Hikigaya, the Son-in-law of Three Surnames

"That... isn't that great?" Hachiman asked in confusion.

"Indeed, it's very good." Rikka leaned tightly against his chest and spoke softly and gently.

But the girl's loneliness did reach Hachiman's heart. They were usually together, but on Akane's birthday, Rikka came to see him alone.

Suddenly, Rikka left his chest, hugged his hand instead, and said, "Let's go."

"Where are we going?" Hachiman asked.

But Rikka-chan didn't answer and pulled him into the tram. About twenty minutes later, they arrived near a family restaurant. Through the window grilles, Hachiman saw a family having a warm meal. The parents had a daughter and a son, and the daughter was Akane Shinjo.

This was a face of Akane Shinjo that Hachiman had never seen before. She was not a scheming and bitter little devil, but just a cheerful older daughter who would occasionally take the initiative to wipe the ketchup from the corner of her younger brother's mouth.

"That's Xiao Qian's parents and brother. Today is her birthday. Although she took the initiative to invite me, but, heh... you should understand."

This warm atmosphere is poisonous to those who have never experienced such warmth.

"Xiao Qian, she just likes sex. It's a physical need. I think there's nothing we can do about it. After all, she doesn't lack family affection and love. She grew up in a warm environment."

Rika-chan whispered, Hachiman actually wanted to ask, what about you?

However, even without asking, Hachiman seemed to vaguely know the answer.

"I'll tell you a secret. Today is actually my birthday too. What a coincidence, isn't it? It's the same day as Xiao Qian's."

But unlike Akane Shinjo, Rikka-chan does not have any family members who can share this joy with her.

The only Akane Shinjo is enjoying this family love, which makes Rikka feel lonely.

"Doesn't Akane Shinjo know about this?" Hachiman asked.

However, Liuhua-chan pushed the hair on her forehead back and said, "Do you think I can say it?"

That would only prevent Xiao Qian from enjoying her birthday and family love with peace of mind.

Hachiman did not ask about Rikka's family situation, but he learned from Akane Shinjo that her family was very rich. But because of their wealth, it was probably more likely that they would lack things that normal families have.

After a moment's silence, he forcibly took Rikka away.

"Hey, where are you taking me?"

But what surprised Rikka was that the place he took her to was not a love hotel, but a supermarket.

"Well, first of all, eggs and high-gluten flour, as well as whipping cream, and fruit are also needed... There are still candles left over from Liu Mei-chan last time, so they are not needed..."

"Hey, I'm telling you..."

"Although I haven't made it for a long time, my baked cakes always taste good."

Hachiman selected the ingredients and spoke with pretended confidence.

"Where is the cake?"

"It just so happens that Rumi-chan went to her grandparents' house today."

Liuhua glanced at him, with a hint of sarcasm on her lips: "If you just want to fuck me, there's no need to go through so much trouble."

Hachiman was stunned for a moment: "I think it's better for girls not to say such things. Besides, helping you celebrate your birthday can't be considered a bother."

"Why?" Rikka asked in confusion.

After Yawata put all the ingredients for making the cake in the basket, he thought for a moment before answering, "Because I like you."

"What......" The girl was confused by the sudden attack.

Hachiman scratched his cheek a little embarrassedly: "You are very beautiful. When I first saw you, I fell in love at first sight... If I just like your appearance, is that not okay?"

Rika's palms were tightly clasped around her chest, and her cheeks seemed to be stained with a light vermilion ink. She was obviously no different from the men who had coveted her body in the past, but Rika didn't know why, she just felt a little uncomfortable in her chest.

Author's words: Honkai Impact 3rd draw card sinking ship, no one to comfort me (reward monthly ticket blade recommendation is fine, I'm not picky)

Chapter 27: The Play Within a Play, Part 2

In the kitchen of the Hikigaya family, it has been a long time since two people cooked at the same time. Due to work reasons, Rumi-chan would either cook alone and wait for him to come back. Occasionally, when he gets off work early, he would cook first to reward his daughter for her hard work.

Even Takarada Rikka herself wondered why she followed this guy's advice and actually went to his house to make a cake.

