Name: Ao
Looks: pic
Age: 22 (before skip) 26 (after skip)
Height: 210cm

Likes: spicy foods, salty foods, sweets, food, being lazy, trying new things, cooking, the rain, snow, thunderstorms, swimming, warmth, summer and food.
Dislikes: people, large crowds, people and the cold.

Short Bio: Ao's mother died when she was two and her whole life changed when the silly blonde man who saved her turned out to be her father, Ichiryu the president of IGO.
Ichiryu trained her along side Toriko, Sunny, Coco and Zebra.
However the boys spilt ways before their training was complete, Ao grew jaded as she went though the rest of the training alone and had many near death experiences.

~Prologue~

Doors slammed open as Ao entered the grand office her father, Ichiryu, the president of IGO (the International Gourmet Organization) had called her for a very important matter.

"Tou-san what could possibly be so important as calling me here? You usually have one of your lackies inform me" Ao said taking long strides, her heels clicking against the fine stone flooring, as she walked over to the desk her father sat at and took the seat across from him.

"Ao-chan, i have something important to tell you" Ichiryu said looking down, his face shadowed, his hands crossed in front of him.

Ao grew worried at his serious tone "Tou-san what's going on?" she asked concerned.

Ichiryu then lifted his head, a big pout on his lips and his eyes watering "You never call me papa anymore" he whined.

Ao groaned rolling her eyes "Tou-san i'm not a little girl anymore, besides after what you put me through you haven't earned to be called papa" she stated matter of factly.

Ichiryu huffed looking to the side and grumbled "Fine"

"Was that all?" Ao asked lifting a brow.

"No, actually i called you here to discuss your future" Ichiryu said standing from his desk and taking a few steps back, as if expecting an outburst.

Ao furrowed her brows in confusion "Go on" she urged, she could tell it might not be news she'd like considering how her father was backing up.

"I've arranged a marriage for you" Ichiryu simply said, flinching away as Ao threw a mug at him.

" YOU DID WHAT?!" The blue haired girl yelled at her father gripping the desk pulling it out of the foundations and throwing it at her father.

Ichiryu expertly dodged the flying desk and frowned lamenting its lose as it crashed into a pile of wood behind him "What i mean is i've narrowed it down to those four, you can pick any one of them" he said.

Ao gritted her teeth, her hand gripped tighter around the scabbard of her sword and she almost reached out to withdraw her blade, then she took a deep breath and just let it go.

"Any of the four?" she asked.

"Yep" Ichiryu nodded.

"Even him?" Ao asked hopefully.

Ichiryu's jaw tensed as he bit back the secret catch, then he grinned and said "Yes"

Ao scanned her fathers old withered face for lies or deceit but found none, she felt her heart flutter and a smile broke out as she hugged her dad.

"Thank you papa" she said.

"Aw, you're welcome sweetie" Ichiryu smiled and hugged her back, ignoring the festering pit of guilt in his gut.

Ao pulled away and smiled at her dad completely unawares to his internal turmoil "Really thank you so much for giving him a chance" she said.

"Of course" Ichiryu faked a smile.

"I've gotta tell him" Ao grinned and rushed off.