Konoha: The Soul King from the Uchiha Clan

Chapter 233 Taking a Step Forward

Picking corn kernels, which seems simple, is actually a skill as important as scrubbing someone in the back.

Those born in the 00s may have rarely done this in their past lives, but those born in the 80s and 90s did it quite a lot when they were young. If you don't have any skills, your fingers will quickly become red and painful, and you might even get blisters.

It's best to use tools, such as the soles of yellow rubber shoes, to get started on the corn, and then leave the rest to strength and miracles.

Or you can use a drill or screwdriver. Just start a hole in the corn and drill down. It's quick and easy.

Mikoto's technique for numbing corn was beyond Uchiha Gen's expectations; it was far too rusty, as if she had never done it before.

That's true; the Uchiha clan is a noble family with many rules and regulations.

Mikoto comes from a respectable family, and Fugaku is also a young master from a wealthy family. Both are rather old-fashioned, so it's normal that they don't know how to cook corn.

Fortunately, Mikoto is diligent and eager to learn, and she is also quick to understand. Although she is not quite a master, she is quite good at it.

Half an hour later, the corn kernels in the corn cob scattered everywhere, and quite a few fell on Mikoto.

After showering and tidying up, the two put on their pajamas, and Uchiha Gen led Mikoto by the hand to the bedroom.

The bedroom has a proper bed, not a makeshift mattress on the floor, as Uchiha Gen doesn't like sleeping on the floor.

After turning off the lights, Uchiha Gen lay on the bed with Mikoto's waist in his arms. They were covered with a soft brocade quilt, and a faint fragrance lingered around their noses. He felt a sense of peace.

Mikoto, who had been waiting for Uchiha Gen's move, felt both anxious and expectant, but Uchiha Gen did not make a move for a long time, and she couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

Am I just not attractive enough?

But wait, Xuan was so fond of his body when he was taking a shower just now, how could he have changed so quickly?

Mikoto wanted to ask, but she felt that it would be too unladylike, too... that, and she was torn between these two thoughts.

After hesitating for a while, Mikoto gritted her teeth and asked, "Are you asleep?"

"Not yet, almost there, what's wrong?" Uchiha Gen said with his eyes closed.

"Do you... dislike me because I'm too old, because I've been married, or because I've had children?"

"No."

"Then why...?"

"Don't overthink it, I was just thinking of Yekura."

"As my first official girlfriend, shouldn't I let her have a taste first?"

"Otherwise, I'd feel so bad for her."

To increase credibility, Uchiha Gen tightened his grip on Mikoto a little more.

"Are you telling the truth?"

"certainly."

"Actually, I've had feelings for Mikoto for a long time. I remember it was when I was training at the training ground."

"do you remember?"

Upon hearing this, Mikoto recalled the scene when they first met at the training ground, and couldn't help but believe it most of the time.

"Remember."

"Ugh, you weren't already plotting against me back then, were you?"

Uchiha Mikoto twisted her body in Uchiha Gen's arms, seemingly both angry and coquettish.

"That's not called having designs, that's called yearning for beautiful things, because you, Mikoto, are so feminine."

"I can't even touch it, can't I even think about it?"

"Think about it, it's not illegal, is it?" Uchiha Gen said confidently.

"Okay, so what were you thinking at the time?"

"I thought about a lot of things back then, especially when you left."

"Watching you walk away, I was thinking..."

At this point, Uchiha Gen leaned close to Mikoto's ear and whispered a few words.

Upon hearing this, Mikoto's face instantly flushed red. She twisted her body in protest, feigning anger and shyness, and said, "Your thoughts are too wicked!"

"How could you come up behind me...?"

"That's so embarrassing!"

"Hehe, I didn't mean to either. It's just that you were so charming back then that I couldn't help but have wild thoughts."

"How about this, after I return from the Land of Wind, you wear the same clothes and skirt you wore that day, and tonight we'll..."

