Food Wars: Inheriting the Dark Culinary World from the Start Chapter 251 252: Toriko Left Stunned

"You and Toriko are biological brothers? And you were both born from so kind of special substance?!"

Ichiryu's eyes widened despite himself. Before, they had suspected that Starjun might be the child of Frohze and Acacia, but they hadn't dared to hope too much.

Now, combined with what Starjun had just said, it basically confird everything. Not only was Starjun telling the truth—but the other child was actually Toriko.

What kind of twist of fate was this?

Frohze's two sons—one raised by Midora, the other by Ichiryu. And both of them had been grood as successors. After all, whether it was Toriko or Frohze herself, their talent was nothing short of terrifying.

"Yes. Is there a problem, President Ichiryu?"

Starjun frowned slightly. He had assud Ichiryu ant he should have known the reason because he was Toriko's biological brother. But judging from Ichiryu's reaction… that clearly wasn't it.

"It's a huge deal. If nothing unexpected happened, you and Toriko are the children of the Gourt God, Acacia, and the God of Chefs, Frohze."

Ichiryu's expression was complicated—part shock, part excitent.

"What?!"

Starjun froze.

He had always known that being born from that strange substance ant there was sothing unusual about him. But he had never imagined he was the child of those two.

Even within Gourt Corp, he held deep respect for Acacia and Frohze. According to the legends of the Human World, it was because of them that the world had flourished into what it was today.

Of course, those who truly knew the full story understood that much of that credit actually belonged to Ichiryu. With overwhelming strength, he had suppressed chaos on all sides and built his own forces to diate conflicts.

Only then had the Human World truly entered an era of prosperity—no longer a world overflowing with food where people still starved.

"Wait. Did Frohze and Acacia really have children? Why is there no record of it anywhere?"

Starjun suddenly caught onto sothing.

It was a fair question. Stories about Acacia and Frohze had spread everywhere. Their daily lives had been docunted in ticulous detail.

And because of Ichiryu, Jiro, and Midora, no one dared fabricate wild rumors. There had been one theory claiming the three disciples weren't students at all, but Acacia's own children—but that rumor had quickly disappeared.

Logically speaking, if those two had children, it would have been a massive event.

So why was there no trace of it?

"Your doubt makes sense," Ichiryu said with a shake of his head. "Not just you—even we only learned about this recently. Back then, after Frohze gave birth to you and Toriko, she was forced to send you away."

"Because of the protection of the Back Channel, you didn't actually co into this era until much later. As for the exact reason… we're still investigating."

If Kael hadn't revealed it, they wouldn't have even known Frohze had children.

"You didn't even know? What exactly happened back then?"

Starjun's expression darkened.

Most mothers loved their children deeply. The fact that Frohze had sent them away—and even set up protection for them—ant she had done it out of desperation.

He didn't know what had happened, but that didn't stop the anger rising in his chest.

Because of whatever occurred, he and his family had never been able to live together.

He had wondered before who his real family was. But he had never t them at birth. And any mories of Toriko from infancy had long since faded. No one rembered things from that early.

"We'll have to keep investigating," Ichiryu replied. "For now, co with . Let's go see Toriko."

With that, Ichiryu took Starjun and left.

Gourt Corp wasn't what it used to be. These days, they didn't dare act recklessly. And with their boss absent, they didn't even dare breathe too loudly when Ichiryu showed up.

Now, watching him take Starjun away, they could only stand by.

They were confused, sure—but this wasn't sothing they could interfere with.

What they were more jealous of was Starjun himself.

He had eaten so incredible ingredient. They didn't know exactly what it was, but just the fragrance alone made their Gourt Cells stir restlessly.

Unfortunately, whatever it was, only Starjun had been given a share. It clearly wasn't their turn.

Soon, Ichiryu brought Starjun to Toriko's residence.

Although Toriko spent much of his ti adventuring outside, he still returned ho now and then.

At the mont, he was preparing to head into the Gourt World.

Since the incident of Komatsu being captured never happened in this tiline, Toriko had decided to prepare thoroughly before entering. Charging in blindly would just be suicide.

He had gone once before despite everyone's warnings—and had been utterly crushed. If not for his Food Luck, he would have died on the spot.

This ti was different.

It wasn't just him going. Komatsu would be coming too. And Komatsu was practically defenseless. Toriko had to protect him.

Of course, Toriko had no idea just how absurd Komatsu's Food Luck really was. Even without protection, Komatsu would manage to survive in the Gourt World—though probably in a pretty miserable state.

Zonge was the perfect example. That guy was living pretty comfortably later on, though he had to deal with Monkey King Bambina's constant harassnt—but who could bla him when he had the exact sa face as the Monkey King's mate?

When Ichiryu arrived with Starjun, Toriko was completely thrown off.

Ichiryu showing up in person was strange enough. Normally, Toriko and the others went to see him. If Ichiryu needed sothing, he'd call or send soone.

This was the first ti he had ever co to Toriko's house directly.

But what made it even stranger was the man standing beside him.

Toriko had never seen Starjun's real face before—but the scent left behind on the GT Robot didn't lie.

There was no doubt about it.

This man was one of Gourt Corp's Vice Chefs—Starjun.

Which made things even more confusing. It was one thing for Ichiryu to show up, but why did he bring Starjun along?

One was the president of the IGO.

The other was a Sous Chef of Gourt Corp.

And now they were standing together at his doorstep.

Toriko's brain nearly short-circuited trying to process it.