In a crossover anime, the only way to become stronger is by marrying a wife.

For a moment, she even considered seeking help directly from Tsukikawa Shu.

Fortunately, the situation has been stabilized for the time being.

"I'll make my move next, starting with those weaker monsters, to prove I still have fighting power."

Yukino looked at the items Tsukikawa Shu had given her in the system's inventory.

But she wasn't sure. Although owning a rare item was enough to make a player a top-tier player, with so many rare items and weapons, Yukinoshita Haruno should at least be ranked in the top three in the entire region.

But I still don't know.

……

"Boss, why don't we let that woman prove her strength? I think she's just bluffing."

The man in the red headscarf sat with Lowell, looking quite suspicious.

This sudden attack was something that Lowell and some others had planned long ago.

Lowell rallied his supporters, intending to test Yukinoshita's true abilities first.

Since joining the group, Yukinoshita Haruno seems to have never made a move, and no one knows what her strength is.

Gradually, doubts about Yukinoshita Haruno's abilities began to emerge within the team.

If she really is just a weakling, merely a silver-tongued pretty face, then could I replace her?

On the contrary, they can enslave him and use him as a tool for a detective.

Even... hehe...

She's so beautiful, even if she's just a pretty face, she's not entirely useless.

But if her strength is truly unfathomable, and I suddenly launch an attack, then I might not just be dealt with, but could be killed outright.

This is the inner world; even the slightest offense to a powerful figure could lead to your death.

Even though the chances were slim, Lowell still didn't dare to risk directly offending Yukino Yukinoshita, and could only send his underlings to try and make trouble.

But even with such a challenge, Yukinoshita Haruno managed to fool them, and they still didn't know the true extent of her attack.

"We'll see when we fight the boss. You all should give way and let her go first."

Lowell muttered, "I'll see how much damage she can do."

……

……

Before even entering the depths of the ruins, Tsukikawa Shu looked down on these low-level skeleton soldiers guarding the tomb.

With so little experience points, I no longer value the materials I'm given.

So, the group wasn't in a hurry to move forward, but stayed behind. They leisurely listened to the deafening shouts of battle ahead, as a dark mass of people clashed with those white, skeletal soldiers.

"It's rare to see such a grand scene," said Tsukikawa Shu.

“It’s really rare to see so many people fighting together.” Hiratsuka Shizuya nodded.

When it was time to eat, the other players sat down on the spot, took out the prepared dry food from their pockets or system backpacks, and ate it with cold water.

These dry rations are hard and crumbly, all found or obtained by completing missions. They taste terrible, but they are filling and can maintain the energy needed for combat. They are also easy to carry, take up little space, and have a long shelf life.

So despite the unpalatable taste, most players still prepared this kind of item. Compared to the unpalatable food, the treasure obtained from defeating the ruins was more important, so the patience was worth it; as long as there was something to eat, that was enough.

But all of this suddenly lost its appeal after seeing what Tsukikawa Shuu and his group did.

Tsukikawa Shu and his group pulled out a number of items from their system inventory.

Barbecue grill, iron pot, bowls and chopsticks, all kinds of vegetables, meats, fruits, and even a gas cylinder was brought over to start the fire.

These actions left those around them dumbfounded.

Everyone else complained that their backpacks were too small and didn't dare put anything unimportant in them. The only items they could put in their system backpacks were things they could rely on to survive in these ruins.

Some people even carry their food and water bottles with them to make room, so they don't put them in the system space and take up space.

The storage space in the system's inventory will gradually increase as the player's level increases, but even top-tier players who have reached level 30 or above don't dare to be so extravagant.

"Just what level are these guys? How dare they put in so many trivial things?"

"Does that mean they want to have a hot meal here?"

"I've never had a hot meal outside of the ruins, unless I come here!"

"Same here, I eat cold food every day. This kind of dry food is what I eat the most, it's really awful."

……

All eyes were on a few people.

Tsukikawa Shu and the others were already used to these strange looks.

Others may be envious and watch, but Tsukikawa Shuu and the others always only eat hot food.

We've been eating hot food since the first day we entered the Otherworld, though back then it was just heating canned food with wood.

