"Ah, yes, I am an excellent chef!" roared Kingsley with a wide grin on his face, "I'm likely the best in the school, and the only member of the cooking club. And as a matter of fact, I have cooked something recently. It's cooling now, and you can smell it from here. A delicious pot pie."

Kingsley certainly wasn't above bragging, though the statement was by no means a stretch. Most of the students at this school seemed more concerned with fighting than anything else, after all. Even the real chefs seemed to phone it in when it came to school lunches. Regardless, there were other things that interested Kingsley.

"But I would like to hear more about 'Boxermania'. It sounds like an interesting event, and I honestly don't do much here besides cook. Perhaps I could cater or something. Maybe that would help to dispel the rumors that I'm some sort of demon king, too."

[i]"That's right... if they just taste my food, I'm certain that they will understand! Kingsley Sovereign is just a chef. A very good chef who can fight, but a chef none the less."[/i]