| “ | So noisy. If you have any problems, please don't come to me. | ” |
Bio[]
Unwilling to take part in combat, but equally unwilling to let himself be disturbed by others, he is fairly territorial and only wishes to sleep peacefully inside his jar. But due to the special circumstances on Sakurajima, everyone is fighting for turf, so his hand is forced. At this time, he realized that he possesses uncommon combat ability, as well as a razor-sharp tongue.
Food Introduction[]
Takowasa is a Japanese dish made from the freshest of raw octopus and crunchy, refreshing shanzhe mountain vegetable, mixed with a secret wasabi sauce. It has an aromatic, cleansing flavor and a juicy, slick texture. This uniquely fresh dish is a must-try classic of Japanese cuisine.
Other Info[]
How to Acquire[]
Associated Events
- Elegant Profundity
- Above the Fray
- Art Aroma
- Elegant Embellishment
- Leafy Pontoon
- Split Silk Egret
- White Tree, Perched Crow
Initial Stats[]
 Soul Power
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2737 |
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 Attack
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142 |
 Defense
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21 |
 HP
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422 |
 Crit Rate
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1422 |
 Crit Dmg
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1592 |
 Atk Spd
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1422 |
Skills[]
| Sea God Banquet | Basic Skill | |
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Takowasa waves the bottle in his hand, dealing 100% (180%) ATK as damage to a random enemy, plus 110 (1430) extra damage, while also lowering the target's energy by 25 (45) points and raising his own energy by 5 (25) points. | |
| Sea God Dance | Energy Skill | |
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Takowasa strikes the ground with his tentacles and goes airborne, dealing 40% (80%) ATK as damage to all enemies, plus 400 (5200) extra damage. Deals an additional 20% (40%) ATK as damage to Magic-type enemies, plus 200 (2600) extra damage, with a 70% chance of stunning the target for 3 seconds. | |
| Super Sea God Dance | Link Skill | |
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Takowasa strikes the ground with his tentacles and goes airborne, dealing 60% (120%) ATK as damage to all enemies, plus 480 (6240) extra damage. Deals an additional 30% (60%) ATK as damage to Magic-type enemies, plus 240 (3120) extra damage, with a 70% chance of stunning the target for 3 seconds. | 
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blue = lvl 1
red = max lvlVoice Lines[]
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| Contract | Oh... Is it daytime again...? ...Master Attendant... Please hand me the cover to my jar. It's too bright outside... | ||
| Log In | You've returned. Remember to close the door behind you. Huh? Where are you looking? I'm over here... | ||
| Ice Arena | This place... would be better... if it weren't so bright... | ||
| Skills | Return to your scorching hell... | ||
| Ascend | Hm... Not bad... | ||
| Fatigue | ...I always knew that getting enough rest was important. | ||
| Recovering | I'm not lying down on the job. I really am tired this time. So I'm just going to rest a bit. | ||
| Team Formation | ...Why do so many people not know how to behave? | ||
| Knockout | As I expected... dark places better suit me. | ||
| Notice | ...Uh... Why are you crying? I didn't even put that much wasabi... | ||
| Idle 1 | Um... Why does this jar look familiar...? ...Ah... Isn't this a curio from Daiginjo's place? ...Although, it does look quite comfortable. Give it to me. | ||
| Idle 2 | Mentaiko that scoundrel... he really is too noisy... | ||
| Idle 3 | Every once in awhile, one needs... to get active... Uh... those unaware folks will do nicely. | ||
| Interaction 1 | Um... Despite the cool touch of your hand feeling nice, I would still watch out for yourself if I was you. | ||
| Interaction 2 | So noisy... Quiet down. | ||
| Interaction 3 | This is an offering the humans make to the Sea God. Want some? | ||
| Pledge | As for me, the feel of two hands is not nearly enough. I hope you can be even closer to me, as that way, all my tentacles can wrap tightly around you and feel your warmth. I will not let you go, even if my hands are cut off. And I will absolutely never give up. I will entwine myself around you always and forever, giving you not a single chance to leave... | ||
| Intimacy 1 | For you... sharing half of the jar... isn't out of the question... | ||
| Intimacy 2 | Why should I care what they think...? ...Do you think I'm lazy too? | ||
| Intimacy 3 | Although I allow no one to intrude on my territory, you could still come a little closer. | ||
| Victory | Time to head back. | ||
| Defeat | ...Curses...[1] | ||
| Feeding | Looks quite nice. I will treasure it. | ||
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Notes
- ↑ JP Defeat: 糞,くそ, kuso. Dammit!
