A Popcorn Deficiency Death Soldier, Ray Starling Recently, Shu had begun going on regular hunting trips. The quest he’d done with Lei-Lei hadn’t been his only recent endeavor. He’d also been seen riding Baldr to distant lands many a time. He’d said that he was out making money so he could buy as much Baldr ammo as he could, and though that was fine and all, there was one little problem. We were having dinner together one day when I handed him a letter. “Here. It’s for you,” I said. “Fur me? What is this, fanmail?” “...Well, knowing you in real life, I can understand why you’d assume that, but no.” Our letterbox used to be filled with letters addressed to him, and I vaguely recalled many envelopes being strangely heavy. That was in reality, though. This ursine goof right here in Dendro would never get any fanmail... except maybe from little kids. “That’s a petition I was asked to pass over to you.” “A petition...? Ohh...” Shu opened the envelope, read the letter, and nodded in understanding. “This person wants me to start selling popcorn again.” Someone was petitioning Shu to resume running his “KoD’s Popcorn” stall. Apparently, he’d only started selling popcorn to make some money while King of Beasts was in Gideon. He couldn’t leave the city while she was here, but he still wanted to make a profit he could turn into ammo, however little it may be.
Demonstrating his immense skill as a cook, his popcorn turned out to be so good that he gained a devoted following of regulars and, well, business was booming. But with KoB having left Gideon, Shu was now able to resume hunting and make money far more efficiently, so he’d simply ended his venture into the popcorn industry. The supply was gone, just like that, but the demand from the fans was still there, and one of them had gone on to write this petition. By the way, this person was none other than my friend and duel ranker, Chelsea. She’d become a fan of Shu’s popcorn too, and after her clan fell apart, she’d wanted to turn to it as comfort food, only to have no luck finding him or his business. I’d found her in an awful state. Her eyes were lifeless, and if Dendro had a stat for sanity, hers would’ve been at rock bottom. Once Chelsea had noticed me, she cornered me against the wall and slammed her hand into it so hard it shattered — her Poseidon gave a huge bonus to STR growth — before giving me this written petition to deliver to Shu. Though “asking” might’ve not been the right word, since I felt like she would’ve done something really drastic if I’d refused. Her clan disbanding, her complete lack of involvement in the saucy love drama, and her popcorn deficiency must’ve put her in a really bad spot... Is the popcorn thing really as bad as the other two, though? I wondered. “...Shu, you didn’t put anything weird in your popcorn, did you? Why is it so addictive?” “How beary rude! I told you I only used clean and proper ingredients, all bought on the market!” “So you’re skilled enough to get absurd results even with ordinary ingredients, huh? Oh, and though that’s the only actual petition I got for you, people ask me if you’re gonna sell popcorn again all the time. Max did just recently, and Nemesis is asleep right now, but she often says that she misses it.” “It got more fans than I imagined, huh?” KoD’s Popcorn went on to make a return when Shu started making lots of it and storing it in inventories to sell on consignment. Getting to eat the popcorn she loved so much did end up making Chelsea feel a little bit better.
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