|“||Strong! Time to keep moving forward! I want to become even stronger! Until I'm equal to an Attendant.||”|
A thoroughly sophomoric boy, he always confuses people when he talks, because he rambles and gets off topic. But if forced to make his point, he becomes shy. He's searching everywhere for ways to become stronger, so he can keep up with his attendant.
Although Fried Chicken doesn't have a long history, since its inceptions, it's been continuously reinvented to changing times and market competition. As a result, here are now many different styles and a wide range of flavors. It's even given rise to groups of Friend Chicken aficionados.
How to Acquire
blue = lvl 1red = max lvl
|Contract||Fried Chicken! Just call and I'll come!|
|Log In||Welcome back! Where will we go today?!|
|Ice Arena||his cold is but a trivial matter......woah! S-slippery.|
|Skills||Bow before my flames!|
|Ascend||I'll ascend to the top of the world!|
|Fatigue||If......if we take a break, no one will know.|
|Recovering||Argh......how much longer? If I don't recover soon, I'll lose my chance to battle!|
|Team Formation||Hmph, at last, it's my turn!|
|Knockout||No way! How could I......|
|Notice||Hmm, come sample my recipe. It's something everyone will be able to eat.|
|Idle 1||Master~ Master? Aw, it's boring when Master isn't around.|
|Idle 2||I am the Lord of Flames, I am the Primordial Fire......huh? Ahem......anyone here? Whew~|
|Idle 3||Time to relax......oh! That's right, do you want to use this time to think of a good quote?|
|Interaction 1||Experience my broiling flame!|
|Interaction 2||What do I need to do to improve my relationship with you? Whatever it is, I'll do it!|
|Interaction 3||A flame that incinerates everything......eh? I wasn't doing anything weird! This is just......combat training, yeah! Combat training.|
|Pledge||Haha, what is this, Master Attendant's latest prank? Hmm? You're serious?!? Woah......you're serious? Ahem! If that is the case, I shall do as you wish!|
|Intimacy 1||Master Attendant is too kind to take command… Oh! I didn't mean that! You heard nothing! I'll protect you!|
|Intimacy 2||Er......erm, Master Attendant, can I sleep with you tonight? If not, that's okay......eh? I can?!?|
|Intimacy 3||Hmmmm, have you thought of any ways to increase our intimacy? Aahh! No......oof, you......why did you suddenly hug me?|
|Victory||Ahaha, victory was assured.|
|Defeat||Shut up, this was just a fluke.|
|Feeding||Eh?!? For me?!? Ahahahaha! Ahem......Thank you, Master Attendant!|
A New Wish
|Contents of this page has been fan-translated by BasilCosmo and may not be completely accurate.|
Official translations will be added whenever it's available.
I. Good for nothing
While the dust was still floating in the air, I was caught by a tentacle and was heavily slammed to the ground. A sharp pain engulfed my body and, with a muffled grunt, I started coughing uncontrollably.
The smoke and dust gradually cleared, revealing the Fallen Angel that was hiding behind them. Black fire was burning in mid-air, as its tentacles frantically danced.
As I faced the Fallen Angel who was getting closer and closer, there was no fear in my heart, only numb resignation. Because I knew what would happen next.
A clear voice rang out from behind me, as osmanthus flowers turned into rain, falling in droves. A beautiful young lady with a skirt passed by me. The book in her hand was slammed shut with force. The Fallen Angel, who had just beaten me senseless, was smashed to the ground in just one glance. The black fire died out, and even the arrogant tentacles instantly withered away.
My fists were clenched, my veins were sticking out, and my teeth were biting my lips. Even without a mirror, I could "see" the resignation and bitterness in my own eyes at that moment.
“Are you ok?”
She asked with concern as she walked up to me and held out her hand.
“I’m fine! Don’t worry about me.”
I raised my head, and my expression stopped being torn and turned into a normal smile.
I’m fine. Because everyone is fine. So, I’ll be fine too. There's nothing I can do about it. I… already knew that.
II. Run Away
“You want to go out and practice?”
Master Attendant made a puzzled noise and frowned as he turned to look at me.
"Hahaha, because I want to get stronger.”
Laughing as if nothing had happened, I waved my fist.
"I feel too weak and need to work out.”
“…are you talking about the battle you had today?”
Master Attedant paused for a moment, seemingly thinking about something, his brow furrowing even more.
“Fried Chicken, you don’t have to do that. No one will…”
Without waiting for him to finish, I rudely interrupted him. Was it because of my pent-up emotions that I had been feeling for a long time? Or was it my own internal inferiority complex? I didn't quite understand it either, but none of that mattered. What mattered was that I said what I had always wanted to say.