Now it's even more "luxurious," with even the tools brought over.

The people present were all around level 60, and they had plenty of system space, so they put all the food items into the system to look at.

Everyone is still doing their job.

Several people tied on their aprons and happily got to work.

Tsukikawa Shuu was in charge of washing vegetables and cutting fruit, while Ijichi Nijika was in charge of cooking. Fujiwara Chika stood by and assisted, watching and learning, wondering how long she would need to learn before she could make a loving breakfast, lunch, and dinner for Tsukikawa Shuu.

If I really can't learn it, how about a late-night snack? Fujiwara Chika thought to herself.

The others did the same, surrounding Ijichi Nijika.

Goto Ichiri tried listening for a while, then gave up.

Always clumsy, she couldn't possibly understand anything too profound, nor could she handle things that required physical effort! *Sigh*

So after watching for a short while, I was completely confused, my eyes darting around.

How on earth does Hongxia manage to slice potatoes so thinly? How does she cut meat into evenly sized pieces? And... why did she suddenly start frying eggs...? Uh, where am I in my learning?

Watching her friend's dazzling actions, she had already missed quite a few steps in just a few minutes.

In the end, Tsukikawa Shu smiled, came over and pulled Goto Ichiri to her side, and had her cut fruit with her.

"You, just wait and enjoy your meal." Tsukikawa Shu flicked the tip of her nose.

"Ugh... but I still want to learn..." Goto Ichiri said slowly, touching his slightly itchy nose.

"Stop studying, I'll support you," Tsukikawa Shuu said with a smile.

"I can support myself." Goto Ichiri pouted, but then rubbed her hands together and added, "Probably..."

Thinking back, I've imagined my future life.

That's what I imagined back then.

He was useless, only good at staying at home playing guitar, and was eventually eliminated by society, becoming a good-for-nothing who could only stay at home.

Because of a major blow he suffered one day, he became even more afraid of seeing people, afraid of working, and afraid of going out. In the end, he became like a snail, squatting around all day, hugging his little cup.

To alleviate his inner turmoil, he developed a fondness for beer, often drinking until he was completely drunk.

Alcoholics, sleep deprivation, unemployed—a complete social outcast!

"Um……"

Goto Ichiri imagined his future.

From this perspective, being kept by a sugar daddy or sugar mama seems like a pretty good option.

"Alright, alright, don't overthink it. Anyway, whether you can cook or not, you're mine, and I have to take responsibility for you." Tsukikawa Shuu looked at her dazed expression and couldn't help but reach out and pinch her cheek.

Pinch one side with each hand, and then stretch it into a big, round face.

“Ugh…” Goto Ichiri continued to hum foolishly.

As for cooking, as long as someone knows how, that's enough. Goto Ichiri didn't need to learn this skill.

The others continued to learn, especially Yui Yuigahama, who wasn't good at cooking, and Chika Fujiwara, who was eager to cook loving meals. They listened most attentively, constantly absorbing the experience from their seniors.

Their cooking skills are not as good as Ichiji Nijika's, and they are currently learning from her.

Even Hiratsuka Shizuka, who is usually lazy and unkempt, came over.

It wasn't that she couldn't cook; she was just too lazy. So, when she lived alone, she was too lazy to cook and mostly ordered takeout.

However, I'm still drawn here by Nijika Ichi's cooking skills.

"Not bad, but I'm still not as good as you at cooking," Hiratsuka Shizuka praised.

“Hiratsuka-sensei is a mature adult, and I’m sure there are still many things I need to learn from her,” Ichiji Nikka said with a smile.

"Haha, want to learn how to drink and smoke with me? I can teach you those two." Hiratsuka Shizuka laughed.

"Is this how you fry eggs?" Fujiwara Chika poured the eggs into the pan and poked at the yolks.

"That's right, but don't poke the yolk anymore, or it will spill and won't look good." Ichiji Nijika said seriously, while looking at the fried egg. "A fried egg should be like this, with the yolk and white separated. That's a good result."

"Yes, yes! I'll do my best!" Fujiwara Chika smiled brightly. "Thank you, Nijika."