Akira gritted his teeth in hatred, vowing in his heart that he would never feed this little beast again.
On the other side, Miyako also poured out the milk, screwed the cap back on, and stood up.
Then…
Grrrrumble~
What was that sound?
The answer to this question came in the next second.
Miyako looked down and clutched her stomach, trembling slightly all over.
For a beautiful girl, such a loud noise from her stomach was extremely embarrassing.
Akira, on the other hand, found it a little amusing. Sure enough, no matter how beautiful someone was, if they were human, their stomach would still get hungry when it was supposed to.
"It seems that after solving the cat's hunger problem, it's time to solve the human's. Let's head back quickly. If we go back now, we should still be able to have dinner."
"At this time… there's still dinner?"
It was already almost 8 PM, and most families would have finished dinner by then.
"Yeah, I usually come home very late, so Granny Kobayashi is used to cooking a bit later. But if it's even later than now, she'll freeze the food and go to bed herself. We'd have to reheat it to eat dinner, which would be a bit troublesome."
"I see…"
"Granny Kobayashi" refers to… his mother?
Although he used the impolite term 'Old Lady,' Miyako could tell from Akira's tone that he had a good relationship with his family and understood each other well.
In contrast, her own mother… Miyako couldn't completely hide her look of disappointment, and her eyes dimmed.
The irreconcilable conflict with her mother was the main reason for her running away from home.
Thinking of this, Miyako also thought of another worrying question.
"Akira-kun, are you really taking me home?"
"What else? I told you from the very beginning, didn't I?"
"Ah…"
Miyako remembered the first thing Akira said to her.
"Beautiful girl, do you want to come home with me?"
He had indeed planned to take her home from the very beginning.
"I mean, will your family agree to take me in?"
"You don't have to worry about that. I don't have family."
"Eh?"
Miyako showed a surprised expression.
"What do you mean you don't have family? You just said 'Old Lady'…"
"The Old Lady isn't my real family. She's the landlady of the place I'm staying at. Her name is Kobayashi Mika, and I call her Granny Kobayashi, or the Old Lady."
"…I'm sorry… I shouldn't have brought that up."
Miyako immediately apologized, realizing she shouldn't have mentioned the topic.
This world was full of tragedies… His words just now were referring to himself.
Miyako mistakenly thought Akira was an orphan who had lost his parents, and she felt deeply remorseful.
Akira also understood why she apologized. In a sense, he had indeed lost his real parents and become an orphan in another world.
"It's nothing, I don't care."
Although he said that, Akira actually wanted to contact the family of this current body.
First, he wanted to know if his parents looked the same as his original parents, since his body hadn't changed much.
And if he could contact his family, he could get the bank card password and solve his financial difficulties.
However, from his current situation, Akira also understood that he hadn't been able to contact his family yet.
Mainly because he had no idea how to contact them.
Although he had a mobile phone, the phones in this world were still in the flip-phone era, capable of being used as bricks. The overall technology was a major version behind.
Moreover, his phone's contact list was completely empty; he hadn't even saved his home phone number.
Of course, it was also possible that the original Akira had memorized the number, so there was no need to save it… but the current Akira didn't know it!
That's why Akira couldn't contact his family. But then again, even if Akira didn't initiate contact, shouldn't his family have called him a few times?
However, in the half-year since his transmigration, Akira's phone had only been used as an alarm clock and a player for listening practice, completely failing to perform its original functions.
Not a single incoming call. Were they that frugal with phone bills?
This was a bit intriguing.
Sending their child to study alone in Tokyo and not checking in for almost half a year—either they trusted their child too much, or they simply didn't care about him at all.