While enjoying her daughter's gentle wiping, Hitomi Amamiya's little hand was restlessly reaching out towards Yi Amamiya.

"Dah ah."

Yu Gongyi patted the restless paws.

"Mom just wanted to see if Xiaoyi is developing well..."

"In this way?"

While the two of them were bickering and playing tricks.

The fish's eyes stared at the two of them intently.

Fish: Am I also a part of your play?

......

At the same time, Amemiya Kiyoshi in the room heard the noise from the kitchen and immediately crawled out. When he came out, he saw a scene that was almost cruel to him.

"Qi Kuxiu! How dare you, a mother, tease my eldest daughter! And in front of her father! How disgusting!"

Amemiya Qing opened his mouth, his face twisted, heartbroken, and full of bitterness: "Is there still law? Is there still law?!"

Hitomi Amemiya, who was enjoying her daughter's wiping play, saw him, and her originally smiling expression instantly turned cold. In an instant, her gentle and amiable temperament was completely assimilated with that of Hitomi Amemiya, and at this moment, the two looked like mother and daughter.

She spoke ruthlessly and indifferently to the sweaty Amamiya Kiyoshi in front of her:

"The second rule of the Amamiya family is that subordinates are not allowed to disturb their superiors."

Upon seeing this, Amamiya Kiyoshi immediately bowed ninety degrees:

"Quack! I was wrong!"

So neat and clean, where is your alcoholic and evil husband attribute?

Miss Amamiya glared, and Hitomi Amamiya, who had just been as cold as an iceberg, suddenly laughed happily, her eyes smiling into the shape of crescent moons of joy:

"Very good. You have a good attitude in admitting your mistake. As a reward, you can have the meal I cook later."

Amemiya Qing looked up in disbelief: "What evil thing did I do that Madam would punish me like this?"

"I'm kidding, Xiaoyi is cooking."

"Great!"

Are these two people really in their thirties?

Feeling like she might have arrived at the set of a family comedy, Miss Amamiya, after confirming there were no cameras around, covered her forehead with her hands and pointed at the dining table. Her voice, unusually high in pitch, said, "Sit down! If you keep making any more noise, you'll have to eat instant noodles!"

"Yes~~!" x2

The couple, who looked like elementary school students, stretched out their voices, smiled as they sat at the dining table. Looking at their daughter who was overwhelmed by the miserable situation in the kitchen, they laughed at the same time.

"You're quite good at acting."

"That's right, you don't even look at who I am." Mother winked playfully.

The eldest daughter has been very sensible since she was young. Not only does she study hard, she also helps with many things at home. She even works during the holidays. She is so well-behaved that it is a bit pitiful.

My father worked as a spy gigolo in the sex trade at night... My mother worked as a public relations woman or something...

Guh, what AV plot?!

Even if it does, I don't want her to know!

They are also second week: Chapter 28

Role-playing degree, a rather peculiar idealistic term.

The character [Amamiya Yi] was originally created by Miss Amamiya herself, and all the plots she participated in were also created by Miss Amamiya herself, so she can steadily improve her acting skills just by using her ordinary way of speaking and treating people.

This process can be compared to the digestion of magic potion. As her acting skills improve, Ms. Amamiya can gradually master the titles and skills of the original protagonist.

Titles are different from skills. Titles are implicit attributes. They are displayed once in the initial stage of game loading and then hidden. After the player triggers an event related to the title, the title will slowly activate and transform into a skill that matches the level. At the same time, doing things that are linked to the existing title will be more efficient.

For example, [Amemiya Yi] in the game randomly got two special titles: [Home Economics Almighty] and [Sister's Authority].

[Home Economics All-Round] can give her great bonuses in various cooking and housework, and it is easy to raise the level of related skills to a very high level.

The title [Sister's Authority] is more mysterious. Its specific function seems to be that it can make Amamiya Yi a little better than her sister Ruri in any skill.

If Liuli plays the game well, then Miss Amemiya plays the game just a little better than her. This is a magical title of partial causality.

Perhaps it can be understood roughly as "If the younger sister works hard enough, the older sister can live a good life"?

..In short, during the first few days of high school, the only feedback given to Amamiya Yi by her acting skills was the [Learning lv3] and [Aikido lv4] that she had set up on a whim in her previous life.

Now, after reaching 93 in acting degree, Miss Amemiya has also obtained the title of [Home Economics All-Round]. When her acting degree is maxed out, she can also obtain the title of [Sister Authority].

