Ke Xue: My standards for dating are not problematic!

Chapter 222 The Maids' Jealousy, Last Night's Sensual Pleasures
The next day.

Kitahara Natsuyu regained consciousness, slowly opened his eyes, and with a slight movement felt a soft body beside him. He turned his head to look.

Reiko Kujo was right beside him, with tear stains on her cheeks and around her eyes; she had cried for quite a long time last night.

The noise was so loud that the maids outside probably heard it too.

But it's not a big problem. After all, this is the Kujo family's house. If they heard it, so be it. It's not a big deal.

Moreover, he is now the prospective son-in-law of the Kujo family.

"You really worked hard yesterday."

Kitahara Natsuhiro turned to look at Kujo Reiko, gently stroking her forehead with a smile.

As if she had heard him, Kujou Reiko, still half asleep, stirred twice beside him before falling back into a deep sleep, having been utterly exhausted the previous day.

Of course, he also worked hard all night to finally feed Reiko until she was full, or even stuffed.

This is why Reiko Kujo is asleep.

She was too demanding of herself; she wanted to have a child too much.

So Kitahara Natsuhiro satisfied her just like that.

As for whether he could have doubts, he wasn't sure. After all, he was too strong, and it might take some time, or several more attempts.

Let nature take its course; there's no need to rush, there's plenty of time.

"Let me see what time it is."

Kitahara Natsuyu subconsciously reached for his phone, which was not far from him, and opened it to find that it was already past ten in the morning.

"It's already ten o'clock, and no one has come to bother us yet. It seems my future father-in-law is quite sensible; he hasn't let anyone disturb us."

"It seems they know about the big battle that took place here last night."

"However, I am a little hungry."

Kitahara Natsuyu put down his phone, rested his chin on his right hand, turned to look at Reiko, and with his other hand lifted a strand of hair and gently brushed it across Reiko's nose.

Under his teasing, Reiko Kujo's nose twitched, her eyelids trembled, and she slowly opened her eyes.

Upon opening her eyes, she saw Kitahara Natsuyu's handsome face, then yawned and said lazily, "I was so sleepy, why did you wake me up?"

Kitahara Natsumi smiled slightly: "It's already past ten o'clock, do you want to get up and have lunch?"

There's no time for breakfast at 10 o'clock, so we might as well have lunch instead. But this meal will be considered a combination of breakfast and lunch.

"It's already ten o'clock?" Reiko Kujo stirred slightly. "I have no energy at all and don't want to eat."

Gu Gu Gu Gu.
As soon as she finished speaking, her stomach started growling.

Actually, she was hungry last night, since the two of them had been fighting all night and the food they ate that night had long been used up.

That is, I didn't feel hungry until I fell asleep from exhaustion. Now that Kitahara Natsuyu woke me up, my stomach started to protest.

Although she's past the age of blushing and being shy, she still feels a little embarrassed at this moment.

Especially when he was with Kitahara Natsuhiro.

She didn't want to get up in the first place, and now she doesn't want to get up at all.

Kitahara Natsuyu looked at Reiko, who was snuggling in his arms, and said softly, "Okay, I'll bring lunch over later and then feed you, how about that?"

Upon hearing this, Reiko Kujo in her arms responded with a muffled "Mm".

"So what would you like to eat? I'll make it, or you can have the maids make it."

"I want to eat what you make, is that okay?" Kujo Reiko looked up and said softly.

Kitahara Natsuyu said, "Okay, then I'll make you lunch. You wait here for me."

"Mmm." Reiko Kujo nodded, took a deep breath, and then released his embrace.

Then, Kitahara Natsuyu lifted a corner of the blanket, climbed out, and stood naked in the room, his younger brother swaggering around.

Seeing this, Reiko Kujo couldn't help but spit out, "This guy is still full of energy."

Upon hearing this, Kitahara Natsuhiro burst into laughter: "Of course."

"Even if another one comes, I'll still be full of energy, you should know that very well."

He is, after all, half-human and half-ghost, possessing the dual characteristics of both humans and Gastly.

In terms of stamina and recovery ability, no one can rival him.