- Takowasa (たこわさ) or popularly known as "Tako-wasabi" in English, is derived from a combination of two words: Tako (蛸), which means octopus, and Wasabi (ワサビ). Directly translated, Takowasa means "Octopus-Wasabi".
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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. Curse
"Curse"
“I curse them.”
“I curse them to never find the peace they seek!”
“I curse them to poverty and suffering.”
“I curse them to end up with nothing!”
“I curse them to be tormented by their own malice!”
Resentment is not a privilege reserved for women. I was born from the depths of the sea, born from the curse of a boy. The Fallen Angels that tore at his flesh dyed the seawater red with the blood pouring from his body. Those Fallen Angels weren’t particularly powerful. My tentacles could easily tear them apart.
I carried the barely breathing boy back to the surface. Looking around, I originally intended to return him to the mainland—but he weakly grabbed my sleeve.
“I... cough cough... don’t want... to go back...”
I didn’t go against his wishes. Instead, I took him to a small island on the other side. It was an island infested with Fallen Angels, with jagged, towering rocks rising from its surface. After driving away the Fallen Angels, I looked down at the boy, whose life was slipping away.
“Do you have a wish?”
I was born from his curse, and thus, owed him a karmic debt. I couldn’t save him—so the only thing I could do was fulfill his final wish to repay that debt.
“I want them to die in despair. I want all their delusions to fall apart!”
He must have realized the state his body was in. The words forced out through clenched teeth and a raw, bloody throat were hoarse and ragged. The savage look in his eyes was no less fearsome than that of a demon. I silently watched his pale face. His frail hand slowly reached toward the sky. But weakness surged over him once more, and before he could finish his movement, the light vanished from his eyes.
He died.
Death—a concept that holds no meaning to beings like me.
His wide eyes remained locked on the sky. There was no trace of peace on his twisted expression—none of the serenity that should come with death. That deep, burning hatred had stolen even his final rest. I knelt down and gently closed his eyes.
I visited the village where the boy had lived. It didn’t look any different from an ordinary village. In fact, it was wealthier and more prosperous than most. In an era when everyone feared the Fallen Angels, they somehow managed to live in peace. This was all thanks to a long-standing custom—sacrifice.
But the offerings for their rituals were chosen from among the helpless within their own village. They selected the living sacrifices from those who had no one to rely on. They lied to that boy. They told him that a childless noble wished to adopt young children, and they took his younger siblings from him one by one. When all the pitiful ones had been cast into the sea as offerings, he became the next target. After all, he no longer had any family who might come looking for him—he was the perfect candidate.
It was only then that he learned the truth. In this sea slumbered an unimaginably powerful force. According to ancient legends, they offered their own people as sacrifices to gain its protection, erasing the village’s existence from the outside world—from the eyes of the Fallen Angels.
From the moment I saw the boy at the bottom of the sea, I knew. There was a small illusionary palace—the Mirage Tower—beneath the waves. A false peace built upon a foundation of bones. There’s no need for me to do anything else.
The moment thoe unrelated to them disappear, and they’re forced to choose sacrifices from among their own... they will walk the path the boy wished for—they will meet their end, destroyed by their own malice.
And so, I settled on that deserted island, quietly waiting for their inevitable fate.
II. Sake
One by one, the offerings were cast into the sea—though most of them had no choice in the matter. I’ve only ever seen one human willingly become a sacrifice. She was a girl, and when she was thrown into the sea, she was unusually calm. Out of curiosity, I dove beneath the waves to observe her.
I wondered—after experiencing the pain of death, would she still be so serene?
But just like that boy, she called forth a being from the void—one like me. That being saved her and brought her back to shore. It seemed the legends they recorded weren’t false. The power slumbering beneath the sea truly could grant their wishes. The one the girl summoned noticed me. He looked on warily as I approached them.
“Are you… Watatsumi[1]-sama[2]?”
The girl asked timidly from behind him. I didn’t answer her question. Instead, I asked my own:
“Why would you give up your life for those people?”
“If giving up my life means they’ll spare my family… then it’s a price I’m willing to pay.”
Satisfied with her answer, I turned to leave—but the other being called out to stop me.
“Um… I want to live here with my Attendant. Is that okay?”
“Do as you wish.”
The girl’s family brewed sake for a living. She once told me that their sake was mostly made for rituals—offering sake meant for the gods, sake that could only be brewed with sincere reverence.
