More than a month had passed since the Century Soup incident.
Well, thanks to the way that troublesome little girl had gone about "killing the goose that laid the golden eggs," they had managed to squeeze out a whole thermos's worth of Century Soup. Toriko and Komatsu had each gotten a small cup, too, and learned the true flavor of the real Century Soup. But to this day, neither Komatsu the chef nor Granny Setsuno had figured out the actual recipe. They both felt something was missing, but couldn't tell what.
So they had put the matter aside for the time being. Toriko had added Century Soup to his Full Course Menu, but figuring out how to recreate it would have to be his own headache.
Today, the Gourmet Hunter Toriko had been entrusted with a mission by his master, Ichiryu, president of the International Gourmet Organization, or IGO. He'd brought along his good friend and partner Komatsu, and together they'd made their way to the Sky Garden above the clouds. After a great deal of effort, they'd finally gotten to taste the legendary Ozone Grass.
But...
As they ate, someone suddenly had an idea, and for some reason they started talking about Annie.
"!!"
"You mean, we call Annie up here and show her the Ozone Grass? Let her see it but not eat it, and then drive her crazy with frustration?"
"Uh..."
"Isn't that a little mean?"
Komatsu looked hesitant, unsure whether they should really do that.
He knew the little girl loved gourmet food more than anything. If they really put this Ozone Grass—which took perfect teamwork between two people to eat—in front of her, but she couldn't manage to eat it no matter what she tried, she'd definitely go berserk with frustration, wouldn't she?
"Mean?"
"No!