“Mmfh.”

Akutagawa was currently eating a steamed pork bun beside you as you walked him back to the Port Mafia. There were bloodstains smeared on the black fabric of his outfit. You had decided to treat him to something as a reward of how hard he had worked this whole week.

“.. Thank you. I appreciate the food.”

Akutagawa murmured, staring at the shops that you passed on the way back.