One day, she shyly placed a jar of it at the entrance to the cave where I usually rested. It was the first time I ever tasted sake. It was delicious. I really liked that flavor. It was the first time I felt… grateful for the existence of humans.
After that, the being she summoned—his name was Nori—he began saving more and more people from the sea. Among them were members of the girl’s family. But not everyone was lucky enough to survive until Nori arrived.
Her little sister, for example, wasn’t that fortunate. The smile the girl always wore disappeared. Tears—what humans call them—spilled from the corners of her eyes.
See?
Even when someone offers up their life, it won’t make those people reflect—not even a little.
They say humans cry when they’re sad. I think… the boy who summoned me must’ve cried, too. But his tears were swallowed by the sea and turned into thick, bitter hatred. After that, the girl no longer tried to convince me to help the people from that village. She stopped asking Nori to drive away the Fallen Angels.
See?
No matter how kind humans may be, they still harbor hatred.
Later, a young man drifted onto the island. The girl hesitated for a long time—but in the end, she saved him. In a span of time that felt short even to Food Souls, the two of them fell in love and stayed by each other’s side.
They taught Nori how to brew sake. Nori did his best to remember every step, but no matter how hard he tried, he could never recreate the same taste.
Her husband passed before she did. When she was on her deathbed, I went to see her one last time. With a gentle smile, she placed a notebook into my hands—it was filled with drawings of the brewing process. I was puzzled at first, but then it dawned on me:
Ah, that’s right.
She didn’t know how to write.
For people in these lands, being able to read or write was a dream reserved for nobles—let alone a girl like her, who had always been treated as nothing more than a tool by those people.
“Watatsumi-sama… I still don’t know your name even now. But… I know you liked the sake I brewed. I’m sorry… I won’t be able to make it for you anymore. If… someday, another girl like me is lucky enough to be saved by you—could you give this to her? I’m sure she’ll be able to brew… the best sake.”
She was already very old. Her frame was skin and bones, and her hair was all gray and white. But on her face was the same smile she had back then.
And then—she died. Just like that boy had. But unlike him, she passed with peace in her heart.
Humans really are… strange creatures.
III. Mirage
After the two of them passed away, only Nori and I remained on the island. The island split into two halves — one for each of us. My side became a pleasantly cool and quiet place. Nori never bothered me. Occasionally, he would even try brewing sake for me. I had once left the island, but the noisy outside world made me particularly irritable. A quiet place like this suits me best.
When I left the island, I heard that the island I lived on had come to be called Yamata Island by humans. Fallen Angels were called “monsters” by humans, and we were called “yōkai[3].” While many consider that a derogatory term, I actually think it’s far better than “Food Soul,” a label that binds us to humans.
But none of that really concerns me. All I want is a quiet life of sleep. Nori, on the other hand, would often rescue those thrown into the sea as living sacrifices. Some survived, some didn’t. The ones who lived, he would help leave this place — though some chose to stay.
As far as I’m concerned, as long as they don’t disturb my half of the island, it doesn’t matter. But not every rescued person was grateful to Nori. One time, someone he saved returned with others, trying to land on the island and enslave Nori — the very being capable of defeating “monsters” — for their own use.
They were too noisy, so I punished them. Made them leave. In every sense of the word.
After that, Nori started visiting me more often, bringing the sake he brewed. He also began calling me, with great reverence, “Yamata[4]-sama.”
…Whatever. Let him do as he likes.
His sake has been getting better and better, anyway.
Humans are such strange creatures. They’re weak, and yet they never seem to go extinct. The end I’ve been waiting for… never came. That tiny village of barely a hundred people — once all the expendables had died, they started luring in passing outsiders. Then, they began sacrificing their own girls. And later, even the men.
But despite their dwindling numbers, they never vanished. With bodies far more fragile than ours as yōkai, and no special powers, they could be torn apart by even the weakest “monster.” Yet still, they clung to life — resilient, desperate, unrelenting.
I thought those days would continue peacefully, like the still surface of the sea.
Until one day… the force that had always protected that village finally faded away. That’s right — in truth, their rituals had been meaningless from the start. Human spiritual power is too feeble. Even if they sacrifice their lives, it can’t sustain such a force forever. In fact, it was their prayers — drawing on that power’s remaining strength — that summoned beings like Nori and me, who were never meant to appear.
When the energy was drained again, the true form of that thing — the one that had lost its spiritual strength — was finally revealed before us. A small, shabby wooden building — so tattered it looked like a child’s playhouse. Deprived of its power, it could no longer hide itself.
