My transformation into a beautiful girl started with a hemorrhage.

Otherwise, would Misaki High School care about Soubi's little bit of money?

The girls' uniform at Misaki High School consists of a pure white shirt and a dark blue jacket decorated with a circle of gold tassels. The handmade style of the jacket is clearly expensive. The buttons are black, and the second button has a miniature gold school badge.

The skirt is quite playful, reaching mid-thigh in light blue and black plaid. The princess-style design is complemented by a diagonally attached metal ornament to avoid monotony. The leather belt features a simple yet elegant metal buckle that echoes the ornament, creating a look that is neither jarring nor tacky.

The socks were cotton, black over-the-knee socks made of mercerized cotton, and the shoes were small and delicate round-toe mid-heel leather shoes.

There are two types, one for summer and one for winter, with two pieces of each type.

The new school uniform is gorgeous and comfortable to wear. Looking at the stunning girl in the uniform in the mirror, Hui sighed in her heart: Clothes really do make the man!

Actually, Hui's original school uniform was also very nice, but she hasn't had a chance to wear it at all in the month or so since she transmigrated.

So, this is the first time Hui has worn a girls' high school uniform!

In Hui's home, Misa graduated from Tokyo Women's University.

The school's official statement is that it aims to cultivate women's charm in terms of appearance, speech, behavior, family upbringing, and cultural understanding, showcasing a feminine allure that aligns with Japanese ethics, with a focus on highlighting the purity and kindness of women. Graduates of this school possess both traditional virtues and modern societal values. Their refined and virtuous character enhances their charm and social standing, better reflecting their social standing.

After all that talk, she's actually a highly educated and well-mannered housewife!

Therefore, Misa was very strict with her daughter's education from a young age, with strict requirements on her daily behavior, etiquette, manners, and way of speaking.

Chapter 26 Foreign Habits

The first few weeks after Hui transmigrated were truly agonizing; she had to think twice before doing anything. Later, however, it gradually became a habit.

I'm used to women's clothing, used to skirts, used to putting on makeup before going out, used to squatting down to urinate, used to wiping my bottom from front to back...

So now Hui wears the girls' school uniform without feeling awkward at all; on the contrary, she finds the clothes beautiful and loves them. This is a typical girl's mentality!

"Hui, come down for dinner," Misa's voice rang out from downstairs.

"Okay, I'll be right down."

Hui took off her school uniform, changed into her usual dress, and went downstairs.

My wife, Kusaburo, is here today too. Come to think of it, this is the first time the three of us have eaten together since Kei transmigrated. Before, Kei was either hospitalized or Kusaburo was busy and not at home.

In Japan, traditional family meals are served in individual portions. This means that the food is divided into several portions in advance, including a bowl of rice, a bowl of miso soup, and two or three side dishes. The more side dishes there are, the more presentable the meal is considered. If several dishes are served, it can be quite difficult for guests to choose which one to try first.

The correct order of eating is to first take a small sip of hot soup, then eat the next dish. However, do not focus on finishing the same dish at once. Instead, eat each dish in sequence to ensure that the portions are equal so that you can finish all the dishes at the same time.

While serving meals separately may seem elegant, formal, and hygienic, it is actually a very arduous task for housewives who are responsible for cooking.

Being a housewife in Japan is definitely not as easy and pleasant as you might imagine!

With the increasingly fast pace of modern life and the rise of women's rights and status, more and more families are adopting the communal cooking style of their neighbors.

One dish for the whole family to eat together! The practice of serving food separately is only implemented during holidays or when there are guests.

Originally, Kusaburo felt sorry for Misa's heavy housework and thought it was unnecessary to adopt such a troublesome system as separate meals. However, where did Misa graduate from?

An outstanding graduate of a professional homemaker's school! Even when it's just Hui and herself at home, she always eats separately and strictly follows dining etiquette.

In Japan, it is customary to express two feelings aloud before and after a meal. Before eating, one should say "Itadkimasu!", which means to appreciate the meal.

After the meal, say "Go-chiso-samadeshita!" to thank the host for preparing such a delicious meal.

The correct use of chopsticks, touching one's nose when nervous, choosing topics during meals, avoiding behaviors such as burping, and putting away used tableware after meals, etc.

Surprisingly, this neon-lit world allows for wolfing down food. Of course, women, for the sake of their image, eat slowly and deliberately, taking small bites.

"Hui, are we going to visit Grandpa and Grandma tonight?" Misa asked.

"Oh, then remember to call me. I want to take a nap after dinner," Huida said.

"Hui, are you feeling unwell?" Cao Deng asked with concern.

"It's okay, Dad. I'm probably just carsick. I'll be fine after a nap!" Hui replied.

OR

After lunch, Hui returned to her room and lay down on her comfortable bed.

"Ah, so comfortable!" Hui said happily, covering her head with her hand.

Slowly, Hui fell asleep...

The midday sun in July was scorching, and the afternoon passed quickly.

"Hui, Hui! Wake up!"

"Mmm—, this queen ooo," Hui said in her sleep.

Misa, her face filled with maternal love, looked tenderly at her daughter who was talking in her sleep, and said, "Hui, Hui—"

"Hmm, who is it!" Hui opened her sleepy eyes and saw Misa standing by the bed.

"Mom, Mom—what is it?"

"Hui, get up quickly, we're going to Grandpa's."

"Yes, Grandpa, Grandpa!" Hui remembered that she had to go to Grandpa's place that evening.

