Hello loves!

Okay... This story is about to take a wild turn! ;)

I must warn you all that this chapter gets a bit wild! I'm talking about crying, rape, a little bit of abuse... but, don't let that scare you! Please enjoy!

Someone once said…

There are jelly filled bamboo stalks that tastes of various sweet fruits,

nurtured in a forest only found in the most sweetest of lands,

…Jellybamforest!

That there are perfectly tender pieces of chicken wings,

soaking in springs of barbeque and hot sauce,

never losing its crisp or crunchiness,

…WingSprings!

The world is in the Gourmet Age.

The age of seeking out yet-unknown tastes.

For the very first time since the two had begun their journey together, never had they ever stumbled into one another during a moment of individual self-pleasurement.

As they stood staring at each other, both sets of eyes glued to different body parts, neither of them made an effort to move from their position.

Komatsu's eyes were huge, clearly frightened, as they were glued to Toriko's face.

The Bishokuya wore an expression of amusement, his eyes glued to Komatsu's dosed groin.

The two men both had very different thoughts as they watched each other.

+Five minutes prior to Toriko's entry+

The Bishokuya, with all his glorious senses, had picked up on the boy's state of arousal as the distinct odor drifted from underneath the shower door.

For Toriko, smelling the boy's arousals- driven by god knows what in that shower, had nearly brought him to madness as his primal instincts told him to tear down the door and fuck the horny boy. His patience had been driven to a thin line of thread as he sat back against the shower door listening.

Originally, he had been listening in on the Chef incase the boy slipped or fainted- but of coursed he now sat there purposely listening in on the boy's sensual vocals. The soft moans and pants that came from the Chef were barely audible over the sound of water running.

"Uwaaaa"

The muffled cries were almost too delicious for Toriko as he attempted to relax his lower abdomen muscles from tensing; his groin region was hot with need putting a bit of a strain on the surrounding muscles.

'Fuck, he's so horny in there'

Within the last 364 days, never had he ever been so turned on by someone; and it wasn't every day the boy in the bathroom protruded such a raw lusty smell. For starters, he had never actually smelt an ounce of arousal come off the boy till he provoked him earlier this morning. Given that they were both at the age of sexual prime, it had honestly worried Toriko into thinking the boy suffered from some type of sexual dysfunction or lack of testosterones.

Despite the heavenly king being able to receive pleasure or just pleasure any person he had desired, the thought of his little Chef not being able to receive his pleasure was devastating. But, luckily, with all issues being put to a rest- he had taken a small wimp on releasing his pheromones into the air, having the Chef unconsciously soak them in before waking up this morning. It was a big success given that it lead to the Chef becoming 'accidently' aroused.

"Hah… hahhhh…"

Toriko listened to the boy as carefully as he could, eyes shut tight as his head rested back against the door. The sounds of Komatsu's sweet moans eventually turned into ragged pants as the smell of sweet lust fumed from underneath the door.

'Fuck, how can he possibly get so fucking horny in there? This smell… this little sweet fucking smell. I need to go in there and make him scream for me, that fucking dirty little Chef. FUCK. I don't think I can hold it in any more '

He couldn't help but grit his teeth as all his stored up sexual urges were weeping from neglect. If he could possibly manage anymore, this would make it the third time today he ignored his own sexual needs. His lower abdomens burned from the amount of heat, tension, and cum stored within his heavy balls.

"Uwaaa…! Hahhhh, hahhhhh…"

His thin line of thread suddenly snapped as images from the fragrance room and Komatsu's needy voice rang though his head. 'God, you feel so good… Toriko-san!'His patience had been past overdue and he was more than ready to take what he needed.

'Komatsu…'

Toriko stood up hungry with need as he opened the shower door, his eyes flickered with wild amusement as he witnessed a cock drizzling site, literally.

The Chef stood back braced against the shower wall, -knees bent as he fondled a nipple in one hand, while using his other hand to douse his dousing cock with the shower head.

If Toriko had any sense of human reasoning left in him, he needed it to speak out now, for that ass was going to get torn the fuck up.

He watched his partner's chest heave up and down, the rapid breathes exhilarating him to no ends as he took a step forward into the shower room. He felt as if his dick was attempting pull his body forwards as he took that single step into the room; his primal instincts were raging as his need for the boy were being pushed to its limits.

"Ahhhh… Hahhh, hah… hah…!"

