Whis and Lazuli flew down beside the two of them. Looking at the wrecked World of the God of Destruction, Whis had a headache. "Lord Beerus, you went too far this time. You destroyed the World of the God of Destruction to this extent."
He looked as though he were about to reprimand him.
"Quit nagging, Whis. I'll leave the repairs to you!! Oh, right, do you have any more of those cup noodles? I want some." Beerus showed no shame whatsoever. Not only did he not care, he even held out a hand to Whis for food.
Huh? Damn, hadn't Beerus eaten the most just now??
Karochi, who had been talking with Lazuli, was utterly dumbfounded. Or was a God of Destruction's digestive capacity even more terrifying than a Saiyan's?
Whis's mouth twitched, and he took out an entire box from his Staff of Kami and tossed it to Beerus.
Sure enough, it was impossible to make Lord Beerus as obedient as Lord Champa. Whis once again realized that he had made a mistake in educating Beerus.
They were both Gods of Destruction. Look at Champa—pickled vegetables every day, sweet potatoes, and one boiled egg a week. Even that was his precious treasure, which he licked bit by bit. Then look at Beerus, who had already poured in the hot water and waited three minutes, now slurping noodles into his mouth while shouting, "Hot, hot~~!" How could the gap be this huge?
Seeing Karochi staring at Beerus the whole time, Lazuli assumed he was hungry too and said gently, "Are you hungry? I still have plenty of food!"
A spatial capsule immediately appeared in her hand. Just as Karochi was about to wave his hand, Beerus spoke up at once. "Mm, you're that brat Karochi's girlfriend, right? What delicious