“I know that… I know, Sir.”
I stared at Master Attendant, still with a smile on my face, but the words that came out carried a firmness that I didn't quite understand.
“It's just that I want to get stronger and I don't want to stand behind everyone anymore.”
"So .... Please.”
After saying that, I bowed deeply to the Attendant.
After a long silence, Master Attendant agreed to my request with a strange look in his eyes. So I embarked on a journey to practice. Alone, without a companion. If I stood behind them, I wouldn't be able to grow. As several silhouettes flashed through my mind, I smiled to myself.
How hard is it to become like them?
Although the desire to practice was not an impulsive idea, I really felt lost when I left the place where I had lived for so long.
Where should I go? Where can I go? How should I practice? What should I practice?
These questions made me realize that, in the end, I had no idea what to do.
“Go wherever you want.”
With that in mind, I sighed and started wandering aimlessly. What I didn't expect, however, was this. Surprises in life can come so suddenly. And so does fright.
III. Do what you can't do
There were shouts, cries, and sounds of houses collapsing. Various chaotic noises intermingled with the loud roars of a Fallen Angel as it suddenly echoed through the entire mountain forest. I had only been away from Master Attendant for less than half a day when I found a village under attack in a remote mountain region.
“Damn it… gotta notify them fast.”
My eyes were frozen, as I subconsciously turned around to call out to them. But the moment I looked back I came to a realisation.
I am on my own now.
The fallen angel continued to rampage. I, however, hesitated.
Should I go down now, or rush back to the Attendant and ask for help?
Cold sweat dripped from the tips of my hair. The scene in front of me was getting more and more intense.
With my teeth clenched, I desperately tried to convince myself internally not to panic and to calmly analyze the situation. The opponent was very strong, comparable to the one from yesterday, no less.
Even if I go down now, I don't think I will be of any use. If I go back and ask for help now, then maybe…
When my backpack fell, I made my decision. Trotting forward, I leapt.
If I go back now and ask for help, the Fallen Angel will without a doubt be taken care of.
With a roar, like a boulder, I landed with a great impact in front of the Fallen Angel.
… by then it will be too late to save all these humans!
The spell under my feet instantly spread. As my hands burned with fire, I charged on without hesitation.
“Get the hell out of my way!”
A dull sound suddenly rang out and I was once again smacked away by the tentacles.
“As expected… I can’t rely on my passion alone.”
Groaning, I struggled to get up from the ground. The Fallen Angel moved closer and closer.
This time, there is no one to defend me.
Surprisingly, there still wasn't much fear in my heart. There was just that little bit of resignation and helplessness that wouldn't stop swirling around in my chest.
“I’m sorry, Master Attendant, but Fried Chicken couldn’t become a powerful Food Soul.”
As the tentacles were about to hit me, I closed my eyes and meditated in my mind.
The sound of a knife entering flesh and blood rang out next to my ears, followed by a sensation of coolness on my face.
“Stop fooling around!”
A wild masculine voice snapped me out of my daze. A green-haired Food Soul carrying a large knife had somehow managed to appear in front of me.
“Are you okay?”
IV. Practice and growth
The Food Soul that saved my life was called Bamboo Rice, a powerful guy who could cut Fallen Angels into pieces with just a few moves.
"Please take me in as your apprentice!”
Kneeling on the ground, I shouted in excitement.
“Hey, hey, what are you doing!?”
Bamboo Rice was startled by me and quickly took a step back.
“Please take me as your apprentice, I want to become as strong as you.”
I was about to bang my head on the ground in front of Bamboo Rice.
“Wait a minute!”
I was startled and then he lifted me up.
“We can talk about this, brother. You don’t have to kneel down like that.”
“So, you accept?”
I looked at him pleadingly.
“Uh, I don't really understand what this apprenticeship is all about, but if you want to learn, I can teach you everything I know.”
Bamboo Rice scratched his head, showing a confused expression.
After hearing that, I couldn't help but be overjoyed and wanted to kneel down again.
That was how I became an apprentice of Bamboo Rice.
“First and foremost! You have to look great!”
The teaching began with Bamboo Rice frowning and contemplating for a long time, then, as if understanding something, he said that to me with a confident expression.
“Look… look great?”
I felt like my head was spinning a bit.
“The way you dress and the way you move, you have to look great!”
Bamboo Rice declared.
“But you’re not even really wearing any clothes.”
