The small white porcelain dish before them was once again piled high with Fried Peanuts.
An empty rice bowl had been set in front of each of them.
Xia Xi raised his chopsticks and spun them nimbly a few times.
Then he grinned at Igarashi.
"Senior Brother, want me to let you go first?"
After all, the man could barely exert any strength with his right hand now. Even with a legendary skill, he probably couldn't bring out its full effect.
Giving the old, weak, sick, and disabled a little leeway was only right.
Igarashi picked up his chopsticks too, lightly testing their length and feel.
Meanwhile, in Xia Xi's eyes...
Every time Igarashi moved his chopsticks or showed the slightest intention of picking up a peanut...
Faint guidance lines calculated and generated by the system appeared before him.
They were the same guidance cues that appeared in battle.
"No need to let me go first, Xia Xi."
"Just give your senior brother a moment to... get into the right state."
Watching him close his eyes, focus, and begin adjusting his breathing...
Xia Xi was momentarily speechless.
Isn't the windup on this skill a little too long?
In a real fight, who would give you the time to get into the zone this slowly?
Of course, grumble inwardly as he might...
Xia Xi still obediently waited for his senior brother to activate his skill.
The children nearby and Kazami Old Geezer gathered around to watch the fun.
"Is Young Master's senior brother using Total Concentration?"
"Idiot, I don't know either. Just watch quietly."
Yan Zi and Sanemi exchanged whispers.
Meanwhile, Igarashi's breathing grew slower, deeper, and longer.
Persimmon and Kuang Jin keenly noticed that as Igarashi's breathing rhythm subtly changed...
The expression on Xia Xi's face gradually shifted from relaxed