"Captain Cifer! What are we eating today?"
Nolan hopped and skipped out of the cabin, wearing an apron and holding a spoon.
It was only her second day since joining Cifer. Though she was sad to part with Uncle Norn, becoming her idol's companion felt like winning the lottery.
He was the strongest and most arrogant man in the world!
By his side, one day she too could become an independent and formidable woman!
"Whatever. Just make eighty or a hundred dishes. I'm not that hungry yet."
Bare-chested, Cifer still wore sunglasses from who knew where as he lounged in a beach chair on the deck, basking in the sun.
"Understood!"
Nolan straightened up and saluted Cifer in the chair, then turned to head into the cabin.
"Nolan!"
"The great god wants a Manchu Han Imperial Feast!"
Enel, who had heard Cifer mention the Manchu Han Imperial Feast before, had become somewhat obsessed with it. It all began that day...
"What? You barely know how to cook?"
Not long after Hina and Wright left the ship, the two of them had already eaten all the ready-to-eat food aboard.
Enel looked at Cifer with utter disdain. Was a god like him supposed to cook personally?
Back on Sky Island, he had been a god. Whatever he wanted was his for the taking, and his subordinates had prepared carefully selected delicacies for him every day.
Yet he had been moved by this guy and followed him down to the Blue Sea, thinking the journey ahead would be a wonderful adventure of roaming the world in carefree freedom.
Who would have thought that on the very first day after Hina and the others left, he would be faced with the problem of having nothing to eat?
"Yehahaha!"
"Don't worry. As a magnanimous god,