After all, Pokémon can recover quickly even after suffering serious injuries, which humans really can't match, unless you're a complete newbie.

"So," Reiko Kujo licked her lips, her eyes alluring, and said, "how about a morning workout?"

Hearing this, Kitahara Natsuyu shook his head and rejected her suggestion: "Your body can't take it anymore, there's no need to push yourself to this extent for the sake of getting pregnant."

"Take it slow. Too much of a good thing is bad for your health."

"And do you even have the strength to fight again?"

He thought that bullying the weak Reiko Kujo was no different from playing with a corpse, so he chose to refuse the offer.

Upon hearing this, Reiko Kujo sighed, "I was too impatient."

Her current idea is to get pregnant as soon as possible, give birth to the child, and then leave it with her father so that he can take care of the child.

That way she won't be bothered anymore.

After all, she had been bothered by the old man for over thirty years, and it was time for her to suffer a little more.

Her child would be a good candidate.

Although I feel very sorry for my future child, if the child is not meant to play, then there is no point in having the child.

"So don't be too anxious. Let's take it as it comes. If we try a few more times, we'll eventually win," Kitahara Natsumi advised.

"Mm." Reiko Kujo nodded in response.

At this moment, Kitahara Natsuyu opened the sliding door and brought in a set of clothes from outside. These were the clothes he had worn yesterday.

After he took a shower in the bathroom yesterday, his clothes were taken by the maids of the Kujo family to be washed, dried, and ironed.

He brought it to the door early in the morning and placed it neatly there; he sensed it at that moment.

"Shall I help you get dressed?"

Reiko Kujo struggled to get up, but was forcibly pressed down by Natsuhiro Kitahara.

"I'm not some rich young master. I can take care of my own clothes. You just need to rest and wait for me to come back."

Kitahara Natsuyu quickly put on his clothes and left the room.

After he left, Reiko Kujo closed her eyes again, and soon her even breathing could be heard.

And at this time...
Kitahara Natsuhiro had already found a maid from the Kujo family and had her take him to the Kujo family's kitchen.

Inside the kitchen, the three maids looked at each other. One of them hesitated for a long time before finally speaking up: "Young Master Kitahara, leave this to us."

“You don’t need to get your hands dirty.” They were the Kujo family’s full-time maids, and there was no reason for them to let their guests cook for themselves, especially since he was the Kujo family’s future son-in-law.

If the master finds out about this, they'll likely be fired.

They didn't want to be fired because of this.

Although they were just maids, the Kujo family treated them very well, providing room and board, and paying them high wages. They only needed to serve Kujo Kuranosuke.

Even if Kitahara Natsuhiro and Kujo Reiko return, there will only be three people, so it will be quite easy.

So they really don't want to give up such an easy life.

Hearing this, Kitahara Natsuyu turned to look at them and smiled slightly: "I know what you're worried about, but you don't need to worry."

"This is a dish I made with love for Reiko, so you don't need to panic too much."

"I will explain to my uncle myself later."

Upon hearing this, the three maids exchanged glances and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Of course, it's fine to cook for your loved ones with love.

If it were anything else, they would be genuinely afraid of being fired.

The Kujo family does offer good salaries and benefits, but their rules are quite strict.

"I see." One of the maids said, "If Young Master Kitahara doesn't mind, we can also help you out. What do you think?"

Kitahara Natsuhiro understood the meaning behind those words.

If anything unexpected happens, they'll clean up the mess for Kitahara Natsuyu so he doesn't lose his job.

After all, the kitchen is not a place where laymen can run rampant; a single mistake can easily lead to disaster with unimaginable consequences.

“No problem.” Kitahara Natsuyu nodded. “However, I need some ingredients. Could you please prepare them for me?”

"Yes, young master Kitahara."

soon
The maids brought over the ingredients that Kitahara Natsuhiro needed.

A large piece of lean meat, some green peppers, then tomatoes and beef brisket, plus ordinary green vegetables.

These ingredients look very ordinary, but they are all high-end ingredients, after all, it's Kujo's refrigerator.