Toriko's self-restraints were coming to an end as he listened the boys breathing become more ragged.

'I could fuck him right now and there would be nothing he could do about it…He's practically asking for it, smelling all horny and sweet! I should fuck him now. Fuck… I could fuck him so hard, so hard'

His eyes glazed down at the boy's crotch, taking in all of its erotic glory. Never had he ever seen nor heard of anyone getting themselves off with a showerhead.

'Komatsu you're so fucking dirty, how can you be so sexy right now? I'll have you want this dick… and then I'm gonna make you mine… you're my partner. Mines.' Despite his primal urges, Toriko suddenly felt tickled that his presence had yet to be noticed by the boy, so he spoke out, his voice filled with amusement,

"You okay?"

'NO'

Komatsu stood frozen, unable to move his hands away from himself as his partner stared at his throbbing cock. Feelings of shame and embarrassment coursed through his veins as he started to gather up his thoughts mentally, -screaming, pleading, crying to Toriko and himself.

'DON'T LOOK AT ME! Please go away, please go away, please! STOP STARING AT ME!' His eyes were wide with terror, unable to phantom how he didn't hear his roommate open the bathroom door.

In any other case scenario when he became scared he would simply run or hide, but given that never in his life had he ever worried about getting caught masturbating. The amount of shock he felt from being walked in on was horrifying! His knees began to shake as Toriko made no effort to move or look away from his erection.

"Hahhhh…" An unwanted breathe slipped past his lips as the pressure in his balls began to build stronger. Since neither of the two had yet to move from there frozen position, his cock continuously remained getting doused by the jet stream of hot water.

'Oh god, o-hhh g-g-god, I-I-I'm gonna c-c-cum in front of Toriko-san! But-t-t I'm to s-ca-red to move' Komatsu wanted to his die from shame as he felt a strong wave of pleasure course though his body, signaling him that was near an oncoming orgasm.

He was scared, he was ashamed, and he was near a powerful orgasm. His feelings of fear and pleasure conflicted against each other has his body refused to move.

Never ever feeling this aroused before, his body couldn't deny that he wanted to stay in that position till he release his semen, but his mind was going haywire as Toriko was right there staring at him, -NO, staring at his cock, as his body was coming close to climax. The warm water pleasured his cock to no ends at it heavily jetted out on him.

'D-don't look at me To-riko-sannn…'

Wait.

WAIT.

Was his partner staring with… an amused expression? Komatsu was in a world of chaos, as his knees gave out causing him to slide down onto the wet shower floor; his hands now limp to his sides unable to move.

'He must want to laugh at me… Oh god… '

He sat there looking up at Toriko, teary eyed as the shower head wiggled around wildly spraying the whole bathroom wet.

His lips quivered as his cocked twitched from the sudden loss of warmth, but it didn't make him any less horny or further away from losing the oncoming sensation of an orgasm. The feeling of building pressure continued to grow as the sudden cool air felt pleasurable on his cock.

"Ahhh, nooo!" Komatsu panicked as he realized he was going to cum without the need of physical assistants.

Toriko's face was mischievously amused as he finally moved. The man took a few quick steps forward, his eyes never leaving his groin as he bent over and opened his mouth wide in front of Komatsu's cock; his hot breathe over the sudden cool air caused him to finally erupt.

"TORIKO-SAN!"

Komatsu shut his eyes tight and shot his load into Toriko's mouth.

Toriko's hands quickly grabbed Komatsu's face, forcing his head down to watch his partner hungrily drink his cum. Komatsu was shaken with fear as the Bishokuya eyes were wild, -staring up at him as he licked his lips eagerly enjoying the smaller squirts of his semen splashing onto his tongue.

He couldn't fathom what had just happened. His was face soaked with tears while his body started to spazz out from the intense release. He suddenly yelped as he found himself being tossed onto the bed, naked.

'W-what's happening?! Why did he do that…?!' Komatsu wanted to scream, he wanted to yell, and he most defiantly wanted to hide.

The boy sat up, quivering as any warmth that he had in his body left with his climax. He looked over to Toriko who was intensely staring back at him as he slowly removed his clothes.

"T-t-t-orriko-san, w-w-what are you doing?..."

The man removed his shirt casually tossing it to the side, his stare was unwavering as the boy flushed a dark pink.

"Toriko-san?..." Komatsu's voice was small and full of fear as he never seen Toriko direct such a expression towards him.

