"How could this be… How could there be someone in this world who can cook such delicious roast meat… This can't happen… I can't lose; our Barkly Family has been running rotisseries for over 10 generations, starting from our first rotisserie in Rodu. The rotisserie here in Chaos City has been passed down for three generations; I can't lose it someone else… Waaah, why did I have to make this bet? I lost the restaurant and all of our secret recipes; my father's going to be furious… I wanted to secure a top 20 ranking on the Aden Square food competition before he passes away…"
Ricky was sprawled on the ground and all of his clothes were drenched in cold sweat. Even the ground below him was wet with his sweat. His body trembled as he wept like a dejected child, drawing sympathy from the bystanders.
