This time he was even more reluctant to leave, thick-skinned with hopeful eyes, he said, "I haven't eaten either..."
"Then shall we eat together?" Li Zheng's face changed, "Do you think I would say that? I'm telling you, don't even think about it!"
"Come on!" Misaka Tsuchiemon feigned ignorance, "Isn't our Dragon Country known for its hospitality?"
"Stop with the sweet-talking crap, you're from Mud Furnace, stop associating with our Dragon Country, have some dignity, will you?" Li Zheng said irritably, "Moreover, Dragon Country is hospitable to its guests, not Mud Furnace people, please distinguish between the two."
To be honest, Li Zheng really didn't want to invite Misaka Tsuchiemon to dine together.
But Misaka's next sentence convinced him.
"I've refereed the Olympics!"
"Alright, I'll give you a plate."
Then Li Zheng sat with Sakura, not far away, where he gave Misaka Tsuchiemon a separate small portion, and they ate their own.
