champa, I'll naturally take you to try even more delicious food," Bulma said seriously.
"Excellent, excellent."
Champa was very pleased with Bulma's attitude.
"No wonder you get along so well with Gran and the others. Since you're so sensible, is there anything you wish for? I can grant it for you…"
"There's no need, Lord Champa. Lord Gran has already promised me plenty of wishes, but I don't really have anything I want to wish for…"
"That's true. With Gran backing you up, you really don't have much use for me…"
Champa continued eating while casually chatting with Bulma.
Their conversation carried all the way outside the dining room.
Vegeta was hiding outside the window, his ears twitching constantly.
"Food? A wish?!!"
Vegeta's eyes lit up.
He had originally been wondering how he could build a relationship with this God of Destruction.
But apparently, all he needed was some good food, and Champa would grant him a wish!
Vegeta immediately slipped away from outside the dining room.
Inside, the conversation continued.
"Bulma, have Gran and Beerus come to Earth recently?"
"Neither of them has."
"I see. Given Beerus's habits, he should be sleeping during this period. But I didn't expect Gran not to have come to Earth either. Is that guy really that busy…?"
"…"
Three hours passed.
The voices inside the dining room finally quieted down, and Champa at last put down the food in his hands.
As for Vados and Fuwa, they had already eaten their fill long ago.
"Ahh… That hit the spot."
Champa wiped his mouth with a napkin before getting up from the dining table.
Now that he'd eaten and drunk his fill, there was only one thing left to do—
Have a good sleep.
And once he woke up?
Eat again!
However, just as Champa reached the entrance of the dining room, he saw Vegeta pushing a small cart loaded with food toward him.
"What is he doing?"
Champa turned his head toward Bulma.
"…"
How should I know?
Of course, Bulma didn't say that out loud.
She was afraid Champa would simply destroy Vegeta for getting in his way.
"Lord God of Destruction, I have prepared a variety of delicious foods here. Would you like to try some?"
Vegeta pushed the small cart in front of them and spoke cautiously.
Champa didn't answer Vegeta.
Instead, he asked Bulma, "Who is he?"
"His name is Vegeta. He's… technically my brother-in-law."
"Brother-in-law?"
Champa put his hands behind his back and sized Vegeta up.
Then he calmly said, "Tell me what you're really after."
He might have been stupid at times, but he wasn't an idiot.
With Vegeta being this obvious, how could he possibly fail to realize that the guy had another motive?
Vados and Fuwa also turned their attention toward Vegeta.
Under the gazes of these gods, Vegeta felt as though an enormous mountain had been placed on his shoulders.
The pressure was immense!
"I… I noticed that Lord God of Destruction, you really enjoy delicious food. I have prepared many dishes here that you probably haven't tasted before…"
Vegeta swallowed nervously.
Finally, he revealed his true intention.
"Lord God of Destruction, could I use these dishes to exchange for a small favor?"
The moment he said this...
"Pfft!"
Champa and Fuwa instantly burst out laughing.
Even the corners of Vados's mouth twitched slightly.
Bulma held her forehead, completely exasperated.
She finally understood what Vegeta was trying to do.
He probably wanted to get Champa to become his teacher.
But...
Was that even possible?
"Vegeta, was it?"
"Yes. I am Vegeta."
"How exactly did you come to believe that a little bit of food could be exchanged for a wish from a God of Destruction?"
Champa looked at him teasingly.
A God of Destruction was one of the supreme beings in the universe.
Take Beerus, for example. Whenever he went looking for food, if he couldn't find anything he liked, that planet would most likely be destroyed.
And if a planet could provide him with delicious food, then that was simply what they were supposed to do.
Champa was no different.
Whenever he went looking for delicious food, people had always taken the initiative to offer it to him.
Who would dare make demands of him?
As for the wish he had offered Bulma earlier, that was purely because of his relationship with Gran, Beerus, and the others.
But this Vegeta?!
What did he have?
Did he think his ordinary battle power of several tens of millions was enough?
Vegeta's eyes widened.
"Didn't you say this afternoon that because Bulma was so sensible, you could grant her a small wish?"
"Oh?"
Champa narrowed his eyes.
"You were eavesdropping on our conversation? You've got some nerve!"
The temperature around them suddenly dropped.
Bulma's entire body instantly broke out in goosebumps.
Champa had known all along that Vegeta had been eavesdropping from nearby.
At the time, he hadn't reacted because he probably didn't want to waste his precious eating time dealing with Vegeta.
But now Vegeta had actually dared to admit it outright.
Wasn't he practically asking to be destroyed?!
Bulma hurriedly stepped forward.
"Lord Champa, I apologize to you on his behalf. Could you please spare his life?"
"Fine. I'll let him off this time for your sake."
Champa yawned.
Clearly, after eating and drinking his fill, he was in an exceptionally good mood.
The temperature around them returned to normal.
Bulma breathed a sigh of relief.
She couldn't help glaring at Vegeta.
This guy was always looking for trouble!
Vegeta, meanwhile, was gasping heavily.
He genuinely felt like he had nearly died just now.
"Kid, tell me what your wish is."
END OF CHAPTER
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