The Bishokuya slid off his pants revealing a very thick and heavy looking dick. His massive naked body and huge erection caused Komatsu to grip the covers below him as he had no idea what to think or believe.

'T-toriko-san isn't going to do that to me… he isn't going to touch me. He wouldn't do this… he'd never do this. This is a dream! This is a-'

Komatsu immediately clenched his eyes shut in response to the horrible site he saw. For just a second, for just a measly second… he saw what looked like a demon standing where Toriko stood. All thoughts and feelings were morphed into fear as the ferocious, blood thirsty, demon, commonly known as Toriko's intimidation was making itself present.

He had felt Toriko's intimidation before but never was it directed towards him. The little Chef was scarred out of his mind as it dawned on him that if this was a nightmare, he needed to wake up right now.

Refusing to open his eyes, he felt the bed shift causing the Chef to instinctively scooted himself back against the head board. His body trembled with fear was Toriko's intimidation was in full throttle. The raw energy of hunger was overwhelmingly intense for the Chef as he felt it radiate off his partner without an ounce of mercy.

The Chef bit his bottom lip hard as he recognized this feeling from Toriko.

What fueled his partner's intimidation had always been hunger; the strongest urge to feed and the most blood thirsty aura known to bring his victim's shaking to their knees. Toriko often used this to scare off his opponents in the wild or during a battle, usually before devouring whatever it was he deemed as his target, and right now Komatsu was well aware that he was that prey.

Limitations and boundaries no longer mattered.

There were no restrictions that would keep him from touching the boy.

His overwhelmingly strong desire had rid him of all thought sensible thoughts making, 'releasing seeds', his primary focus.

Crawling onto the bed, Toriko stared at the boy thrilled from the oddly arousing site before him.

In any other situation, the site of Komatsu being scared would make his blood boil and truly enrage him, but right now it excited him to no means. The boy reeked of fear and it only made his blood rush straight to his dick.

Komatsu was backed against the headboard, trembling hard, as Toriko grabbed his ankle. His first initial thoughts was to try and run away, but the man had been 4 times his size and still could move faster than him. Resistant's would be futile and he honestly couldn't comprehend everything that was happening right now. He opened his eyes to stare at the ceiling above him as he was dragged away from his instinctive position against the headboard.

'This isn't really happening. This isn't happening…. It's not real. It's not real.'

Now in the middle of the bed, Komatsu laid on his back trembling with fear as the Bishokuya crawled on top of him. The heat radiating off his partner was almost intensive as an open fire as Komatsu felt himself start to sweat on his forehead.

"T-tori…" Komatsu was scared. He was honestly scared of his partner, but his fear dismiss that face that he was also in denial about what was happening.

"To-riii…" How could his partner someone who protected him constantly want to do something so hurtful to him?

"TORIKO-SAN!"

His face met Toriko's, their eyes locked with each other, brown meeting hazel ones.

"…Ah" Komatsu gasped, he felt like a dear caught in headlights as he stared into Toriko's crazed eyes. The Heavenly king had eyes like a wild animal, eyes gleaming with wicked amused while flickers of mischievous lust dance around those hazel orbs. It was almost as if the man was about to pounce on his prey, but knowing how predators attacked, it was evident that he'd probably wanted to play with his pray a little before getting to devour it.

'This is scary' Komatsu thought as Toriko buried his face into his neck nuzzling him hard, 'I-I-m scared!' As if the man was enjoying the feel of his skin, Komatsu tried to stay dead still letting the man nuzzle away on him.

His partner's face eventually pulled away from his neck and moved above his small chest. A shiver ran down his spine as a trail of warm breathe made its way down- then across his chest, stopping right above the crack of his armpit. There was a moment of stillness before his partner decided to make a move, Komatsu started down at his partner who was glazing at his armpit.

A menacing growl came from Toriko as he finally made a move.

In one swift movement the Bishokuya grabbed both of the Chef's hands and pinned them above his head only using one arm.

'Wha-what's he going to do?!' The Chef braced himself for the worst as he felt Toriko's hot breathe return over his armpit.

He nearly screamed as Toriko buried his face into his armpit, inhaling his natural scent like a wild dog. The sudden odd motion had nearly gave Komatsu a heart attack! His partner's hot breathe against his arm pit was truly unexpected.

"Hahhhhh…"

The man was literally inhaling it like as it was his favorite scent. It was something Komatsu hadn't expected but, no less was it still scary.