More importantly, he also wants to teach me how to make a cake. Is this guy really an idiot? If he has time to improve his favorability, wouldn't 69 be better?

But when Hachiman looked at the apron with a bear pattern and the long black braids with tassels, he seemed to recall some nostalgic scene. There was no evil thought in his eyes, only a faint recollection.

Rikka is a very sensitive person. Looking at the strange look on the uncle's face and the large built-in oven in the kitchen that exceeded the size of the house, she couldn't help but ask.

"Am I now very much like the monitor's mother?"

The girl looked at her own outfit which was very different from her usual outfit and felt like she belonged to a good family.

Hachiman couldn't help but touch his head and said, "If I say yes, will you be angry?"

Even though Liu Mei-chan sometimes tried hard to imitate his late wife, she could not learn the temperament of a lady from a noble family. After all, he was from a poor family. Even if he gave Liu Mei-chan the best he could, the growing environment was far different from that of his late wife.

But this was something he could not forget when he saw Rikka.

"Tell me about the monitor's mother?"

What kind of person would still be missed by her husband more than ten years after her death? Rikka suddenly became interested. If she died, would anyone remember her for such a long time?

Hachiman was a little surprised, but it would be fine as long as Rikka-chan wasn't angry. He gently stroked the half-worn cabinet. The only thing in this house that looked presentable was the kitchen.

"Just as you thought, my wife is from a wealthy family, just like you. We fell in love in high school and got married in college. She cut off all ties with her family for me. I promised her a sunny house with a kitchen that could accommodate a large oven because she loved cooking. But in the end, when I was young, I could only buy this second-hand house that was more than ten years old. Only the kitchen could fulfill the promise I made."

"But she didn't even get to use this kitchen for long. She passed away in the hospital. Sometimes I wonder if I hadn't taken her away, would she be living happily somewhere else with children now?"

Hachiman said with a somewhat wry smile.

"Want to...hear my thoughts?" Rikka whispered.

"Ok?"

"If it were me, I would rather live like a zombie than live like a zombie, even if it's just a moment of ecstasy that people will remember forever."

"Live as brightly as a summer flower, and die as peacefully and beautifully as an autumn leaf...? Thank you, Rikka-chan."

"Hey... come and teach me how to make a cake."

Rikka whispered, even if it was just a substitute for her mother studying in the United States, but for a moment, she wanted to be that person and be loved by this unremarkable man in front of her.

Even if it is built on the soil of hypocrisy, it will still bloom into flowers of vitality.

"No, you have to separate the egg white from the yolk. Don't stir the yolk. Watch me do it once."

Although a little clumsy, Hachiman still taught her patiently.

Unconsciously, he was standing behind the girl, teaching her step by step how to mix flour, beat egg whites, and use the oven to bake a cake. Although their bodies were in contact and he could smell the sweet scent of the girl all the time, Hachiman's heart was unexpectedly calm, without a single evil thought.

This kind of feeling has only appeared in my deceased wife. Could it be that I really have fallen in love with Rika-chan?

He couldn't help but fall into self-doubt.

At about ten o'clock in the evening, the cake was finally out of the oven, despite several attempts and even though it seemed like a war had just begun in the kitchen.

Looking at the fruit cake in front of me with eighteen candles on it, representing my eighteenth birthday, there was also a simple portrait of a girl drawn on it, and the words "Happy Birthday, Rikka-chan" were written on it.

She suddenly remembered Xiao Qian's smile that she saw tonight. Was her smile now the same as hers?

"I... don't know what to do next. No one has ever celebrated my birthday?" the girl said timidly.

"Just smile." Hachiman said with a smile.

"Idiot, this old joke is so outdated." Liuhua said coquettishly.

"Of course, make a wish, sing happy birthday, and finally blow out the candles."

Hachiman skillfully turned off the lights in the hall. He was familiar with it every year when celebrating Liumei's birthday.

"Don't say your wish out loud, but pray silently in your heart, otherwise it won't come true." He said in a fake tone.

The girl also seriously recited a wish in her heart that only she knew.

"Happy birthday to you~Happy birthday to you~" Hachiman took the initiative to sing a birthday song to the girl, although his hoarse voice sounded mediocre.

