The simple birthday sushi feast lasted until three in the afternoon. Hanfu and the others had eaten until they were stuffed, but Ito Ni was furious.
That little rascal, Gekko Hanfu, had not only stolen his friend Shisui away, but had also wolfed down his family's sushi. And the worst part was, Hanfu didn't even have to pay!
"Ito Ni, let's call it a day. I've got plans with some other classmates tonight, so I should get going. Anyway, thanks so much for having me!"
After spending time with Hanfu and the others, Shisui had unconsciously started calling Ito Ni "Fatty," too.
Of course, Shisui only thought that "Fatty" sounded friendlier and more natural than "Ito." But to Ito Ni, it was another matter entirely.
"Shisui, you've... changed."
Ito Ni's cheeks twitched. It was hard to tell whether he was excited or angry.
"Fatty, we're heading out, too," Hanfu said with a wave and a grin. The guy was a good person.
"Fatty, shouldn't you see your classmates off?"
Ito Ni's own father, Ito Shuichi, twisted the knife.
"Dad, why are you calling me Fatty now...?" Ito Ni stared at him in disbelief.
Ito Shuichi snorted. "You're the one who got so fat. Besides, 'Fatty' rolls off the tongue better than 'Xiao Er.' From now on, that's what I'm calling you."
"Dad, you've... changed."
Ito Ni nearly burst into tears. He lowered his head miserably, his round belly already hiding the tips of his toes. But how could anyone call that fat? He was just well-built! When he grew up, he'd definitely slim down and get a six-pack!
After saying goodbye to Shisui and Ito Ni, the Six-Man Group strolled through the streets, letting their food settle.
"I'm so full," Izumo Kamizuki said, patting his stomach and letting out