I've never felt happy to become an immortal.

Chapter 227
Dinner was eaten in the courtyard.

We had a barbecue.

However, Shangguan Ying didn't like greasy food, so she simply ate a bowl of noodles.

Bai Xuan tasted the flavor of A5 grade Kobe beef... It was alright, not as delicious as he had imagined.

I asked how much it cost.

Chinatsu Hanekawa said she didn't know, but there was still half a cow hidden in the cold storage room. A female student in the research lab had applied for a teaching assistant position, and her family was a large dog breeder who specialized in raising Kobe beef. She brought a whole cow as a gift for her.

I've been eating this for over half a year and there's still half left.

Bai Xuan ate five pounds of beef all by himself, enjoying it immensely.

It was only then that I realized my energy conversion efficiency was extremely high, so much so that even after eating five pounds, I only felt 70% full, and this feeling of fullness was disappearing rapidly.

I don't know where this converted energy went, but it made me even more energetic. Strange... Could it all have been converted into mental energy?

Humans have a brain, a high-energy-consuming organ, which accounts for about 40% of our energy supply. The more we use our brains, the more energy we consume. When I was in school, if I missed any meal, I would feel dizzy and lightheaded from hunger because of insufficient energy supply.

The reason why humans experience muscle atrophy due to lack of exercise is also because excessive mental activity leads to highly active expression of the myostatin gene.

It can be summed up in just a few words: the simpler your mind, the more developed your limbs.

Is my increased appetite due to increased energy consumption caused by enhanced mental strength?

Oh no, will I become a complete glutton?

Bai Xuan felt a little worried, which scared him so much that he showed off another pound of steak.

After dinner.

Sitting on the corridor, watching the century-old cherry blossom tree in the twilight.

Bai Xuan asked, "This cherry blossom tree doesn't look dead, so why can't it bloom?"

"I don't know." Chinatsu Hanekawa spread her hands: "We had it tested, and it should be healthy."

"Soil and water?"

"We've been here for a hundred years, we should have adapted to the local environment by now."

Hanekawa Chinatsu explained, “We haven’t seen it bloom since we moved here. Not only does it not bloom, but the cherry trees of the same species nearby also don’t bloom. Even though it’s cherry blossom season right now, we have to go to other areas to see cherry blossoms.”

Ren Qinglan also showed a helpless expression when she heard about this matter.

Even if an old lady wanted to see a Japanese male celebrity perform pole dancing here, she could find a way to make it happen by spending money. But to make an old tree bloom... that's really not a matter of filial piety.

Shangguan Ying said, "There's no need to worry so much. I just missed you all, so I called you over to see you. As for the fact that it doesn't want to bloom... then let it not bloom."

She coughed lightly: "And I think I... never mind, it's nothing."

After nightfall, everyone had nothing to do.

Bai Xuan accompanied Ren Qinglan, who suddenly had a strong urge to shop, to Ginza. They bought a lot of items, and by the time they returned, it was already past 8 p.m.

After taking a bath, she started preparing for bed.

Bai Xuan took the initiative to grind the pearl into powder, then mixed it with milk and sent it to the three of them.

After 10 p.m., all three women turned off their lights and went to bed on time.

A scholar and a businessman, both of them surprisingly maintained the habit of going to bed on time.

They generally don't stay up late, because staying up late is a major enemy of beauty. After a certain age, staying up late will have an irreversible negative impact on appearance.

As for Bai Xuan...

He doesn't care, since he's not a kept man and looks don't matter.

He stood by the second-floor window, gazing thoughtfully at the ancient cherry blossom tree.

Then he lay down on the bed.

He had barely sat down on the bed when he heard the door open. His senses were so acute that he could detect even the slightest movement.

I instinctively reached to turn on the light when I heard a sound.

"it's me."

"mom?"

"Make room for me." Half of Bai Xuan's blankets were forcibly taken away.

Bai Xuan was puzzled. Was this the mother who only remembered to give him the missing maternal love when he was twenty?
"Don't overthink it. I'm just worried that someone might sneak over and ambush you at night." Ren Qinglan decided to personally act as the gatekeeper, looking at her handsome little pig, she couldn't let it be taken by an ambitious cabbage.

Bai Xuan had no choice but to agree.

At this point, we should borrow a famous quote from Sett.

"Love you mom, see you tomorrow."

"Well, see you tomorrow."

……

Bai Xuan closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep.

He was fully aware that he was dreaming.

Given his mental strength, he doesn't usually dream easily.

If you want to dream, you build a mental space in your subconscious and fill it with all sorts of things. He used to have a lot of freedom in playing with his dreams. Can you believe he even challenged Doraemon to a fight in his dream?
However, this time it was clearly not a dream.

This is a courtyard with indistinct boundaries, and even the style of the painting is somewhat simplistic.

He looked around at the gray courtyard and felt that the architectural style was very ancient.

In the center of the grassy field stood a tree, and a girl was squatting under the cherry blossom tree.

The girl was wearing a thin, plain-colored dress, which was very simple and even worn out.

