Chapter 93
"Captain eats well—these are just small matters!" Uchiha chuckled, his tone light. He didn’t feel even slightly upset about building a good relationship with Saitama this way. While it certainly wasn’t kind to his wallet, their camaraderie made up for it. Besides, wasn’t there a certain younger brother beside him to share the cost?
Thinking this, Uchiha shot a fiery glance at Uchiha Yan—right in front of Yan’s amused eyes, full of mischief.
Saitama didn’t pay much attention to the silent brotherly exchange. He focused entirely on the sizzling barbecue before him. His appetite had grown significantly lately—especially after a day of intense training. Eating was the only thing that made him feel whole again.
At home, Granny Kaka didn’t treat him poorly—every meal came with a generous portion of meat. But today, catching two big spenders in his net, Saitama wasn’t holding back. The food at home was his own, but the meal today? That was someone else’s dime—and it was delicious.
"Zzzt!" Fat and juices hissed as the meat grilled, the marinated slices giving off a mouthwatering aroma. Saitama watched with laser focus, waiting for the perfect moment when the meat would turn from raw red to golden brown.
"Yosh, let’s go!" A loud voice boomed from the next table.
Uchiha turned to look. Seated opposite each other at a grill were two men clad in vibrant green jumpsuits. Several plates of grilled meat were already stacked on their table.
The speaker was a middle-aged man with a bowl cut and thick eyebrows. He carefully placed a slice of grilled meat into the bowl of the younger man opposite him.
"Alright! I humbly begin!" Guy clasped his hands together, eyes closed in respect before he picked up his chopsticks.
"After this meal, the flames of youth will burn even brighter!" said Might Guy, voice filled with passion.
His father, Might Guy’s spitting image but older and more weathered, beamed with pride.