They Say Being Able to Eat Is a Blessing, but Too Much Blessing Means You Have to Throw the Child Away

Nighttime, at the home of Kurosaki Ichigo.

At this moment, the entire Kurosaki family stood in the living room, staring at Wu Biao, who was sweeping through the food on the dining table like a refugee who hadn't eaten in a year, all of them wearing expressions of utter stupefaction.

Kurosaki Isshin quietly pulled Kurosaki Ichigo aside, his mouth twitching as he said, "Son, do you know how hard it is for your old man to make money? Do you know how hard it is for a single father to raise three children? And don't you even know that my little run-down clinic barely sees a patient once every few days?"

"..." Kurosaki Ichigo's mouth twitched instantly. "What exactly are you trying to say?"

"I can't afford to feed him!" Kurosaki Isshin watched Wu Biao's ferocious eating with a twitching lip. "At this rate, our family won't even be able to afford plain rice. Do you have the heart to let your two cute, growing younger sisters go hungry every day?"

Just then, Wu Biao at the dining table looked up, glancing at the family with some confusion. "What are you all doing? Eat up, don't be polite, don't treat me like an outsider!"

"..." Kurosaki family, you really should just treat yourself like an outsider!!!

"You really should just treat yourself like an outsider." Shyarly, being blunt and straightforward, said exactly that, hoping this glutton would feel ashamed and leave.

However, she clearly thought too much; with Brother Biao's brain, he couldn't distinguish between a compliment and an insult at all. "That's where you're wrong. You really don't have to treat me like a guest, come over and eat."

Having said that, he seemed to recall something and said with a look of sudden realization, "Do you have a custom here where if a guest visits, the guest has to eat their fill first? It's really fine, I don't even treat myself like a guest, so don't be shy!"

"..." Kurosaki family.

"You..." Shyarly was instantly furious, but Yuzu pulled on her sleeve from the side.

Shyarly glared fiercely at Wu Biao, then let out an angry huff. "I'm not eating!" With that, she turned and walked toward her room.

Wu Biao blinked in confusion. "She seems angry? Why?" Brother Biao tilted his head and thought for a moment, then clapped his hands. "Got it, she must be on her period. I heard women get very irritable when they're on their period!"

Kurosaki Karin's retreating figure clearly stumbled, then she turned around, her face flushed red as she glared at Wu Biao, spun around, and entered her room, slamming the door shut with a loud 'bang'.

How is that possible!!!

Kurosaki Ichigo looked at Wu Biao, speechless. One had to know that his sister was only 12 years old!

"Is that so?" Kurosaki Isshin crossed his arms, looking thoughtful. "Now that you mention it, Shyarly's temper has indeed been a bit bad lately. It seems Shyarly really has grown up. Should I go to the convenience store and buy sanitary pads for her? Hmm... I should go ask what brand Shyarly likes!"

With that, Kurosaki Isshin turned to chase after Shyarly.

Bang--

Kurosaki Ichigo delivered a roundhouse kick, knocking Kurosaki Isshin to the ground. While stomping on the back of his head with a ferocious expression, he cursed with murderous intent, "You pervert!"

"I was... just... caring!" A muffled voice came from the floor!

Wu Biao watched this father and son, then turned to ask Yuzu, "Is this how you guys greet each other between father and son here?"

"..." Yuzu was momentarily speechless, then shook her head cutely. "Just ignore them. Sir, would you like more rice?"

Hearing this, Wu Biao hurriedly shoveled a few more mouthfuls of rice into his mouth and handed the empty bowl to Yuzu. "Thanks, another bowl!"

"Okay!"

Kurosaki Isshin, who had just stood up from the floor, felt his face darken. This was already the sixteenth bowl!

"Son, this... uh, what's his name?"

"Wu Biao!"

"What kind of name is that? Forget it!" Kurosaki Isshin shook his head and leaned in to whisper in Kurosaki Ichigo's ear, "Son, are you sure you didn't pick up a beggar who hasn't eaten in a year off the street?"

"..."

Although Kurosaki Ichigo really wanted to say: How could that be?

But... now he wasn't so sure himself. One had to know that just a moment ago at the ramen shop, Wu Biao had already eaten fifteen extra-large bowls of ramen, and now he was eating this much again?

"Tell me, where exactly did you pick him up from!" Kurosaki Isshin watched the way Wu Biao ate and felt his heart twitching. And... he looked at Wu Biao's flat stomach. Where was all that food going?

Is he sure he won't burst from overeating?

"I don't know either!" Kurosaki Ichigo shook his head decisively. "He appeared out of thin air in front of me yesterday. I still can't figure out if my eyes were playing tricks on me at the time!"

Kurosaki Isshin's expression turned solemn upon hearing this, and he muttered to himself, "Out of thin air?" He then turned his head to look at Kurosaki Ichigo and asked, "Tell me the details."

"I'm not too sure myself. I just suddenly had a very strange feeling, then I subconsciously looked over there and saw him jump out of the void!"

Jumped out of the void?

Kurosaki Isshin couldn't help but frown. He naturally knew that his son had spiritual perception, and it was normal for him to sense some strange fluctuations, but what his son described sounded so much like a passage for a Hollow to come from Hueco Mundo to the living world.

However, this person was clearly a human, not a Hollow. Why would he appear out of thin air?

"Why are you suddenly interested in this kind of thing?" Kurosaki Ichigo asked, feeling a bit confused by Kurosaki Isshin's intense reaction.

Kurosaki Isshin's face gradually turned serious. He frowned as he looked at Kurosaki Ichigo and said, "Son, there is actually something I've been hiding from you. My identity is actually..."

Kurosaki Ichigo looked at his old man's grave expression, and his own demeanor couldn't help but turn serious.

"...the captain of the Third Division of the Outer Space Defense Force, specifically responsible for resisting visitors from beyond the stars. In other words, the alien inva..."

Bang--

Kurosaki Ichigo, with black lines running down his forehead, kicked his father to the ground again and cursed viciously, "I shouldn't have thought for a second that someone like you could be serious! Just hurry up and go to a mental hospital, you jerk!"

Wu Biao looked up and glanced over. "Hmm, it's starting again."

"Just ignore it!" Yuzu's mouth twitched slightly, but she still maintained a gentle, mature-beyond-her-years smile.

"Oh!"

Kurosaki Isshin scrambled back up like a cockroach once again, pulled Kurosaki Ichigo aside, and whispered, "Son, are you sure you want to let him stay?" As he spoke, his face twitched, and he continued, "It's not like you don't know that our clinic barely opens a few times a month; where would we even need a handyman?"

Kurosaki Ichigo sighed upon hearing this, but still spoke up, "Look at him, he doesn't even look older than me. It's so pitiful for someone so young to be out wandering; we should help if we can!"

"I, on the other hand, feel that... the one taking him in... is even more pitiful!"

"Just bear with it for a while. Once there's another job, you can just recommend him for that instead!" Kurosaki Ichigo said.

Kurosaki Isshin sighed at these words, but he didn't say anything else. After all, his son had never asked for anything in all the years he'd been growing up, and since he had finally opened his mouth to ask this time, he found it hard to refuse.

"Sir, please wait a moment. This pot of rice is empty, I'll go cook another one," Yuzu Kurosaki's soft and gentle voice drifted over.

"..." Kurosaki Isshin, Kurosaki Ichigo.

"Son, I think... we'd better discuss this again!"

(End of chapter)