"Stop singing, it's too embarrassing." Rikka's cheeks turned red, but the man still insisted on finishing singing the birthday song.

A song for you.

I don't know if Liuhua is reluctant to let go of this moment or if she is reluctant to let the candles blow out like this. She asked, "Hey, do you want to know what wish I made?"

"If you say it out loud, it won't work."

"Even if it doesn't work, I still want to tell you." The girl said softly.

"Then I won't listen." The way he covered his ears was really funny.

Finally, Rikka gently blew out the candles, as if Cinderella's magic had come to an end.

Rikka stood up slowly, leaving Hachiman confused: "You don't want to eat the cake anymore?"

"Uncle."

"what happened?"

"I am very happy tonight."

"That's it, that's good."

"So now, it's my turn to fulfill your wish."

Just when Hachiman was puzzled, Rikka suddenly ran into Hachiman's room and locked the door, preventing him from entering.

"Hey, Rikka-chan, what do you want to do?" Hachiman kept knocking on the door, but there was no response from inside.

Hachiman could only return to his seat temporarily and continue cutting the cake into small pieces. It would be useless to eat it all, so he might as well leave some for Rumi-chan and say that he suddenly wanted to make a cake.

About half an hour later, the door of the room was finally opened, but the person who appeared in front of him surprised him so much that he couldn't hold the cake in his hand.

She has a slender figure, like a willow tree that seems to be blown away by the wind at any time. The simple white dress seems to contain all the purity in the world, and she has long hair like a black waterfall and a familiar smile.

"Wife... No, Rikka-chan, why are you wearing Rumi's mother's clothes?"

However, the woman in the dress turned off the light and gently pressed his lips: "Tonight, I am that person, your wife."

Even though I told myself it was fake, her every frown and smile was so similar to the memory in my mind.

She kissed him gently on the lips, and then he fell.

How long has it been since he last experienced this kind of perfect harmony, this kind of soul-touching? He cried and expressed his longing for her, and Rika, who played the role of her mother studying in the United States, accepted all of his feelings.

The next morning, when Hachiman woke up naked, he found that the beautiful figure had disappeared. Everything that happened yesterday seemed like a dream and had never happened.

There was only a note to let him know that all this was not fake.

"Fireworks only last one night, don't they?"

The second episode of the play "I am an ordinary office worker and my daughter's friends have noticed me" is finished

To be continued

Chapter 28: It is our duty to restore the glory of the former Ministry

After several days of filming, the second episode of the Sobu High School Service Club has finally been completed.

Although it is just a fictional plot, overall, everyone has become more involved in their own roles.

After all, everyone uses their real names to play characters in the plot, and the characters are subtly similar to themselves in real life.

The temperature in spring is changeable. Today the sun is still bright, and it even feels a little hot, as if the hot summer has arrived early.

Today is Saturday, a day off, and there aren't many people in the school except for them coming back to shoot the final scene.

No one knew where Rikka and Akane Shinjo had gone. They said they were looking for a quiet place to edit the video, but he guessed they were just looking for a place to be intimate.

After all, she is a yuri. However, Hachiman has judged before that Rikka is just a fake yuri under the deliberate guidance of Shinjo Akane and out of guilt.

Let’s not talk about this for now. At the moment, there are only Hachiman and Tsurumi Rumi who is reading a book in the Service Club.

But Liumei was not in a good mood. Well, after all, she was forced into the filming team, especially Akane Shinjo's suicidal method, which made Liumei have a sullen face and a look of no approach except during the filming for the past two days.

As if she was thirsty, Liu Mei took out a deathly Barbie pink kettle from her schoolbag, turned the lid over to use it as a cup, poured half a cup of water, and drank the hot tea in small sips. She seemed to be really hot, and the hair on the sides of her cheeks were stuck together because of the fine sweat, as if she had just finished exercising.

In fact, he always felt that girls looked particularly sexy after sweating.

For a moment he was absorbed in watching, but was somewhat embarrassed by being stared at by Rumi-chan.

"Is there something on my face?"

"I should be the one asking you this. Are you thirsty too?" Liu Mei-chan asked coldly.

Hachiman then realized that it was Rumi-chan who mistakenly thought that he was staring at the water glass.