A warm moist sensation slid across his armpit causing him to jerk his body away from Toriko. He gulped unsure what to think, 'Did he… did he just… LICK ME?!' The boy jerked away again, this time as an attempt to see Toriko's face in his armpit.

Despite his fear and confusion, the feeling of Toriko's tongue on his arm pit had sent an odd sensation to his groin. It was clear that even though he didn't want or understand anything, he would easily become aroused if Toriko kept going. Komatsu clenched his eyes shut as the man tasted his armpit.

"S-t-top-p…"

With everything that had happened today, Komatsu had wondered how things suddenly came to be this way. His sudden interest in Toriko this morning, his wet dream in the fragrance room, and now being ravished, what was happening to them? Things were getting out of control and he had no idea how to stop it.

His armpit was moist with Toriko's slobber before he was flipped over onto his stomach. The Bishokuya kept a strong hold of his hands, always keeping them pinned above his head as he had accidently tried to pull away a few times while is armpit was being raped.

He stared at the cover below him and mentally screamed at himself in disbelief, 'This is really going to happen… He's really going to do this to me. Toriko-san is going to fuck me'. A warm hand ran across his back tenderly as he felt tears form in his already moist eyes. 'This is real…'

Toriko's hand stopped on his bare bottom, giving one soft cheek a rough squeeze.

"Uwaaa!" Komatsu yelped, thrusting his hips into the bed as another odd sensation went to his groin. The heavenly king let out a growl in approval as the boy released a mixture of arousal and fear in the air. Toriko gave him another squeeze, this time being slightly softer than the pervious. The man snarled when the Chef failed to let out another verbal acknowledgment.

"Scream for me"

A hard smack followed by an agonizing cry made the Bishokuya hum with approval as soft whimpers escaped Komatsu lips. Tears were threatening to spill from his eyes as the man ran a sly finger across the tender cheek.

"That's more like it"

Another hard smack was delivered and Komatsu cried out again, this time crying out for his aggressor to stop.

"No more! Tori-AHHHH!"

Another smack to the tender bottom.

"Stop…" Komatsu cried into the sheets as his tolerance for pain was extremely low. For the Bishokuya to strike him knowing that he had the strength of a child made him cry even harder.

'Why's he doing this? Aren't we partners?! Toriko-san…' His body quivered as he openly sobbed. Was this really happening right now? What the hell got into Toriko? He wanted to ask the man what brought all this on to him, but he was much too scared.

"AHHHH!" Another stinging smack was delivered and Komatsu's mind blanked out for a moment. The Chef's pain tolerance wasn't making the hits any easier to handle.

"T-T-oriko-san, stop please!" He tried yanking his hands from out of the Bishokuya's grip, thrashing his body all the while. "T-THIS ISN'T RIG-G-H-T-T!" His voice was shaky but demanding,

"S-TOPPP! Please!"

A tiny of flicker of assurance bloomed in his mind as Toriko's grip softened.

"Toriko-san… p-p-ple-ease… Let's talk about this…"

The hand released him and Komatsu quickly brought his hands down to wipe his moist eyes. 'He's stopping… thank god…' Komatsu slowly peeked his head back to see his partner.

"Toriko-san, w-what's gotten into? You scar- AHHHHHHHH!"

He saw red.

He saw white.

He saw yellow.

He saw a whole fucking ray of colors.

"GAHHHHH!" His bottom felt as if it had been split into two, ripping him all the way apart from his asshole to his lower stomach as Toriko inserted something large into him.

"AHHHH!" Dashes and dots of white and yellow dance across his vision as Toriko continually jammed the object in and out of his ass.

With Toriko's hands no longer pinning him down, he gripped the covers below him and tried to pull himself away. "Stop! PLEASE!" Never in his life had he felt such a raw pain in his body, none the less in his ass.

'He's going to kill me!' Komatsu clawed at the covers around him like a madman as the pain ate away at his backside. "PLEASE TAKE IT OUT, PLEA- GAHHH!" His vision was swimming with colors as Toriko inserted another object into him. Komatsu's arms were sprawled across the bed, hitting the dashboard in front of him. He stretched his arms as far as he could as he reached to grip the headboard. Tears, slobber, and snot, streamed down his face as he tried to pull away from the man, his ass felt wet and the smell of iron in the air confirmed that he was probably bleeding out badly.