This also means that Miss Amemiya has now been promoted from the original "only being able to cook instant noodles" to the "chef level".

As soon as she picked up the kitchen knife, an instinct from her body activated all the experience of the original owner since she was a chef in elementary school. The system's crackling congratulations rang in her ears. Turning around, Miss Amamiya found that there was a new professional skill called [Comprehensive Cooking lv4] in her skill panel area.

What is the concept of lv4?

Anyone who has worked as a psychic in Academy City knows that there are only seven people at level 5, and level 4 is the highest level of combat power below seven people. If converted to the chef industry, that would probably be the level of a hotel chef.

As a professional chef with comprehensive cooking skills at level 4, Ms. Amamiya, not to mention the Michelin three stars, has mastered all the basic skills of Chinese, Western and Japanese chefs in an instant.

Although she didn't have any memories of dishes that she had never cooked, Amamiya Yi could clearly feel that as long as she had a recipe, she could handle it without even having to try the dishes. This was a special skill similar to that of a high school student solving elementary school math problems.

With this level of cooking skills, it is no problem to make a dinner that suits your taste for your family even without a recipe.

In the kitchen, Hitomi Amemiya's butcher knife chopped the meat into small pieces, the level of detail she achieved probably learned from Atomic Samurai.

“Although I can’t make most dishes, I should still be able to make whole hamburger patties…”

Miss Amemiya pinched the miserable pork, estimated the amount, put it in a small bowl, poured in a series of standard marinade ingredients such as cooking wine, eggs, flour, etc., patted it into an oval shape, kneaded it, and soon formed pieces of meat that looked good.

Take the onion with a knife, chop it into pieces, put it into the pan and stir-fry it. After it cools down, mix it into the pork, add some chopped carrots and slightly spicy pepper, coat it with egg liquid, control the oil temperature and fry it, and you have a classic hamburger patty.

As for the poor little fish that was constantly tormented by the big kitchen knife, with its eyeballs flying out and its body covered in blood, it died in a very miserable way, it was relatively easy to deal with.

Simply remove the fish meat from the fish skeleton, shape the whole fish into its basic shape, and then steam it with seasonings such as onions and garlic, and it will look passable.

Then I also made a bowl of miso soup. Although it is called miso, it is actually made in the Chinese style. The appearance is average, but the flavor is strong and goes well with rice.

It took about twenty minutes for Miss Amemiya to recycle several ingredients that were basically completely wasted.

The rice that was steamed in advance was nothing special, just an ordinary home-cooked dish.

"Huff... Ha."

Amamiya Kiyoshi drank a big mouthful of soup with a satisfied expression, "Ah, come to think of it, it's been a long time since I last had a meal at home. I can't even remember when was the last time I ate a meal cooked by Xiaoyi..."

The mother took small bites of the meat pie, smiled with her eyes slightly narrowed, but did not say a word. She just quietly looked at her eldest daughter who was sitting beside her eating obediently.

"Dad, do you always go to the convenience store?"

"I have no choice. I get off work at midnight and go back to work at 7 o'clock. The overtime hours are longer than my life. I don't have the energy to get up and cook in the morning."

But he immediately laughed again, "But now I've changed jobs. I make breakfast in the morning and I can also make lunch for you! The price is a "Dad"!"

Hitomi Amemiya also raised the corner of her mouth, "Ah, come to think of it, when I was in elementary school, he called me father all the time, and he called me so seriously that outsiders who didn't know him would think he was a serious person."

"That's right! If you want to call someone, you should call them daddy!"

With the support of his wife, Amemiya Kiyoshi suddenly became cheerful.

Yu Gongyi looked at him calmly and said, "No."

"Eh?! Why?! I wouldn't say your dad is more handsome than that kid Kimura Takuya, but at least he's far more handsome than average!"

"I feel a little sick."

"puff.."

Amamiya Kiyoshi's defenses were instantly broken, and he lay on the table, dying. "From the day I was born, I knew that this day, when my daughter would dislike me, would come, but I never imagined it would come so suddenly...Gu, wife, kill me to cheer our daughter up."

"Okay." Mother agreed with a smile.

The next moment, the chopsticks stabbed into his waist, and the great existence of the famous father fell down.

Seeing his corpse-like reaction, Amemiya Hitomi had no intention of comforting him. She smiled slightly and poked his body with her fingers.

The position of the younger brother in the family is obvious at this moment.

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Miss Amemiya ate her food mouthful by mouthful with an expressionless face, looking at the fighting couple with a calm look in her eyes.

