Aria ate a fish.
Finished, he ate another fish.
Without realizing it, he had finished 5 fishes.
He felt a little bloat, he lay down with a full stomach, occasionally burped.
Even though he didn't want to be a big lump of meatball, he still had to keep eating.
At least until he found another way to accumulate energy.
After all, if he didn't take advantage of his advantages, wasn't that stupid?
His mind then drifted imagining which one he would use the energy for.
Should he use it on his eyes, so it shot a beam of laser, like a certain bespectacled mutant?
Should he use it on his bones, so it regenerated infinitely, like a certain character from an anime?
Should he use it on his brain, so he became a genius, like a scientist with a bald head?
Or should he use it on his vital organ, so that he became the manliest person in the world?
While he was imagining things, suddenly his ears felt pinched.
"Ouch!" "Didn't mom already say you can't play with fire, you brat?!"
There he realized, knowing that no matter what he chose, he was still a child in front of his mother.