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Nomiyama reached out, pulled out his phone from his pocket, opened the chat page, and showed it to her: "It's Sayuri-san who's been messaging me these past two days, asking me what's wrong with Eriri. I'm not sure how to explain it."

Yukinoshita Yukino thought for a moment and held out her hand: "Give it to me, I'll send a message."

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Nomiyama handed over the phone, confused: "What's that?"

"Useful information, it should have some effect in the short term."

After typing the words and clicking send, she handed the phone back.

Useful news?

Nomiyama looked down at the chat page.

[Eriri seems to be in a dilemma these past two days. She ran away when she saw me and Yukinoshita, and she looked like she couldn't face us.]

It seems like it's just telling the truth.

"Is this really useful?" Nomiyama looked doubtful.

"It will be useful in the short term." Yukinoshita Yukino was sure.

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Chapter 31 I Caught a Big Fish

"I actually didn't expect Eriri to stay away from us for so long."

Nomiyama held an iron skewer in each hand, with a fish skewered on each.

"Yeah." Yukinoshita Yukino turned a page of the book and glanced at him through the firelight. "How long do you think it will take?"

"Three months. I thought within three months, we would be back to the way we were before."

Nomiyama turned the grilled fish over and looked up at her: "Maybe you were right at that time. It would be much easier to take the initiative to find her than to wait for her to figure it out on her own."

"Right or wrong is not important anymore. It's been too long."

Nomiya was silent, then nodded.

"Indeed, it's been more than three years."

After saying that, he held out the grilled fish in his left hand.

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Yukinoshita Yukino closed the book, her eyes moved slightly, and she made a request: "I want the one on your right, smaller."

"Oh, okay." Nomiyama handed her the one in his right hand without hesitation.

Then he took a big bite of the fish meat on the skewer, chewed it, and spat out the bones.

Yukinoshita Yukino looked at him quietly.

His body was still getting better, and the special knockout drug used by his predecessors could no longer affect him.

However, he can catch something that poisons him, and the chance of catching it in a poisoned state is only two zeros less, which is not very meaningful.

If you want to catch him, you still have to look at those weird special items.

Lowering her head, Yukinoshita Yukino began to prepare her grilled fish.

"I feel like the fish tastes weirder these days. Yukinoshita, is there something wrong with your fishing rod?"

Yukinoshita Yukino looked at the two fishing rods beside her. The one for fishing with palu balls was a bamboo rod, and the one for fishing was a normal rod.

He sneered, "What do you think is wrong with a fish caught with a normal fishing rod?"

I wasn't lying, because the fish was fine, it was the skewer I was using that was faulty.

"That's hard to say. The fishing rod has its own thoughts."

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Nomiyama put down the iron rod without fish meat and started to string bait on his hook.

No, only these two fishing rods have their own thoughts; Yukinoshita Yukino glanced at him who was swinging the rod, lowered her head, and continued to bite the fish.

His fishing skills may not be that good, as he couldn't catch a normal fish in three years, but he is really good at grilling fish, and the fish are delicious.

It smells like chicken.

Soon, Yukinoshita Yukino finished the grilled fish, took the iron skewer that had turned purple opposite her without changing her expression, and quietly put it into the cloth bag.

Yes, she had done what her predecessors had done before, creating a special item for him...

She casually threw two pallu balls at the back of his head. After they bounced away, she stretched out her hands next to the fire, exhaled, and said to the person standing in front of her.

"Nomi-san, today is the last day of this semester, and we will be moving on to junior high school next year."

Nomiyama exhaled a breath of white air and looked back at her: "Well, what's wrong?"

Yukinoshita Yukino looked at him with a calm expression: "Which junior high school are you going to?"

"I don't know. I haven't thought about it." Nomiyama felt the cool breeze and looked at the river. "Where are you going? We can go together when the time comes. It feels like it doesn't matter where we go. Anyway..."

At this point, he turned around and smiled: "You can't make new friends anyway, so it doesn't matter where you go."

Yukinoshita Yukino also smiled: "Nomi-san, this sentence will work on you as well."

Nomiyama shook his head: "Who knows, maybe if I change the environment, my new classmates will like me very much. After all, I was the first in the graduation exam?"

Yukinoshita Yukino's face darkened: "Just getting first place in the exam is enough to make you so happy?"

Nomiyama looked at her with a smile on his face: "Why do you think I got first place in the exam this time?"

"It's just luck."

"If nothing unexpected happens, I will still be first in the junior high school entrance exam and graduate second, Yukinoshita-san."

Yukinoshita Yukino took a few deep breaths, and finally withdrew her hand from the fire with a cold face, stood up, and strode towards him.

Nomiya held the fishing rod in his hand, his eyes moving slightly.

"Yukinoshita, there's something wrong in the water."

"Something's wrong?"

Yukinoshita Yukino stopped and subconsciously prepared to take out the weapon from the bag.

Nomiyama looked at the river in silence for a long time, then said something incomprehensible: "I think I caught a big fish."

I caught a big fish

If this statement were made to other anglers, it would probably be 70% boasting and 30% pride, and the angler's face would surely be filled with an unshakable smile and satisfaction.

