The sudden sound of the door being slammed startled the young girl, causing her to drop the bowl she was holding. The half bowl of soy milk traced a white arc in midair.
"Ah!"
The young girl let out a surprised cry.
But the cry abruptly stopped.
Because Jason caught the bowl.
Not just the bowl, even the soy milk in midair was caught and returned to the bowl without spilling a single drop.
"This?"
The young girl stared at the scene, completely frozen in shock.
"Don't waste food."
Jason said this as he placed the last bun in his mouth and headed towards the front courtyard.
The timing was just as he expected.
Him?
Of course, he couldn't afford to waste time.
After all, it would soon be lunchtime.
...
Outside the martial arts academy, three men stood under the signboard of "Mu-Style Boxing Gym."
Two men were in front, one stood behind.
