Hikigaya, the Son-in-law of Three Surnames

Standing on the edge of the football field, Yotsuba looked at the fireworks in the sky. The scorching light illuminated everyone, but it only lasted for a moment.

"This wasn't arranged by you, Fuutarou, right?" Yotsuba said softly.

Fuutarou also used his mobile phone to see the latest posts praising him on the school forum. He knew in his heart that he had never done such a thing, but the long-lost praise made him feel complicated. He was not thick-skinned enough to accept undeserved praise.

When he heard his girlfriend say this, he hummed softly. He had nothing to hide from Yotsuba.

"Maybe these are fireworks lit for someone." Yotsuba said with some envy.

Fuutarou's heart tightened, and he held Yotsuba's hand and said, "Yotsuba, I will light a fireworks display for you that is a hundred times, a thousand times bigger than this one in the future."

"Well, I believe Fuutarou. After all, you never lie." Yotsuba said with a smile.

But she felt a little heavy in her heart. She did not doubt whether the future Fuutarou could do it. What made her feel heavy at this moment was that she had already guessed in her heart who was setting off the fireworks and for whom. She did not want to guess it herself, but her intuition was always ridiculously accurate.

*

In the drama club's practice room, some members who were still rehearsing saw the fireworks and moved closer to the window, pointing to the sky and saying, "Oh my God, President, these fireworks are beautiful."

Ichika, who was eating the barbecue that other members brought back from the football field, took a look and said nothing.

Perhaps everyone only paid attention to the fact that Nino had not been home or back to school for two weeks, but failed to notice that, apart from sleeping, Ichika had spent almost all of his available time practicing the stage play.

Gradually, she spoke less and less, and because of the high workload, she looked thinner and more silent.

Nino's efforts are visible to everyone and attract more attention, but only Chizuru next to her knows Ichika's efforts best. She believes that Ichika's efforts are definitely not any worse than her sister's.

"It's nothing to see. Those aren't fireworks for you guys."

It wasn't for the fireworks she lit, so it was meaningless.

She put down her chopsticks and said, "Okay, this is the last time, we've rehearsed from beginning to end. Thank you for your hard work. After the Sacred Heart Festival, I will repay you for playing with me this time."

"Yes!" Everyone said solemnly, even if they couldn't go to the football field to participate in the pre-event. Even if they were not as full of laughter and joy as other clubs, those who couldn't persist had already quit, and those who stayed here now all believed that President Ichika could lead them to perform a good show.

*

The rising fireworks burned her pupils. Nakano Miku raised her mobile phone and took a picture of the fireworks.

"Everyone, are you ready? We are about to go on stage!"

Under the backdrop of fireworks, the girl who was wearing a dress for the first time slowly put away her cell phone.

Next, it's her time.

"Everyone, did you have a great time and enjoy your meal tonight?" A host was holding a microphone on the stage of the football field, attracting the attention of the audience.

"Next, the list of contestants for the 32nd Sacred Heart Festival beauty pageant has been officially announced. On this beautiful night before the festival, let us, the ten most beautiful and charming girls from the academy, meet you for the first time! I hope you will vote for us at the Sacred Heart Festival!"

The Sacred Heart Festival is a school anniversary event, and beauty pageants have always been a tradition. The original title of "MISS Shuchiin" referred to the champion of the beauty pageant, but later the school felt that it was somewhat biased to represent the most outstanding student of Shuchiin solely based on appearance, so they changed the rules.

However, in many cases, the champion of a beauty pageant will become "Miss Shuchi-in". The reason for this is that every vote cast for the "beauty" you like will eventually be counted in the name of the champion. It is a cruel game where the winner takes all and the loser eats the dust.

"Then the first one, this one has quite a background, she is the younger sister of Nakano Nino, who has been the most talked about person in school recently, Nakano Miku-san!"

Slowly, a girl in a water-blue princess dress walked out from behind the stage and stood in the center of the stage, bearing the gazes of more than a thousand students in the school. The fear in her heart almost crushed her rationality and she subconsciously wanted to run away. But at that moment, she saw Nino standing in the audience, and Hikigaya Hachiman next to Nino, and saw astonishment in his expression.

It is natural to feel shocked. Maybe in your eyes, you are still that timid, crybaby little kid who needs care.

Mijiu held the microphone tightly. She stood here not only to fight for her mother's relics. Her idea was actually similar to May's. As long as the other sisters could treat the relics left by their mother well, she stood here for a more important purpose.

The woman seemed to have given up on herself, thinking that she would eventually forgive him for everything he had done to her.

Then I will prove to you that the timid, incompetent crybaby who only knows how to hide in his room is no longer here.

The young birds have left the nest, and will no longer care about the nest that once warmed them, and will go to the wider sky.

This was an action with a clear purpose, revenge against the man who manipulated him.

She would defeat Nino, who was supported by that man, defeat Ichika and Yotsuba, make the arrogant man bow his head in front of her, and then she would question him.