Kitahara Natsuhiro prepared the following dishes: shredded pork with green peppers, braised beef brisket with tomatoes, and stir-fried vegetables.

Although he doesn't eat green peppers, Reiko Kujo likes them, so he can force himself to eat a little bit.

After all, I've eaten bitter melon before, so eating some green peppers is no big deal. Besides, I have a beautiful woman with me, and she's even feeding me. What's wrong with eating some green peppers?

Green Pepper: Am I also part of your Play?

After seeing the ingredients on the table, the maids began to communicate with each other using eye contact.

[Is Kitahara-sama planning to make stir-fried green peppers and shredded pork, tomato and beef brisket, and then just stir-fry some vegetables?]

[It seems so. I heard that Kitahara-sama is a physical education teacher, and his family has all passed away, so he lives alone. I think he can cook.]

So, it seems we don't need to clean up Kitahara-sama's messes.

After all, if you live alone, you're bound to have some cooking skills. Cooking at home is much cheaper than eating out.

Although the bento boxes outside are cheap, the portions are too small, and you can't get full at all. It would cost a lot of money to get a full meal.

Cooking at home is different; it's quite economical.

[That's probably it. But did you hear what was going on last night?]

After saying this, the maid blushed slightly, clearly having heard the commotion from the previous night.

To be precise, it was Kitahara Natsuhiro and Kujo Reiko who caused the commotion.

The Kujo family's house is a traditional dwelling, with tatami mats and flimsy doors, so the soundproofing isn't very good.

In addition, they had a great time last night, so it's normal for their noise to travel and for the maids to hear it.

I imagine Kujo Kuranosuke heard these voices too.

Upon hearing this, the other two maids also blushed; they had heard those words as well.

But it would be too embarrassing for them to say it out loud, as they are not very old, mostly women between thirty and forty-five years old.

Fortunately, they communicated with their eyes, so Kitahara Natsuhiro couldn't hear them.

But
Although Kitahara Natsumi cannot read minds, she can discern their thoughts from their emotions, so it seems that an outsider has appeared in their seemingly in-team voice chat.

[I heard that. Miss Reiko is so lucky. My husband isn't so lucky.]

[My family is the same. They're always out socializing, getting completely drunk, so we never have a chance to be intimate. If we do try, they avoid me. It's infuriating! This marriage is no different from being a widow.]

The maids were also very annoyed when these things were mentioned.

But this is quite normal, after all, they are not young anymore, they have reached the age where they can suck up dust just by sitting down.

Their husbands, corrupted by wine and women, had no strength left to deal with their wives.

Therefore, they are no different from widows.

Adding to the excitement of last night, they are now feeling restless and really want to find something to vent!

dong dong dong.
Just then, a very rhythmic sound came from not far away, and a cold light shone on their faces.

The group, who were gossiping, were interrupted by the voice and instinctively looked over.

Kitahara Natsuyu unleashed the long-lost Shadowless Hand technique, slicing the green peppers with incredible speed. Each pepper was dismembered into strips and automatically flew to a plate prepared to the side.

The maids were astonished by what they saw.

It was the first time they had ever seen such amazing knife skills.

Although they are cooks, they are not very good at knife skills.

After all, Japanese cuisine doesn't involve much skillful knife work; it's basically just cutting large pieces of meat or fish into large slices and then shaping them into sushi.

As for other dishes, they don't require such refined knife skills. Therefore, in Japan, knife skills are secondary, and even the cooking time is secondary. The most important thing is the freshness of the ingredients.

However, Japan isn't doing so well in terms of novelty.

After all, Godzilla can be raised in water, so what's the novelty?

Is this a freshly baked Godzilla?
After cutting the green peppers, Kitahara Natsumi washed the knife and then started cutting the meat. The meat was also cut into strips, and each strip was the same size, which was quite meticulous.

Next, marinate the shredded meat, and then prepare the other ingredients.

These scenes were quite pleasing to the eye for the maids.

They only knew that Kitahara Natsuhiro could cook, but they didn't expect him to be so good at it.

He couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

They also wanted such a strong and capable husband.

(End of this chapter)