The restorative power of deluxe seafood sushi was truly astonishing. Even those whose spiritual pressure had been completely drained wore expressions of blissful transcendence after wiping out every last piece of sushi.
"Whew... I'm alive again. I feel like my life is complete." Shinji Hirako slumped gracelessly in his chair, picking his teeth with a lazy look on his face. "Yuko, for the sake of this meal, remember to call us again next time there's work that needs some muscle."
"Baldy! Is that all the ambition you've got?" Hiyori kicked Shinji, chair and all, straight onto the floor, then turned and jerked her chin at Yuko. "Remember to prepare premium wagyu next time! Seafood sushi doesn't fill me up at all!!!"
"Oh, really?" Yuko's expression remained calm as her fingertips lightly tapped the table. "I thought you'd been a big help, so I was going to let you take these things home too."
Everyone's gaze followed her tapping fingers to the table, where a number of exquisitely wrapped gift boxes sat.
Come to think of it... while they had been eagerly stuffing themselves earlier, Yuko seemed to have gone out to fetch something.
Hiyori instinctively asked, "What are those?"
"Nothing much. Just deluxe seafood sushi that someone doesn't like."
Hiyori: ...
Shinji swiftly smacked Hiyori on the head. "Hey, idiot! Hurry up and apologize to Sister Yuko!"
There weren't many chances to beat up this guy so openly.
"You wanna die, baldy—" Hiyori clutched her head and instinctively prepared to fight Shinji to the death, but then she remembered that table full of deluxe seafood sushi...
The Visored murmured, "Apologize already!"
Hiyori looked at Yuko guiltily. "Um, Yuko, sorry. I was a little loud just now."
It was embarrassing, but it was worth it for deluxe sushi!
"Hold out a