"Ahhhhh…." His finger caught grip of the headboard and held on for dear life, he used all of his strength to pull himself away from Toriko.

The object slid out of his ass as he slammed himself against the headboard, planting himself on the wall with all his strength. His vision was blurry though tears, but he could see that Toriko's fingers were tinted red. "Mhmmmm…." Komatsu's stomach did back flips as he watched the bigger male lick the blood off his fingers; Toriko looked as if he was in bliss as his tongue lapped around his pointer and index finger, removing all the red off.

'He's lost it! He's going to kill me!' The boy glanced to the sides contemplating what to do.

'Ahhhhh, fuckkkkk it!' Komatsu made up his mind and attempted to make a break for it knowing that it was probably futile. As he turned his body to begin to crawl away, Toriko instantly pounced on him, spinning the boy down with his massive body -baring his weight on him without mercy.

Komatsu screamed and thrashed his body for his life not really getting anywhere as Toriko laid on top of him. Toriko let out a loud moan as Komatsu's body squirmed underneath; he had unconsciously rubbed against the man's dick in the process.

Toriko brought his hands down in between the two and grabbed Komatsu's soft cock. He used the other hand as a hold around Komatsu's waist.

"NOOOOO!"

Rapid punches and slapped were delivered to the Bishokuya's chest as Komatsu tried to fend him off.

"STOPPPP!"

He knew his assaults on Toriko were harmless, but this was all he could do to defend himself. More tears streamed down his face as his hands began to throb from hitting the man, it truly felt like he was punching a concrete wall.

"St…op!"

Punching the wall of muscles, Komatsu was livid as he couldn't help but buck his hips into Toriko's hand- which wrapped on his cock. Confusion and denial washed over him as it honestly felt good.

The blows begun to slow down as Toriko stroked the boy at a steady pace.

"Stop… Hahhhh…."

The hand was warm, big, and surprisingly gentle as it stroked him up and down.

"W-whyy…?"

The pleasure, the slaps, the force, the intimidation, the everything! Why the hell was he doing this? 'He's not my partner. Toriko wouldn't do this'

Komatsu slapped Toriko in the face.

'You're not my partner….'

He couldn't help but whimpered as he slapped Toriko again, "Stop… touching me..!"

The Bishokuya held an intense look as he stared down past Komatsu and watched the boy's cock; he paid no mind to the slapping as he worked his hands on the growing erection.

"Hahhhhh… hahhhh"

Komatsu kept slapping Toriko, hands stinging from his assault.

"Hahhh, ahhhhhh!"

The wave of growing pleasure was unmistakable as Komatsu bucked his hips forward again. His hands stopped with the assaults and covered his face in shame.

"Stop it! Hahhh! Please!"

Toriko speed up the pace as a gleam of pre-cum started to rise on his little cock.

"Ahhhh, Toriko-san! PLEASE! Stop…" The boy wailed though loud sobs.

The Bishokuya creased all movements and stopped. He looked into Komatsu's eyes and spoke in a low tone, "Komatsu. I need you… I can't wait"

"Whha…att?" Komatsu was in disbelief. He was flipped back onto his stomach and pinned against the bed once again. Both his hands were placed above his head and held underneath Toriko's iron like grip. He glanced over his shoulder to look at the craze man, who looked as if he was admiring his child-like body.

"I need you…" Toriko's voice was low and hoarse as Komatsu squirmed underneath him.

"You need to take my seeds Komatsu"

"Wha…? T-t-oriko-san?!"

"Only you can have my seeds… just, hahhhhh, you… "

Komatsu shivered as Toriko's erection brushed against his tender ass cheeks.

"Toriko-san, no!" The man's dick felt like a warm pole being slid across his cheeks.

No matter what the outcome, Toriko was going to have his way with Komatsu. The Chef knew he would receive a deep pounding and end up with an ass full of hot seeds after he finished with him. But… despite everything that happened, somewhere far… far, FAR, very far, in the back of his mind, buried deep in his subconscious, he wanted, NO, -he felt like he needed this.

Toriko rested the length his cock on the straight crack of his ass, he rocked against the boy slowly in love with the pleasurable friction it gave him. The man growled in delight as Komatsu fumed with the sweet scent of arousal.

"You need it also don't you…? I can smell how much you want it, Komatsu, I can smell your lust"

"I-I-I, um…" Komatsu's head was spinning, 'you can smell me?! You know how much I want it?! You made me feel this way! You... made me… 'His little erection was pressed against the bed throbbing for pleasurement.

