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King of Gluttony

作者: Hkjack_Lee
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What is King of Gluttony

WebNovel で公開されている、Hkjack_Lee の作者が書いた King of Gluttony の小説を読んでください。Kaido is a poor boy who is always starving. A kind restaurant owner offers him a free meal only to discover Kaido's incredible appetite. Seeing his potential, the owner offers to take in Kaido as long...

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Kaido is a poor boy who is always starving. A kind restaurant owner offers him a free meal only to discover Kaido's incredible appetite. Seeing his potential, the owner offers to take in Kaido as long as he is willing to train to be a professional eater. Kaido accepts and enters the world of competitive eating. What gluttonous opponents will he face?

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