Feeling the spear behind her, Mikoto confirmed that her charm had indeed been great back then, and that she had been acting normally just now.

"As the head of the police department and the Uchiha clan leader, how could you possibly have time to go to the Land of Wind?" Mikoto said, changing the subject.

"Of course I'll sort things out and make a trip during the Lunar New Year holiday. With Qiangliang there, the round trip will be quick and won't interfere with the holiday."

"Is it okay?"

Having said that, Uchiha Gen swung his spear, displaying a rapid, precise, and beautiful spear technique.

Mikoto was flustered and dared not continue practicing her marksmanship, lest she be unable to sleep tonight and affect her ability to get up early tomorrow.

"Okay, I promise you, just don't move around."

Uchiha Gen stopped his gunplay, his eyes darting around, and pressed his advantage, saying, "Misaka, I think you would look even more beautiful and charming if you wore black stockings and high heels."

She already exudes a mature and charming aura, but if she wears high heels and black stockings, wouldn't that be the ultimate look?

"real?"

"Seriously, I think she must have me completely smitten."

"Well... okay." Mikoto nodded after a slight hesitation.

He has a girlfriend in Sunagakure, and he'll definitely have one in Konoha in the future.

For her own future and that of her two children, she had to please him and work hard to secure his favor.

Since I'm usually free anyway, I might as well dress up and take better care of myself.

"Misaka-nee, you're so kind."

"It's getting late, let's rest."

"it is good."

The next morning, Mikoto got up early to make breakfast for Uchiha Gen and his two sons.

However, Uchiha Gen's biological clock also started early, and he couldn't fall back asleep after waking up, so he simply got up and went to the kitchen with him to help out.

Ninjas value self-reliance. Whether it's the Uchiha, Hyuga, or other ninja clans, even the head of the clan's household is accustomed to making their own breakfast instead of having servants do it.

This is different from the traditional aristocracy.

Mikoto Uchiha, who was busy working in the kitchen, glanced at Gen Uchiha and felt a strange, indescribable feeling welling up inside her.

She used to do everything by herself; Fugaku wouldn't help, nor could he.

It's definitely better and more fun to have two people busy in the kitchen than to have just one.

With the two of them working together, breakfast was quickly prepared ahead of schedule.

Mikoto went to Sasuke's bedroom to get busy, while Itachi had already gotten up and dressed.

Before long, the four of them sat down at the dining table together.

"Wow, this is a feast!"

Sasuke's eyes widened, he swallowed hard, and couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

Breakfast in this world is more Western-style, with not many options; it usually consists of milk, bread, and sliced ​​eggs.

The country where Uchiha Gen lived in his previous life was different; each place had its own unique breakfast, enough to easily eat a different one every day for a month.

Today, Uchiha Gen made soy milk, fried dough sticks, steamed buns, steamed bread, steamed bread, and porridge for breakfast.

Add to that the scrambled eggs, dumplings, and rice balls made by Mikoto Uchiha, and it's quite a feast!

Itachi didn't speak, but his eyes were still fixed on the breakfast he had never eaten before.

"Hehe... Let's eat."

"Let me teach you how to eat this; soy milk and fried dough sticks are a perfect match..."

As he spoke, Uchiha Gen picked up a fried dough stick and put it into the bowl of soy milk.

Mikoto, Itachi, and Sasuke did as instructed, then picked up a fried dough stick soaked in soy milk and took a bite.

"Mmm...it's delicious," Mikoto exclaimed, squinting her eyes.

"It's even tastier than the three-colored dumplings and natto," Itachi exclaimed.

These two are the weasels' favorite foods.

As for Sasuke, he had no intention of speaking and was focused on eating.

Seeing this, Uchiha Gen smiled faintly, eating slowly and gracefully.

In terms of food, his previous life's country could truly be described as having "not a single culinary expert."

This is nothing...

(End of this chapter)