But if this happened to someone who hadn't caught a proper fish in over three years, and the last time they caught a fish was because a friend left, then...

"It doesn't make sense..." Yukinoshita Yukino murmured.

Nomiyama pulled up the bass and watched it roll and twist at his feet with a cold voice.

"I didn't think it made sense, but I did catch it."

Yukinoshita Yukino looked at the sea bass in silence. This kind of fish is usually half a meter long, and a one-meter long one like this...

The two looked at each other.

Nomiyama spoke first, frowning, "I'm basically fine now, so what's happened to you recently?"

Yukinoshita Yukino thought for a moment, then nodded: "It's just a little thing, but I didn't take it to heart at first."

Nomi-san stared at her.

Yukinoshita Yukino glanced at the distant sky and said, "Nomi-san, let's go to the supermarket later so we can prepare the ingredients for dinner."

Nomiyama looked at her for a few seconds, then lowered his head, reached out, picked up a branch, and pierced the sea bass through the hole.

"it is good."

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The two stood side by side in front of a shelf and looked up.

In front of them were scarves of various colors. It was obvious that they were not well-made items, but fortunately they were not ugly.

Yukinoshita Yukino glanced at him, raised her hand, and took off a pure black one.

Nomiya reached out at the same time, but took off a blue and white pattern with a Christmas feel.

Then, the two of them casually put the scarf on the cart and started to go to the next location.

Yukinoshita Yukino put her hand on her chin and said thoughtfully, "As for seafood, the sea bass at home will be enough."

Nomiyama walked beside her, pulling the cart, and added, "I think the soup should have some silken tofu. Fish soup alone lacks flavor."

"Yeah, do you want to buy some beef?"

"In winter, lamb would be better, and we haven't eaten it for a long time. We can pair it with white radish."

"That makes sense. And that sea bass shouldn't be cooked through just by stewing it in soup. We need to prepare it in other ways, braise it or steam it?"

"Steaming half a strip is easier than braising it, and it saves us some effort."

Yukinoshita Yukino nodded, thinking it was no problem, but she quickly looked towards the vegetable section and asked, "We have to eat some vegetables, what do you want to eat?"

Nomiyama looked towards the vegetable section, thought for a moment and said, "Let's have choy sum. I remember you liked blanched choy sum last time. As a final thought, let's buy some lotus root and stir-fry it."

Yukinoshita Yukino suddenly stopped and looked at him sideways, expressionless: "Nomi-san, you pay too much attention to me."

Nomiyama casually picked up a white radish, pinched it twice to test its firmness, and spoke with disdain: "Last time, I didn't even touch the choy sum, and the plate was empty in the end. That's not me paying too much attention, that's you showing no shame at all."

Yukinoshita Yukino walked quickly forward, stepped on him hard, and then walked towards the vegetable area without changing her expression.

Chapter 32 I'll help you beat him up

Neon lights light up, dyeing the ubiquitous steel and concrete with color. Cars driving on the road keep their lights on, flashing occasionally as if greeting pedestrians. The usually noisy crows have disappeared, perhaps hiding back in their warm nests in the cold wind.

Two boys and girls of the same height were walking on the road, and the one who was obviously stronger was carrying two large convenience bags.

He was wearing a down jacket and a pure black scarf around his neck, and the hot air he exhaled looked like white mist.

“Why buy a chicken?”

He asked this.

"I'll give it to you to make roast chicken."

The girl in the blue and white scarf walked with a calm tone, "Aren't you good at roasting chicken?"

"How can I roast if you don't let me light the fire?"

"Didn't you buy an electric oven last time?"

"It's a cult. Any barbecue without a fire is a cult."

"Nomi-san, you can go and reincarnate as a primitive man."

With a critical tone, Yukinoshita Yukino took out the key and opened the door.

She skillfully put on her own slippers and walked quietly to the kitchen.

Nomiyama followed her for a few steps and then stopped at the refrigerator.

He opened the refrigerator door and stuffed the ingredients that he would not use today neatly into it. After he finished arranging everything, he also walked into the kitchen.

He took out a piece of fresh lamb with skin and cut it into pieces on the chopping board. He asked casually, "You've been coming home later and later lately. Are you sure that's okay? I remember you said your mother was very strict."

Yukinoshita Yukino put on the apron with a black cat pattern on it and tied a knot at the back. She paused for a moment and said calmly, "It's been a long time since Mother had dinner with us."

Nomi Yamashita's hand stopped, he put down the kitchen knife and looked at the person who was trying hard to tie an apron for himself with his hands behind his back.

He took two steps forward, washed his hands briefly, walked up behind her, took the two ropes, and tied a simple knot: "She may be a little busy. After all, you have a big family and a lot of business, so it's always troublesome."

"Yeah." Yukinoshita Yukino nodded slightly, then took a step forward, picked up the pot, and started to collect water from the faucet.

The two of them have grown a lot taller now, and the stove that used to be high above them is finally no longer a bother.

Nomiyama cut the mutton and ignored her who was preparing to blanch it. Instead, he rummaged through the kitchen cabinet and took out the electric grill for barbecue. For him, today's task was to roast the chicken, then cut the vegetables and prepare the ingredients. In the end, the chef was still the female classmate next to him.