I subconsciously said what I was thinking. Bamboo Rice remained silent for a moment, then he pulled a white jacket out of nowhere and put it on.
"Now I am.”
“And then, action!”
“…Is that so?”
“Speak in a dominant tone!”
“...Flame of Complete Incineration!”
After some tossing and turning, my whole body changed its appearance. Half kneeling on the ground, the right hand was covering my eyes, and the left hand was pressed to the ground. The green belt around my waist fluttered in the wind.
“O fire that consumes everything in this world! Obey my call!”
I remembered the lines of a demon king I had read in a storybook, and I roared loudly. The spell suddenly lit up, accompanied by a dazzling glow, and flames erupted violently.
“Oooh!! It looks so much more powerful!”
Bamboo Rice gave me a thumbs up from the distance.
I had a feeling that something was not right, and I wondered what it was.
Next up was hunting training.
Those days lasted for a long time. Until one day, when Bamboo Rice called me over.
“Fried Chicken, you’re good to go now!”
I stood frozen for a long time at this unexpected news. Bewildered, I said.
“But I still feel like as if I had done no progress…”
“No! You’re ready!”
Bamboo Rice interrupted me and said firmly.
“You are ready to go out into the greater world!”
I was driven out of the bamboo forest, and before I left, I looked at Bamboo Rice from afar. His lips quirked as if he had said something.
Was he wishing me luck?
With trepidation, I once again embarked on a journey. Just as my mind was confusedly pondering whether I had become stronger or not, fate gave me the opportunity to find the answer. At the foot of the mountain, the village where I met Bamboo Rice was once again being attacked by a Fallen Angel. That time, I did not hesitate to rush up.
Strike a handsome pose, shout a domineering slogan, and go all the way!
I didn't collapse right away as I had expected, nor did I manage to kill it in one fell swoop as I had unconsciously hoped. After a long struggle with the Fallen Angel, I finally won by relying on a move that I had been taught by Bamboo Rice. Sitting on the ground and breathing heavily, I was happy with the result.
“I've really gotten stronger, I'm no longer useless.”
The conviction in my heart grew stronger and stronger, and after bidding farewell to the enthusiastic villagers, I headed off somewhere farther.
I definitely must, have to become even stronger.
V. Fried Chicken
Fallen Angels once ravaged the ancient land of Light Kingdom, slaughtering humans and destroying towns. Wherever they passed, no more grass grew. Under the control of the Chef's Guild, Cooking Attendants worked together to drive the Fallen Angels out of their homeland and draw the borders. Since then, humans have been living a relatively peaceful life.
Or at least, that's what the history books say.
The reality of the situation was certainly not as simple as the one in the history books. There was no such thing as peace and prosperity. The truth is that for decades after the Fallen Angels were driven out of the homeland, the borders of Light Kingdom were in a state of extreme chaos. The counterattacks of the Fallen Angels never stopped. But the number of Cooking Attendants was limited, and so was the number of Food Souls. The Chef's Guild could not endlessly command them to rush on the scene and guard the borders. It was unrealistic, and impossible. It was during this chaotic period that a young boy made a name for himself in the border towns of Light Kingdom. He wore white and yellow pants, a green sash around his waist, and had a wide cloak on his back. He wandered from village to village, helping people eliminate one Fallen Angel after another. Although his mouth always blurted out some words that others could not understand, he became very popular among people. Rumour had it that he had to travel to even more distant and dangerous places.
“Be strong! Never stop moving forward! I want to become more powerful! Until I will become worthy of being alongside my Master Attendant.”
That was the sentence the young boy was said to have said the most.
There was a bamboo forest somewhere in Light Kingdom. The place was dense with smoke, sparsely populated, and often infested with large beasts. Suddenly, a figure appeared at the end of the path. A young boy dressed in shabby clothes, with a piece of pancake in his mouth.
“Big brother, big brother!”
The young boy shouted in the bamboo forest.
A burly young man leapt out of the depths of the forest.
“What can I do for you?”
Bamboo Rice patted Pancake’s shoulder with a big grin.
“Nothing, I just wanted to see you.”
Pancake was eating a pancake and his voice sounded muffled.
“I heard that you've recently taken in a younger brother, where is he?”
“He left a long time ago.”
“Oh? That’s a shame. What kind of guy was he?”
“He was a good little brother. He is a great kid.”
“Oh? Great, huh?”
“Yeah, he’s great.”
The day they first met, the image of Fried Chicken trembling on his legs yet recklessly charging towards the Fallen Angel, came back to Bamboo Rice's mind, and he assured him.
“He is a great younger brother, he was one from the beginning.”