You still don’t know where you went wrong?

Chapter 125: Smoke on the Nakano Family Table

In the early morning, the dew drops on the peony flowers gently drip from the petals, and the chirping of sparrows just wakes people up from their sleep.

When Mr. Nakano Maruo left the room and came to the dining table in the living room, he found that his five daughters were already sitting there.

He glanced at his watch. It was six in the morning. He double-checked on the clock on the wall to make sure he hadn't overslept.

The five Nakano sisters greeted him one after another, and the middle-aged man almost fell into despair after hearing their calls of "Dad".

Mr. Nakano seemed to come to his senses a little too late and said, "Today is the day of the Sacred Heart Festival, right?"

"Hehe, I told you that if no one reminded me, Dad would definitely forget it." Nino said with some disrespect.

However, Mr. Nakano was not angry when he saw his daughter whom he had not seen for almost two weeks. On the contrary, he missed this kind of defiance.

"It's been a long time since we last met, Nino. Are you finally willing to go home?" Mr. Nakano said with a hint of sarcasm.

Nino's cheeks immediately turned red. "I've been doing serious work for the past two weeks. Don't you know that? Don't make it sound like I'm just fooling around outside."

Mr. Nakano's expression remained indifferent, with only a slight upward curve at the corners of his mouth. However, after just two weeks of not seeing the girl, she looked quite different.

This is the happiness and sorrow that parents have to face. If we are not careful, our children will grow up to a level that even we will find unfamiliar.

"Nino, when does your performance start? And Ichika, I remember you were performing in a stage play," Mr. Nakano asked.

"Mine is this afternoon, Ichika's is tomorrow. Dad, let me tell you, Miku is participating in the school beauty pageant this time." Nino, her father's caring and thoughtful friend, took the initiative to provide information.

Mr. Nakano looked at his always quiet and introverted third daughter with a little surprise, and said in a gentle tone: "Is it okay, Miku? Don't push yourself too hard."

The girl seemed to still be fighting with Toast. After hearing her father's question, she raised her head and said, "It's okay. I know what I'm doing. Dad, do you want to come and see me?"

This kid actually dares to stand in front of so many people, Mr. Nakano couldn't help but sigh.

"I have an emergency surgery at the hospital today, so I have to leave now, but it should be finished before noon and I can make it in time for your performance, Nino." Nakano Maruo said.

Generally speaking, Nakano Maruo always does what he says and is very trustworthy in the eyes of his daughters.

"Don't worry, Dad. Just do the surgery carefully. I will try my best even if you are not around. If you can't make it in time, you can just watch the video on TV and see how awesome I am."

However, Nino and the others also know that their father's job is to save lives, and every operation is to save lives.

As the doctors' family members, they know the risks on the operating table better than anyone else. Rather than her father not being able to watch their performance, Nino would rather see her father complete the operation smoothly with a calm mind.

Nino's expression was sincere, and the others nodded in agreement.

Nakano Maruo cried out in his heart, Oh my God, how could I raise such cute and sensible daughters.

"I understand. You also have to work hard and don't leave any regrets for yourself." Ignoring the excitement in his heart, the middle-aged man said with a calm expression.

Nakano Maruo glanced at the time and realized that he didn't even have time for breakfast. As if Nino had expected this, she took out a sandwich wrapped in plastic wrap and a can of hot coffee and said, "I know that Dad probably won't have time to sit down and eat, so I've prepared it."

Mr. Nakano took the warm sandwich and the familiar feeling came back to him. In the two weeks when Nino was away, the four sisters took turns to make breakfast. Regardless of how it tasted, they couldn't make it as meticulous as Nino. After all, the second daughter had been in charge of the kitchen work of the Nakano family since she was a child.

Mr. Nakano couldn't help but reach out and touch Nino's head.

Nino smiled, and Mayu pouted and said, "Ah, Dad, you are biased. You only see Nino."

Nino put her hands on her hips and said, "I am the best behaved person and do the most work at home, so don't say anything, you foodie."

But Mr. Nakano naturally couldn't say that. He waved to May, and the youngest daughter came over like a puppy, and Mr. Nakano also touched her head.

"Dad, be careful on the road." Yihua was still so dignified and calm.

Mr. Nakano nodded slightly and glanced at Yotsuba.

He turned around and walked to the entrance alone.

Although I know rationally that my daughters will eventually find their own happiness, I still can't bear to let them go in my heart.

"The first one to leave is Yotsuba?"

There was obvious disappointment in Mr. Nakano's calm tone.

*

After Mr. Nakano left, there were only five sisters left at home, and the atmosphere was far less warm than when their father was here.

This is a kind of tacit understanding. Girls are born actors. When their father was here just now, the surface of tenderness and tenderness was torn off, and things became a little tense.

Nino sat down, stuffed some toast into her mouth and said, "Miku, I didn't expect you to not pee your pants when you were standing on the stage last night."

