Ma Hongjun's eyes lit up. He followed the aroma and saw a steaming stall not far away, packed with diners. On its griddle rolled large takoyaki balls, golden and crisp, covered in bonito flakes.
There was no need to hesitate!
Ma Hongjun covered the distance in two great strides and plunged straight to the front of the stall, slapping the counter as he shouted excitedly:
"Boss, give me a large order of takoyaki!"
Almost at the same instant, a clear voice rang out beside him:
"Boss, give me a large order of takoyaki!"
That utterly familiar tone froze the smile on Ma Hongjun's lips, and he instinctively turned his head.
Standing beside him, dressed in a smart, close-fitting outfit-a men's suit and a hat-was none other than... Yu Feng!
Their eyes met, and the air seemed to freeze for three seconds.
"Tomboy?!"
"Fat chicken?!"
"Who are you calling a fat chicken? I'm a phoenix!!"
Ma Hongjun's little eyes went round with fury as he pointed both pudgy hands at Yu Feng's nose and retorted.
Yu Feng folded his arms and rolled his eyes in utter disdain. "A phoenix, with that body as round as a ball? More like a chicken rolling around and showing its true colors! What, hungry after your match, so you came here to fight over food?"
"Hey! Tomboy, you don't own this stall! You're allowed to eat here, but your Brother Jun isn't?"
Grinding his teeth, Ma Hongjun whipped around and waved at the stall owner. "Boss! Give me ten large orders of takoyaki! I'll eat them as you make them!"
At that, Yu Feng arched a fine brow and immediately slapped the counter. "It's only ten orders! Boss! Ten for me too!"
Looking at the two young Soul Masters glaring daggers at each other, practically