At last, I could touch the small pavilion that had sheltered those humans for countless years. Etched into its worn beams, in obscure and difficult-to-read characters, was a name:
Shinkirō no Tō.
The Mirage Tower.
Maybe now… I can finally settle the karma I owe that boy.
IV. Boring Days
I didn’t know why the Mirage Tower suddenly lost all of its power. Not until I saw him — the one hiding near the village, treated as a monster because of his long, living-like hair. He clearly possessed the strength to tear those humans apart, and yet he endured their accusations, insults, and attacks.
So, I took him away. Just like I once did with Nori, I brought him to Yamata Island and gave him a place there. After all, we are yōkai — we can’t truly understand humans.
Just as I could never comprehend why that boy’s hatred ran so deep…
Just as I could never understand how that girl could let go of hers.
The only thing I do understand is that humans are always trying to gain something for nothing.
They never learn.
Even after the Mirage Tower lost its effect, they didn’t wake up to reality. On the contrary, they grew even more frenzied — offering more sacrifices, presenting them to the Fallen Angels they called “monsters.” They believed that if the “monsters” were well-fed, they wouldn’t be harmed.
See?
They’ll never admit they’re wrong.
Honestly…
I’ve grown a bit tired of watching this.
And so, those dull days dragged on. They kept repeating the same mistakes — worse and worse with each cycle.
Meanwhile, changes were stirring on Sakurajima beyond the sea. The “monsters” grew increasingly rampant, while the “yōkai” — once driven out by humans — reclaimed their place in the world. It seems they were searching for me, probably over some trouble.
But I had no interest in joining them. Not with the “Red Night”, the rising number of Fallen Angels, and the sea growing ever more strange and uncanny. All of it told me — this would be a huge headache.
So, I used the Mirage Tower to hide Yamata Island from the world.
Surely, things would return to peace now… right?
I gazed out at the calm sea. When I came back to my senses, I found myself standing near the edge of that familiar sea cave. Inside, Nori and Seaweed Salad were brewing sake. They noticed me and looked up in surprise, happily waving at me. I didn’t really understand why they were smiling so brightly…
But, oh well.
This is fine.
V. Takowasa
Takowasa is a very indifferent fellow. So indifferent, in fact… that it borders on cruelty. He doesn’t care what anyone thinks of him. Nor does he care about anything happening right in front of him.
To him, everything is just something that happened. That’s all.
He doesn’t share the natural goodwill toward humans that many other Food Souls do, nor does he bear the intense hatred that some harbor. He’s more like a bystander — silently, calmly observing everything that unfolds before him.
Perhaps the only thing that can stir his interest… is sake. Sake brewed at the level of a divine offering contains not just the heart and soul of the brewer, but also their deep reverence. A reverence akin to worshiping a god.
But everything changed when a certain little red guy exploded into his still, sea-bottom-like life like a bomb. Only then did people start to realize — perhaps the Takowasa they thought they knew… wasn’t all of him.
No one expected it. That loud, brash, and slightly reckless Mentaiko actually managed to blast him out of Yamata Island.
The first time Takowasa showed up at the Hyakki Yagyō[5], even the ever-composed Tsukimi Dango was visibly surprised. No one could’ve guessed that the completely unshakable Takowasa would appear just because Mentaiko had rescued one of his companions. To settle a karmic debt.
Sea Urchin was always loud and brash. He couldn’t stand the way Takowasa treated Seaweed Salad so coldly. But for once, the usually obedient Seaweed Salad actually talked back.
“Yamata-sama… is actually very gentle.”
“Huh?! Gentle?! If he's gentle, then I’m the very picture of a proper Yamato Nadeshiko[6]!”
“Mmm…”
Tongue-tied as always, Seaweed Salad couldn’t come up with more words to defend his claim. He simply lowered his head, upset, fiddling with the ends of his long hair trailing on the floor.
Ubagai, curious as well, took on her usual big-sister air, gave Sea Urchin a light bonk on the head to shut him up, and then turned to Seaweed Salad with a softer voice.
“Seaweed Salad, why do you say that?”
“Um… Yamata-sama… he’s never once hurt a human on his own!”
“That… doesn’t really count, does it?”
“Umm… uhh… he also saved me and Nori!”
“…”
Faced with everyone’s skeptical gazes, Seaweed Salad could only lower his eyes again. He knew that his poor speaking skills couldn’t change the others’ view of Takowasa as cold-blooded and heartless. In his frustration, he even accidentally snapped off two strands of his hair.
“Seaweed Salad?”