Miku looked at her sister's provocation calmly, with a bit of her father's unshakable composure.

"Nino, relying on a man to get ahead is not something to be proud of."

Now Miku is very qualified to say this to disdain her arrogant sister.

Nino turned to Yotsuba and said, "Did you hear that, Yotsuba? Miku is criticizing you."

What a good trick to divert trouble away.

Yotsuba kept a straight face and said nothing. She had been slapped in the face a lot recently and didn't want to continue raising the flag. However, thinking of Fuutarou's face, she still said, "Don't be complacent. The student council is not easy to bully."

Nino said with a smile: "Yoshiha, when we are old and burn up, what will you do when you are left with only a mouth?"

Crazy, really too crazy.

After not seeing her for two weeks, this little girl has visibly grown bigger.

"Let's wait and see." Siye said with a cold expression.

Nino glanced at Ichika but didn't say anything. She could joke with Miku and Yotsuba, but she couldn't say such words to Ichika. She also knew that she felt guilty about this matter. But she didn't want to regret it, and Ichika kept eating with her head down, ignoring Nino.

Miku and Yotsuba looked at each other. It seemed that the cold war between Yi and Er was still going on.

May looked at the other sisters in a daze. It was so complicated. She didn't want to make it that complicated.

The girl yawned and said, "Sorry, everyone, I have to go to school to prepare the stall first."

Erno was stunned for a moment, then said, "We have really come up with something in this half night."

After the festival ended, Hachiman fulfilled his promise and took Mayu to an unknown place. When they returned to Nakano's house, it was already two o'clock in the morning. In order to prevent her father from finding out, Mayu asked Nino to cover for them.

But May looked quite excited after returning. Even though he was sleep deprived and had dark circles around his eyes, he still looked energetic, totally different from his previous decadence.

May smiled softly, and for once played the role of a riddle teller.

"secret."

Chapter 12: Poor, weak and helpless

After finishing breakfast, the five sisters set off for school. After being taught the "secret technique" by Hikigaya Hachiman last night, May also placed the necessary machines, ingredients, and various condiments in the school.

That's right, the stall he was going to run was also for making food. It was even somewhat similar to the barbecue stall he had run yesterday, but it was also very different.

Since there are a lot of strange things piled up in the school now, her three or four small cardboard boxes are completely inconspicuous.

It was already seven o'clock when they arrived at school. Normally, at this time, most students would have just woken up except for the early training of the sports clubs, and the school would be very quiet, but now it was very lively.

At the school gate and on both sides of the entrance to the school, the student union had set up empty stalls yesterday, and some students began to install woks and other things.

Since it is a festival, how can we miss the classic fried noodles with sauce, various snacks such as apple candy, and mini-games such as shooting balloons with air guns.

Although these projects are not very creative, they are stable enough and will definitely receive a certain number of votes. They are the type that can guarantee a profit regardless of market conditions.

At the very edge of the school road is the stall that May prepared for herself. It is somewhat shabby and the location is not very good. When parents of students and other people outside the school come in, they may have already tasted snacks such as fried noodles, so their interest in the snacks she makes will be greatly reduced.

But there was nothing she could do about it. Or rather, she had already asked Fuutarou to get this marginal stall. After all, she only knew what she was going to do in the early hours of last night.

He took the machine apart and wiped it, but compared to the flat-bottomed wok for selling fried noodles next to it, her little machine had no imposing presence at all.

The ingredients were prepared last night. It was very simple and took no time at all. Only the sprinkles and sauces had to be mixed on the spot. However, the most important thing about these two things was the control of the amount of each seasoning. The man even packed all the seasonings in small bags, so all they had to do was mix them together.

She whispered, "For the spicy seasoning, you need 100g cooked peanuts, 15g cashews, 20g perilla seeds, 20g peach crisps, and 20g cumin powder."

As she spoke, she opened the sealed and labeled small bags one by one according to the list on her mobile phone and poured them into a large basin.

"The sauce contains 30g chili powder, 30g cumin powder, 20g raw white sesame seeds, and 0g sweet noodle sauce."

In fact, there are many seasonings that May herself rarely sees. For example, this perilla seed, and this sweet peach cake. She never thought that small snacks could also be used as seasonings to increase the taste and flavor. But the fact is that she had tried it last night. The compound seasonings and sauces mixed with multiple seasonings are really very fragrant. Even though she had eaten a lot of beef last night, she still craved the prepared sauces.

This sauce has been tested by May's own tongue and it tastes great even when dipped on slippers.

After preparing the sauce, May stopped and looked a little dazed. Compared to the stalls next to her, which were still busy preparing various ingredients, May had nothing to do.

Yes, the preparations she needed to make were so simple, so simple that she even felt a little guilty.

Can such simple preparations really produce delicious food that will attract others?

To be honest, she didn't know either, especially since the snacks she prepared were actually very cheap. The two pieces of Kobe beef tenderloin she ate yesterday were enough to cover the cost of the two boxes of ingredients.