You wander through a forest in a state of depression, having lost all sense of purpose. A goddess in a Chinese dress appears and gives you the Ramen Bowl of Hope—and with it comes an epiphany: your calling is to open a ramen restaurant. From the bowl is born a baby ramen goddess who grows alongside your culinary decisions, eventually evolving into one of two mid-level forms (Kotteri for heavy broth, Sappari for light) and finally into a mysterious final form. The restaurant demands precision: customers specify exactly what they want, and the broth type and noodle firmness require careful timing and choices to get right.