Just then, Takowasa happened to be passing by and saw Seaweed Salad’s expression. He paused for a few seconds, seemingly torn between ducking into Junmai Daiginjo’s newly bought sake urn and asking his underling what was wrong. In the end, he spoke.
“What’s wrong?”
“...N-nothing.”
Takowasa didn’t press further. He simply nodded and followed the scent of sake out into the courtyard, sitting beside Junmai Daiginjo.
“See?! He doesn’t even care what’s wrong with Seaweed Salad! How is that gentle?!”
“Sea Urchin.”
“Ugh… Oneesan[7]…”
“True gentleness doesn’t always show on the surface.”
“…Mmph. I don’t get it.”
“That’s fine. One day, when you’ve been through more, you will.”
“But that Takowasa guy—!”
The ruckus inside didn’t disturb Junmai Daiginjo and Takowasa, seated quietly in the courtyard. Nearby, Tsukimi Dango finished warming the sake, set it down, lifted his hem, and sat beside them.
“Those guys inside are arguing about whether you’re gentle or not, Yamata-sama. Don’t you have anything to say?”
“Hm?”
“Heh, always the quiet one, huh.”
“It’s just other people’s opinions.”
“Yamata-sama, I’ve always wanted to ask… After all this time, what do you really think of humans? You’ve never once harmed them of your own will, but you’ve never helped them either. If it were hate, no one could live on Yamata Island. But if it were fondness, you wouldn’t stand by and watch them die.”
“Is it that important?”
“You don’t think it is?”
“Precisely because I feel no fondness, I stay uninvolved. And precisely because I feel no hatred, I feel no need to harm them. I won’t interfere with your plans… but I won’t assist you, either. The Mirage Tower — if you want it, come take it yourselves.”
“…Yamata-sama truly lives up to the name ‘Watatsumi-sama.’ Utterly impartial. Never taking sides.”
“All I seek… is a corner of peace.”
Notes
- ↑ Watatsumi (海神) is a prominent kami (god/spirit) of the sea in Japanese mythology. He is often considered the same as or closely related to Ryūjin (龍神), the Dragon God of the Sea. Watatsumi is a powerful figure, ruling over the oceans and sometimes considered an ancestor of the Japanese Imperial family.
- ↑ In Japanese, the suffix "-sama" (様, さま) is a highly respectful honorific. It is a more formal and polite version of the common "-san" (さん) suffix. While "-san" is a safe and common general honorific, "-sama" is reserved for situations demanding greater formality and respect for someone of higher standing or importance.
- ↑ In Japanese folklore, a yōkai (妖怪) refers to a broad category of supernatural beings, spirits, and phenomena, often described as monsters, ghosts, or demons. The term encompasses a wide range of entities, from shapeshifters and tricksters to mysterious natural phenomena. Yōkai are often depicted interacting with humans, sometimes playfully, sometimes menacingly, and sometimes even in a way that evokes both fear and amusement. In Sakurajima, the majority of people believe Food Souls to be yōkais and many Food Souls even define themselves as such.
- ↑ Likely from "Yamata no Orochi", a powerful eight-headed, eight-tailed serpent from Japanese mythology, often referred to as a dragon. It is a fearsome creature, known for its immense size and the devastation it caused before being slain by the god Susanoo. In Food Fantasy, this is another name for Takowasa.
- ↑ In real life, the Hyakki Yagyō (百鬼夜行), which literally translates to the "Night Parade of One Hundred Demons", is a terrifying legend in Japanese folklore describing an annual (or occasional) chaotic procession of countless yōkai (spirits and monsters) and oni (demons) through the streets. Encountering this supernatural horde was believed to be deadly for humans, who risked death or being spirited away.
- ↑ A Yamato Nadeshiko (大和撫子) is an idealized image of a Japanese woman. She's seen as graceful, gentle, virtuous, patient, and devoted, often with a quiet strength and traditional values. Think of her as the epitome of traditional feminine beauty and behavior in Japan.
- ↑ Oneesan (お姉さん) in Japanese simply means "older sister". It's also a polite way to address an older woman who isn't your sister, similar to "ma'am" in English.
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In battle, skill dmg is boosted 3.5% (4.6%, 5.8%, 7.1%, 8.4%, 9.9%, 11.7%, 13.9%, 16.6%, 20%). After casting skill, ATK is boosted 5.2% (6.9%, 8.8%, 10.6%, 12.6%, 14.8%, 17.5%, 20.9%, 24.9%, 30%), lasting 3s. |
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