noticemebandagemachine:
“You’re obviously eating but I was more wondering how you could afford it. I hear the Agency doesn’t pay that well.” Then again, compared to being a mafioso where one risked their life constantly it made sense. He watched as the other moved the precious food out of sight and resisted the urge to roll his eyes. Of course, the intel he had on the teen already knew that he enjoyed chazuke from their research during the bounty hunt on him.
“For once no, you don’t have to worry about that.” He was holding a shopping list and coughed a few times into free hand. Once the fit had passed he just shrugged a bit and decided to be remotely civil for once. “I have to get groceries is all Jinko.”
“We’re not dirt poor to the point that we can’t buy a simple meal.” Atsushi groaned at Akutagawa’s words, both from taking offence at what the other said while at the same time feeling internally downtrodden at being reminded about his less-then middle-class position of his financial state. And facing the man who once hunted him for a very expensive bounty felt very depressing for the poor teen who turns into a tiger worth billions.
“And you have no right to say anything about the Agency’s payslip when you, on the Mafia’s payslip, are still shopping for standard groceries.” Nakajima kind of thinks that the Mafia people probably lived and shopped luxuriously, so seeing Ryuunosuke buy normal stuff seems very jarring.