Although Rock Lee had not played a particularly important role in this mission and did not seem very clever, Mirai had not expected him to be so clear-headed at a critical moment.
"When are we leaving?" Rock Lee asked, looking even more anxious than Mirai.
"The printing shop's work probably won't be finished until twelve. It's eleven now... let's go. I'll treat you and your aunt to a meal."
Looking up at the time, it was already eleven. The printing shop owner had promised that the printing would be done properly by twelve. After thinking it over, Mirai felt that Rock Lee had helped him so much that asking him to hand out flyers during mealtime would be too harsh.
After Mirai finished speaking, Qinghe Naizi came out of the kitchen carrying a plate of fruit. Hearing Mirai's words, she said with dissatisfaction, "Why go out to eat when you can eat comfortably at home? Just eat here. You might as well try Auntie's cooking."
Seeing that Kiyokawa Nako had already said so, Mirai naturally had no choice but to agree.
While cooking, Mirai wanted to help Kiyokawa, but she coaxed him out and made him wait outside.
Mirai could only sit helplessly on the sofa and chat with Rock Lee, talking from ninja to ninja, from ninja to the Third Great War, but not about ice.
However, Mirai felt especially strange, chatting with Rock Lee while listening to Kiyokawa cook. When his ugly daughter-in-law saw her marriage, it gave Mirai a strange feeling.
Kiyokawa did not cook slowly. Before long, four exquisite dishes and rice were served.
After the three of them sat down, Mirai ate without saying a word. He truly did not know what to say. He could only keep eating desperately, without bringing up the matter.