"Another bowl!"
Yuma held out the empty bowl he had polished off in an instant.
By then, Kira had followed Yuma back to the Tsukumo Residence. Yuma's grandmother, Haru Tsukumo, took the bowl from his hand, smiling as she filled it with another heap of rice and handed it back.
"Home-cooked food really is the best."
Yuma happily narrowed his eyes into crescents as he shoveled down his meal.
Then, as if remembering something, he turned to Kira. "Oh, right, the fried shrimp at your Duel Academy was seriously good too. It'd be nice if I could get another serving of that."
"Honestly, I still haven't settled the score with you for running around dangerous places again."
His sister, Akari, glared at Yuma in displeasure. Yuma immediately shrank his neck guiltily, hiding his head behind his bowl as he sped up his eating.
Yuma's sister had a head of red hair. She was a beautiful, capable-looking woman with perfectly curved long legs that looked tailor-made for pedaling a tricycle. She had a forceful personality and exceptional drive. Oh, and her fighting skills were clearly far from ordinary too.
"Well, this time you actually brought home a pretty handsome friend." Akari teased, looking at Kira.
The moment Yuma heard that, he was wide awake. Setting down his bowl, he said excitedly, "Sis, you don't know—Kira isn't just good-looking! He's an amazing duelist!
"He's a championship-level duelist. Like, the legendary kind."
But before he could finish, Akari's lovely face immediately fell. Darkly, she said, "Yuma, you went dueling behind my back again, didn't you?"
Yuma froze on the spot. "Uh... well..."
Kira understood.
So that was it. In this timeline, Yuma still had not gotten his sister's permission to duel.
It had been the same at the beginning of the anime. Yuma's