The girl covered her face with her hands and was sobbing softly.

Bai Xuan took a few steps closer: "What's wrong? Why are you crying?"

"I want to wear pretty clothes," the little girl said with tears in her eyes. "I want my best friends to admire me dressed in fine clothes."

"Then wear it," Bai Xuan said. "Why wouldn't you wear it?"

"But, but..." the little girl cried, "I'll get sick."

"what?"

“My best friend will get sick.” She wiped away her tears and shook her head vigorously. “I can’t wear pretty clothes. If my best friend wears pretty clothes, she will get sick.” “Oh, I see.” Bai Xuan scratched his cheek.

Then, on the other side of the dream, some indistinct figures suddenly appeared.

The little girl hid behind Bai Xuan in fear.

The group of people walked over, passing by, and their voices rang out.

"It seems the variety isn't very good."

"Yes, it's been more than two years."

"I was really looking forward to spring this year, but now it's all wasted."

"If she can't appear beautifully in everyone's sight, what's the point of her existence...?"

"Change it."

The voices of the crowd gradually faded into the distance.

Bai Xuan turned around and looked at the little girl hiding behind him. She was pouting, as if she might burst into tears at any moment.

"If you feel wronged, just cry." Bai Xuan rubbed her head. "Don't pay any attention to what those people are saying."

"I know everyone wants to see me in pretty clothes, and I've been preparing new clothes for a long time, but, but... my best friend..."

She clutched the hem of her clothes, and sadly, small pearls fell from her eyes.

Bai Xuan squatted down and rubbed her cheeks; they were very bouncy.

"Who is your best friend? Tell me what kind of illness she has, and I'll go and cure her, okay?"

"Can it be cured?" The little girl wiped her eyes. "Last time, she was so sick. I'm so afraid it will be like last time."

"Don't worry, I can cure you."

With so many precious medicines at hand, curing a person is a piece of cake.

What modern medicine can't handle, let's leave it to the mystical arts of another world.

With science and metaphysics combined, how could this not be cured?

"Really?" The little girl held up her finger. "Then let's pinky swear, okay?"

Gently shake the little finger, and the child's voice echoes in your ears.

"A liar will swallow a thousand needles."

Bai Xuan felt an increasing sense of familiarity and asked, "So, who is your friend? And what's their name?"

"My friend's name is Sakura... she's a very pretty and cute girl."

As she spoke, she suddenly felt the dream sway: "Ah, it's almost over."

She stood up and began to back away: "Well, although I'm very reluctant to part, but... see you later."

The distance between her and Bai Xuan began to widen, an image of the dream about to collapse and the person about to return to reality and awaken.

"What's your name?" Bai Xuan finally called out.

"My name is..." The little girl waved her hand, standing in the green grass, her voice carrying far away.

……

Bai Xuan opened his eyes, and a fragrant aroma wafted into his nostrils.

He murmured, "Sakura..."

The girl in my dream was named Sakura.

She looked very young, and her whole being exuded the fragrance of life and nature.

"It smells so good..."

"What kind of fragrance?"

"The scent of cherry blossoms."

"I used cherry blossom scented bath soap yesterday."

Bai Xuan only then realized that someone was talking to him. He turned around and saw a different person lying in the bed than the one from last night, who was holding his right hand.

He immediately withdrew his right hand from the soft warmth: "You..."

"Shh." Chinatsu Hanekawa held up a finger: "Don't make a fuss, or you'll wake your sister-in-law."

Bai Xuan looked to his left; his beautiful mother was still asleep.

Good guy!
Bai Xuan looked at Bai Qianxia. His mother had really predicted it. She really did come for a night raid, and even though she knew her mother was watching over her son, she still insisted on crawling into bed.

"I knew she knew I was coming for a night raid, so I specially gave you the biggest guest room. The bed here is huge, more than enough for three people to sleep in!"

She even proudly revealed her plan, saying that she had considered everything perfectly.

Just as Bai Xuan was about to say something, she got out of bed first: "But I still have to leave before she finds out."

She was about to leave the room when she suddenly turned back: "Wait, should I avoid her?"

Hanekawa Chinatsu walked to the window, drew back the curtains, and sunlight streamed in, shining on her and making her skin appear like a transparent block of ice, about to melt in the bright sunlight. Her skin was fair and tender with a blush like an apple.

She looks prettier and younger than yesterday, as if she has suddenly returned to the youthful glow of eighteen, with plenty of collagen.

Bai Xuan saw the pretty mother's eyelashes tremble, realizing she was about to wake up, and quickly left the room before it turned into a battlefield.

Get dressed as quickly as possible.

I saw my grandmother sitting in the living room as soon as I went downstairs.

"Good morning."

"Good morning." Shangguan Ying quietly looked at the morning newspaper in her hand and listened to the morning news on TV.

Before entering the washroom, Bai Xuan suddenly remembered his good friend named 'Sakura'.

He suddenly asked, "Grandma..."

"what's up?"

Are you sick?

"Ok?"

(End of this chapter)