Gokuu grinned. Sanzou merely snorted.
That night, when the usual four-person meal was set on the table, Gokuu had to bite back tears. "But I smelt it cooking all afternoon . . ." he whimpered. "There was dumplings and buns and peaches and curry and stirfry and spare ribs and sweet'n'sour and roast duck and kung pao beef and soup and hotdogs and . . ."
"It's Hakuryuu's birthday," Hakkai smiled.
"Doesn't he share?"
"No."
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