"You're fuming… like an open bottle of perfume, I can smell how much you want it." Toriko pressed his dick between the boy's ass crack, positioning himself towards the little pink entrance he lusted for, "Your smells is so thick in the air, I can practically taste how much you need it Komatsu. But don't worry, I'm going to give it to you. I'm going to-

Komatsu tensed his whole body, "TORIKO-SAN! Please… DON'T DO IT!"

-give it to you. RIGHT. NOW" The man pushed his dick into the little hole, grunting as he started thrusting away right off the bat. The little tight hole restricted his cock from being pulled all the way out as he trusted in and out of the boy rapidly.

"I NEED THIS! Auhnnnn!"

The Bishokuya slammed down into the Chef hard and heavy, dropping his full weight onto the boy each time he trusted into his ass. The overwhelming smell of Komatsu's fear and arousal, the sensational heat and moisture provided by the blood in his little ass was pure heaven to Toriko! There was no going back for either or the two men.

Komatsu couldn't scream, he couldn't breathe, and he couldn't move.

The sudden entry had sent a powerful shock though his whole body, causing him to become immobilized in pure agony and terror. No cries or whimpers could be made as he took Toriko's massive pole silently, all he could do was lay there has his face soaked the covers below him.

'This is fake… a nightmare… not reality… I'm dreaming… but I feel pain… but it's a nightmare… a nightmare… Why won't I wake up... Why won't he stop? Stop it please…'

His mind began to waver as he started to lose consciousness from the pain and not being able to breathe. '…Toriko-san…stop…' His tears never ceased to stop as he listened to the man above him praise him coolly.

"God Komatsu, you feel so good". Toriko rode the boy's body into the bed without a giving a single fuck. "Hahhhhh, I'm going to have to fuck you like this every single day"

"Every single day, Komatsu, hahhhhhh, I'm going to need to do this to you"

Komatsu snapped.

A surge of fear, anger, confusion, every fucking thing in the book, swirled through his body as he snapped.

"NO! GET OFF OF ME!"

The boy attempted to trash his body, but ended up barely squirming underneath the bigger male.

"STOP! I DON'T WANT THIS!"

"Yessss… yesss you do!"

"YOU'RE FUCKING CRAZY!"

"You need it! You want it!"

Komatsu cried out as Toriko gave him a stinging slap on the ass.

"YOU WOULDN'T DO THIS! YOUR NOT TORIKO-SAN!"

"Little Chef, hahhhhhh, you don't know me at allllllll"

"YOUR NOT TORIKO!"

"Oh? THEN WHO AM I?"

Toriko pulled his cock out and flipped the boy onto his back, he moved one hand onto Komatsu's throat and the other onto the boy's now soft cock. He squeezed the boy's throat hard forcing him to look up at him.

"Who am I Komatsu? What do you see boy?!"

The Chef glazed at the man before him with teary eyes, his vision became to blur as his partner's grip tightened around his neck. Komatsu was losing consciousiness as he tried to answer him.

"TELL ME WHO I AM BOY! WHAT DO YOU SEE?!"

"A… Mon..ster…"

"NO! WHO AM I!" Toriko shook the boy hard. The Bishokuya smiled at him as he watched tears spill from his big brown eyes.

"Mons…terrr…"

Toriko snarled and gave Komatsu another firm shake, "WHO AM I?!"

"T-t-ori…" The grip on his neck tightened and cutting off all blood circulation.

"Answer me, Komatsu…"

The boy's mouth trembled, eyes bulging from the pressure on his neck. His vision had almost gone black as he barely managed to speak.

"T-toriko…"

"Was that so hard, boy? There you go...!"

Toriko's grip tightened allowing Komatsu to finally be taken by the darkness. The boy had fallen unconscious as his partner grip never ceased too loosen. In a final ounce of hostility towards Komatsu, Toriko snapped the boy's neck in half spraying blood all over the room.

Oh my, oh my! Poor Chef... neck all snapping in half n' shit! He's probably dead...

Awe, no, even though this chapter ended like this, there is no way I could keep our little chef dead... or could I?

Haha! Man...I'm abit curious on how people feel about this chapter, mhm... What other Heavenly Kings should join in on the fun?

Please stick around for the next one! I update weekly :)

Thanks for reading!

Aloha!