Perhaps it was because the soup was too salty or the rice was too sweet, but the corners of the girl's mouth slightly raised.

...

They also grew up, but not in the way they wanted.

People often say that life has a mixture of sweet, sour, bitter and spicy tastes.

But when talking about sadness, we cannot get rid of the words separation and reunion.

Especially in themes involving longevity, a heartbreaking separation, a scene where she remains young while the other person has aged and died, can always evoke people's pity and sadness.

It's not a tragedy, but compared to the instantaneous emotional outburst of death on the battlefield, it leaves behind a more lasting pain that is hard to forget.

"...The story begins with the heroic team successfully defeating the Demon King."

.....

There was no time to chat after dinner as her parents were in a hurry to go to their new company to work the night shift, so Yu Gongyi cleaned up the dishes and finished the kitchen chores honestly, then sat alone in the empty room.

The whole house was empty.

Compared to the pink girlish sheets belonging to her younger sister on the adjacent bed and the line of teddy bear and puppy dolls filling the bedside, Miss Amemiya's bed is very simple. This is not only because of the overly monotonous white color, but also because there are no pillows or dolls on the bed that should belong to a girl.

It’s not that Miss Amemiya doesn’t like all those various decorations. She is also a girl. She can’t be said to like dolls and the like, but she doesn’t hate them either. She just finds them troublesome.

When playing games, you can go back to your room and just click on the bed to fall asleep. You will be gone after a nap. Who would have the time to spend money to decorate it?

Therefore, the white bed that novices initially have has been retained in the game until now.

Even though Miss Amemiya wanted to spend her old age in bed, she rarely thought of getting up to decorate this thing.

In the past, even when she was sitting on the bed, Miss Amemiya would carefully study the textbooks with her back straight as if she was standing at attention. Her younger sister San, who came home and lay on the bed to check her mobile phone, admired her and tried to imitate her. However, the junior high school girl, who had been poisoned by electronic products, could not withstand the temptation of the Internet after a moment of suppression. She raised the French flag to the mobile phone, indicating that she had become inseparable from it, and gave up hastily.

But today, the anti-human top student who studied hard to get into the University of Tokyo is dead, and the only one sitting on the bed is a comic book hero who is working hard for a beautiful future of luxury.

"..white hair, emerald green eyes, twintails, loli body, elf..."

Using a thick textbook as a pad, Miss Amamiya took an expensive notebook worth 300 yen, the same paper she used for sketching in art class, and sat on the bed, writing and drawing the setting collection and main plot line that she would show to Dai Loli tomorrow afternoon.

Fortunately, she had just finished reading the original comic shortly before she traveled through time. She was considered a die-hard fan and read it carefully over and over again, so she had a certain impression of most of the pictures and general storyboards, and was very familiar with the plot.

However, even if I became a Fu scholar, I still couldn't draw the image storyboards in the comics beautifully in my mind. I could only describe them in words to fill in the missing memories.

Fortunately, Miss Amemiya's attributes as a model student were not only used in professional subjects. She was also very serious in art classes in elementary and junior high school. So after a lot of hard work, she was able to draw 70% of the expression of Hibiscus King with a pencil, and the style of painting was also restored a lot. It was a far cry from a comic page, but it was still acceptable.

Looking at the character design she had drawn, Miss Amamiya narrowed her eyes in delight: "..I'm a bit awesome."

Too much plain boasting.

As for the drawing of the brave warrior Sinmeier, she planned to copy it using Minato Namikaze's face during her lunch break tomorrow. She felt that the styles of the two faces were somewhat similar.

After diligently writing the outline of the plot for the first volume and casually drawing the storyboard with stick figures even more sloppily than ONE teacher's, it was already late, twelve o'clock.

After that, it was a very normal bathing and changing of clothes.

She took a change of clothes, went to the bathroom, locked the door, and quietly took off her clothes.

Everything was normal, and the washing method was Miss Amamiya's classic method of just applying it on the head and body, and then rinsing it with hot water.

Dry with a towel, put on underwear, button up...

So tight.

Ok?

In an instant, she suddenly recalled the strange feeling she had felt briefly in the afternoon after Sudo-san joined the club and the system announcement.

"System, what did you do?!" She immediately turned the suspect into the suspect system.

[Baby, this isn't my fault. After gaining Charm, your appearance and skin will improve, and there's a chance your body shape will be corrected. That's what he wrote in the code...]

[The host was triggered in the afternoon, but the host was so obsessed with the money-making plan that he didn't notice it.]

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