Honkai: Oh No, I’ve Become the Herrscher of Corruption?! - Chapter 84

The next contestant was Kalpas, but oddly, there was no cooking station in front of him. His ingredient was also… unusual—a Honkai beast.

“HAHAHAHA—HAHAHAHA!!!”

Before Elysia could even introduce him, Kalpas activated his Herrscher form without warning. The massive Honkai beast was instantly engulfed in flames.

His wild, unrestrained cooking style was exactly what Enoxia had anticipated, so before he could unleash his full power, she had already enclosed the area with an invisible barrier. This allowed the audience to safely enjoy the spectacle without worrying about getting caught in the crossfire.

As the furious flames raged at the center of the room, accompanied by Kalpas’ signature manic laughter, Sirin felt a wave of unpleasant memories rushing back. For a brief moment, she even imagined herself being the one roasted alive in that inferno.

Before long, the flames died down along with Kalpas’ laughter, and he returned to his normal state. The towering Honkai beast had vanished—replaced by… skewers? Yes, skewers. Honkai beast skewers.

With a rough flick of his wrist, Kalpas tossed four skewers toward Enoxia and Sirin.

If they were ordinary humans, they might’ve hesitated—after all, Honkai beasts weren’t carbon-based lifeforms. But as Herrschers, digestion was the least of their concerns. If even a Herrscher couldn’t stomach it, then such food simply didn’t exist on Earth.

“Mmm… The intense heat instantly seared the exterior, creating a crispy shell. Once you bite through it, the juicy meat bursts with flavor. The smokiness of the charred crust blends perfectly with the richness of the meat, amplifying its natural deliciousness.”

In terms of precision, Vill-V was undoubtedly the superior chef. But when it came to creativity—transforming a Honkai beast into gourmet food and making a silicon-based lifeform taste even better than carbon-based ones—only Chef Kalpas could pull it off.

The other MANTIS warriors present weren’t the type to fear Honkai beasts either, and they fully appreciated Kalpas’ culinary skills. Kosma grabbed four skewers in one hand and immediately handed half of them to Griseo.

“Griseo, no need to eat so fast.” Though MANTIS warriors had no risk of choking, Kosma still fetched a glass of water from somewhere and handed it to her as he watched her devour the food at lightning speed.

“Gulp, gulp.” With the water down, Griseo’s cheeks puffed up adorably.

Enoxia found the sight utterly endearing. Seizing the opportunity, she teleported right next to Griseo, gave her soft cheeks a gentle squeeze, and then vanished back to her seat—her face glowing with delight as she mentally compared whose cheeks were the most satisfying to squish: Griseo’s, Sirin’s, Elysia’s, or Bella’s.

Kosma: “…………” (Well… If it were anyone else, I’d stop them. But the Herrscher of Corruption? No way. Griseo doesn’t seem bothered—in fact, she looks like she’s enjoying it. …Whatever, I’ll just let it slide.)

Meanwhile, Sirin, still seated, stared wide-eyed at Enoxia’s antics.

“…So that’s how you can use Herrscher authority? As the Herrscher of the Void, shouldn’t I be able to teleport next to anyone and do the same thing? Well, maybe not exactly like Enoxia—she can shift between physical and data form, so she can slip into digital spaces. But Bella? Definitely. And as long as it’s not a data space, I can reach her anytime…”

With that thought, Sirin’s cheeks puffed up in frustration. She vividly remembered all those times Enoxia had sneaked into her bed, admiring her sleeping face or cuddling up to her when she least expected it—yet she had never managed to catch her in the act.

Truthfully, Sirin didn’t actually mind Enoxia’s clinginess. In fact, if it made her happy, Sirin was more than willing to indulge her. For one, being held by Enoxia was strangely comforting. And secondly… it was one of the few things she could actually do for her.

“Next time she crawls into my bed, I’ll teleport away first, then reappear when she least expects it. I have to take control of the situation!”

In short—Sirin wanted to be the top.

“Kosma, if you don’t eat faster, Aunt Mobius will finish everything.” Griseo pointed at Mobius, who was already devouring skewers at an alarming speed.

The moment Griseo spoke, Mobius froze mid-bite, an awkward expression flashing across her face. She then picked up the last skewer and approached Griseo.

Kosma frowned slightly as Mobius drew near but said nothing.

“Ahem. Little Griseo, do you want this last one? If you call me ‘Big Sister Mobius’, I’ll give it to you~”

“Aunt Mobius.”

“It’s Big Sister Mobius.”

“Aunt Mobius.”

“…It’s Big. Sister. Mobius.“

“Aunt Mobius.”

Just as the two were locked in their back-and-forth, Elysia swooped in with a mischievous grin.

“Oh, Griseo, you’re being too harsh on poor Mobius! A delicate girl like her hates being called ‘aunt.’ So, you should call her… Grandma Mobius!”

“Grandma…? Oh, I understand. Grandma Mobius.”

“E·L·Y·S·I·A!!!”

Mobius shoved the skewer into Griseo’s hands and stormed toward Elysia, her face burning with fury. But Elysia remained unfazed—instead, she reached out and playfully poked Mobius’ cheek in front of everyone.

“Oh my, Mobius~ I’m almost jealous of you. Even when you’re angry, you’re so adorable! Or… could it be that you’re not actually mad? Maybe you just wanted to act a little spoiled in front of everyone? My, how bold~ But I don’t mind at all, you know? ♪”

Mobius, who had been seething just seconds ago, deflated like a punctured balloon under Elysia’s teasing. She crossed her arms, glared at Elysia for a long moment, then finally spat out through gritted teeth:

“Elysia… I still hate you the most!”

With that, she turned on her heel and marched out of Vill-V’s space without another word.

Griseo tilted her head in confusion as she watched Mobius leave.

“How strange… Grandma Mobius seemed so happy after getting close to Little Sister Elysia. Why did she leave?”

Regardless of their personal opinions about Mobius, the other Flame-Chasers were long used to her antics. Vill-V (Gourmet) didn’t even look up from her cooking, completely unfazed by the drama.

As the little intermission ended, Elysia picked up her megaphone again—only to accidentally hit the playback button instead.

“I wonder how Mobius would look in a frilly pink dress… Oh, I need to know~!”

Elysia sighed regretfully as she turned off the recording, thinking, If only Mobius were still here…

“Now, for our final contestant—Bella! I wonder what kind of surprise she has in store for us?”