When Zhang Miao came out after his bath, Kakashi had already prepared all the fish—still Zhang Miao's favorite, pan-fried river fish.
Kakashi knew how much Zhang Miao could eat, so he had made a lot—enough to nearly cover the entire table. Seeing this, Itachi Uchiha was immediately dumbfounded.
"Are other people coming?"
"No!"
Hearing Itachi Uchiha's question, Kakashi first shook his head, then glanced sideways toward the bathroom.
"But you can count him as three people."
Itachi Uchiha: "..."
Itachi Uchiha had experienced Zhang Miao's appetite before, so after hearing Kakashi's words, he simply nodded and said nothing more.
A little while later, the bathroom door opened with a bang, and Zhang Miao came out, drying his hair with a towel.
"Whew... that felt great. Kakashi, is the food ready? My stomach... huh?"
Before he could finish, Zhang Miao saw the table full of fish. He immediately tossed the towel in his hand aside, hurried to the table, jumped onto a stool, and picked up his chopsticks.
"Thanks for the meal!"
Then he began devouring the food like a whirlwind.
Zhang Miao's chopsticks flew through the air as plate after plate of fish was swiftly emptied and stacked high.
Seeing this, Kakashi raised an eyebrow at the dumbstruck Itachi Uchiha, his expression seeming to say:
What did I tell you?
After his initial shock, Itachi Uchiha seemed to be influenced by Zhang Miao as well. He quickly picked up his chopsticks and pressed his hands together.
"Thanks for the meal!"
Then he picked up a piece of fish and put it into his mouth. The instant it touched his tongue, his eyes widened.
Delicious!
Next, Itachi Uchiha joined Zhang Miao in rapidly clearing out the pan-fried river fish on the table!
Watching the two eat with such gusto, a trace