Hui struggled to get up and realized it was already six o'clock in the afternoon. She had slept all afternoon. After washing her face, she felt much more refreshed.

After putting on her outfit for going out, which was, of course, a dress, the original owner probably had a special fondness for dresses! Her wardrobe was almost entirely filled with dresses of various colors and styles, a real hodgepodge, and Hui still hadn't finished wearing them all.

And as she wore them more and more, Hui also became fascinated with the comfortable and carefree feeling of wearing skirts.

Hui's grandfather called me Ishito. He had run a noodle shop in Aomori City for generations. The shop wasn't big, but the business was good.

Hui's grandmother passed away from illness several years ago.

However, my wife Ishito is getting old, and the shop is becoming too difficult to run, so I hope my wife Kusato will come back to take over the family business.

Hui's family went out, walked through several streets, and arrived at a noodle shop with the words "A Bowl to the Soul" written in traditional Chinese characters in less than 10 minutes.

The noodle shop has a distinctly modern feel, but it is very clean and tidy.

The store was closed today, so Caodeng went inside with his wife and daughter.

The entire restaurant occupies a large area and is rectangular in shape. The kitchen is located at the back and is separated from the dining room by a glass window with openings for serving food. Square dining tables are placed on the other three sides and in the middle. A small table in the corner has a free water dispenser and teapot. On the wall connected to the kitchen, there are menus and pictures. Hui glanced at them and saw that there were dozens of items. The other walls are decorated with calligraphy and landscape paintings. The soft, light yellow light from the ceiling illuminates the entire room without any blind spots. The light is very bright but not glaring, and you can look directly at the light.

At this moment, an elderly man with white eyebrows and beard, and a purplish-red face, entered from the back room, looking very energetic.

This person is Hui's grandfather: Ishito.

"Grandpa (Dad)! Hello!" X2, Misa and Kei greeted Ishito Wagatsuma politely at the same time.

"Yes, it's Hui and Misa! Good, good, good!" The stone man smiled.

"Dad," Cao Deng called out.

"Yes, you're back!" the stone man said to the grass lamp.

"You haven't eaten yet, have you? Come on, there's food prepared upstairs." After saying that, Shi Ren led Hui and the others to the back room and upstairs.

Afterwards, the family went to their room on the second floor, and Cao Deng hesitated several times as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

The rooms on the second floor are the same size as the front room on the first floor, just enough for one person to live in. If Hui and the others were to move in, it would feel crowded.

This is why Caodeng wants to buy a new house.

A meal has been prepared in the room on the second floor.

The family sat down and finished their meal.

My wife, Shiren, asked the grass lamp, "You're not leaving this time, are you?"

Wajima Kusaburo looked at her father with remorse and finally said, "I'm not leaving anymore. I've been gone for so long and so far. I want to come back."

Gasai Ishito smiled and said, "It's good that you're back. It's not as colorful as Tokyo, but you'll like it once you get used to it."

In that instant, the estrangement and resentment between the father and son vanished.

Over the meal, the father and son chatted about everything under the sun. Misa smiled silently. "Hui... um, Hui... is lying there like a corpse..."

Chapter 27 Buying a Computer

While Hui's family was having dinner with the old man, Fujiki Kouta also returned home after finishing his work.

Kouta Fujiki comes from a single-parent family.

Asuka's mother, Anna Fujiki, had been in poor health for many years and passed away a year after giving birth to her.

After three years of grief, the father, Kenichi Fujiki, vowed never to remarry and took on the responsibility of raising his two children alone. He often stared blankly at his deceased wife's photo.

Kenjiro Fujiki was just an ordinary worker, and raising two children was already very difficult for him.

Fortunately, Fujiki Kenichi's ancestors left behind a house, which was the house next to the one where Kei moved to her new home. So, although Fujiki Kenichi's working life wasn't wealthy, it was just enough to support his family.

"I'm back!" Kouta Fujiki said into the house.

"Brother, welcome back!" A sweet little girl's voice rang out. This was Fujiki Kouta's younger sister: Fujiki Asuka.

"Hmm, Asuka, have you been behaving well at home?" Kouta said, patting Asuka's head.

"Brother, I'm already in the first year of junior high! I'm all grown up now. Don't touch my head, or I won't grow taller," Asuka pouted.

Fujiki Kota smiled softly.

Upon entering the living room, Kouta Fujiki greeted a photograph of a gentle woman on the side of the room, saying, "I'm home, Mom!"

Dinner was already prepared on the old table in the living room: a plate of pickled vegetables, a small bowl of vegetable soup, a small piece of fish, and a bowl of rice—that was the Fujiki family's dinner.

Because Anna Fujiki passed away early and their father had to work hard, Kouta Fujiki and Asuka Fujiki started taking on household chores at a young age. Cooking, washing clothes, and cleaning the room were all the responsibility of the two siblings.

Dinner wasn't lavish, but it was very cozy.

Since Kenichi Fujiki wouldn't be back until very late, Kouta and Asuka ate first.

All day long, Kouta's mind was filled with the stunningly beautiful girl he had seen that morning, like an elf, like a fairy...

At that moment, Kouta Fujiki suddenly asked his sister, "Asuka, do you know who moved in next door?"

“Oh! They are the family of Mr. Wagatsuma from the noodle shop. They just returned from Tokyo to settle down,” Asuka said after thinking for a moment.

"What's wrong, brother?" Asuka asked again.

"Oh, no, it's nothing," Kouta said, sounding somewhat flustered.

Asuka and Kouta are siblings who have lived together for many years, so she can guess what the older brother is thinking.