Hiro, feeling embarrassed, interjected, "Brother, that's too much. You can't finish all that."
Raiden, with a smirk, reassured, "It's fine. I won't be paying for his meal anyway. He can order whatever he desires."
In shock, Sora's jaw dropped as Raiden proceeded to order his own meal. He was resolute, truly having no intention of spending a single penny on Sora.
Fueled by anger and pride, Sora, swallowing his shock, and opted for a simple bowl of ramen. He was afraid Raiden would really leave him to pay for everything.
He huffed. Who needed his money anyway? A bowl of ramen was enough for breakfast. It was better to buy his own food than let a pervert buy it for him.
Hiro remained silent, tactically deciding to not involve himself in their feud. He understood why they hated each other. As for him, he was starting to think maybe he had misunderstood Raiden all these years.
Their orders arrived not long after and they dug in, enjoying the flavourful taste of the food.