Zongman: The heroines are all my ex-girlfriends

"Aunt Sayuri, please stop making fun of me."

"Okay, okay, Yukima-kun is a little too adult-like to be entertained. How about sukiyaki for dinner?"

"Yeah, no problem for me, thanks for the treat."

As they talked, they walked down the stairs one after another to prepare the pots and ingredients.

Sukiyaki is actually the traditional hot pot of Sakura Country.

The main ingredient is beef.

The seasoning is sweet soy sauce from Sakura Country.

The taste is actually quite friendly to the Chinese people.

It may be difficult to accept from the perspective of traditional customs.

Because most people in Sakura Country use raw eggs as a dipping sauce for Sukiyaki.

Even though they are sterile eggs.

"Yukima-kun seems to have never liked raw food, whether it's tamagoyaki or sashimi."

Sayuri saw Yukima Fuchi put the raw egg in front of him aside and complained.

"Well, I'm a bit picky about that."

"Like the Dragon people's eating habits, they usually eat more Chinese food, right?"

"Yes."

"Could it be that he is actually a time traveler from Dragon Country? That's why he is so overly mature!"

"Aunt Sayuri, have you watched too many ACG works?"

Faced with the suspicion about the time traveler, Xuejianyuan responded without changing his expression.

I have often heard Sayuri's teasing since I was a child.

Because I am a homebody, I have a very wild imagination.

When she was a child, Sayuri once complained that he was actually a bionic man who sneaked into the Land of Sakura.

Da da da.

While we were chatting, Eriri ran down the stairs.

At this time, Eriri had changed her clothes.

The black-framed glasses were removed and contact lenses were put on.

The sportswear was replaced with an orange halter dress with a white shirt underneath and a big red bow tied at the neckline.

Eriri has always had a cute and slightly noble style.

She really suits this outfit.

Every time she appears, she gives people a bright feeling.

"Ala ala."

When Sayuri saw her daughter, she couldn't help but stroke her face and smile like an aunt.

After all, she is my own daughter, and she is too lazy to dress up to attend the comic convention.

In the end, we were having dinner at home only because Xuejianyuan came to visit.

I even wear daily disposable contact lenses.

This sense of contrast.

The girl's feelings were obvious.

Everyone is here.

Sayuri opened the lid of the box containing the meat.

The dry ice on the bottom layer emitted wisps of white smoke from the gaps between the bamboos.

The top-quality Wagyu beef, surrounded by mist, has a red and white color that makes your mouth water.

Super luxurious ingredients.

But Eriri was obviously used to it.

Yukima Fuchi looked at Eriri, who had a flat reaction.

He used to think that if he didn't work hard, being with Eriri would be quite stressful.

The girl eats and uses the best quality food, and her pocket money is more than the monthly salary of a working-class person.

They develop habits from a young age and take these things for granted.

Their values ​​are completely different from those of ordinary people.

It is easy for ordinary boys to be intimidated and create a sense of distance like a chasm.

Fortunately, Yukima Fuchi is not an ordinary boy.

This kind of scene will not prick the self-esteem of adolescents.

Dinner time passed quickly.

The atmosphere at the table was controlled and coordinated by Xuejianyuan, and both the guests and the hosts were happy.

Sayuri carried the pots and pans and walked towards the kitchen.

Xuejianyuan followed.

"Let me help clean up. Otherwise, I'll feel guilty if I eat for free."

Sayuri glanced at him.

There was no trace of guilt on the young man's face.

However, Sayuri really likes this point about boys.

"No, no, Yukima-kun, go watch TV with Eriri. That's much more important than washing the dishes."

Sayuri pointed at Eriri, who was sitting on the sofa in the living room and glancing over at her from time to time.

Xuejianyuan nodded upon hearing this.

However, before returning to the living room.

Yukimabuchi looked around Eriri's kitchen.

Expensive knives and kitchen utensils are all available.

But it always felt like something was missing.

"It's so troublesome to wash the dishes every time after cooking."

Xuejianyuan suddenly said.

Sayuri was stunned for a moment, not quite understanding what Yukima Yuan meant.

But he continued:

"It's really troublesome. Many people don't like cooking, but they actually hate the process of cleaning the kitchen utensils. They are actually very interested in cooking."

Xuejianyuan nodded in agreement.

"If there was a machine that could automatically wash kitchen utensils and dishes, would Aunt Sayuri buy it?"

"Just put the dishes that need to be washed in, and then take them out and they're clean."

Sayuri seemed thoughtful when she heard this.

"Like a washing machine?"

"It's like a washing machine, only more convenient."

"As for me, as long as the price isn't too outrageous, I'll definitely buy it."

"Is that so? Thank you, Aunt Sayuri."

After thanking him, Xuejianyuan left the kitchen.

Sayuri looked at the pots and pans in the sink, then looked at Yukima Fuchi in the living room.

The boy seems to have a good idea.

Is this the reason you went to Wall Street?

Of course she knew that Xuejianyuan had gone abroad.

Although she was curious, since it was obviously a matter of personal privacy, Sayuri naturally didn't ask.

Otherwise it would seem that she has been investigating Xuejianyuan.

It might even make Yukima Yuan feel bad about it.

Although she did that.

But now it seems that the reason for going abroad seems to be clear.

on the sofa.

Eriri peeked into the kitchen.

I want to know what Yukima Yuan is talking to his mother.

I saw Yukima Yuan coming out of the kitchen.

Sit up straight immediately.

He looked straight ahead.

Xuejianyuan sat down next to her.

"looking at what?"

"Ah, about the TV show..."

Eriri wasn't watching TV at all, so she could only respond perfunctorily.

Yukima Yuan looked at the TV.

It turns out that what was being broadcast was a horror variety show.

The name is Super Horror, also called True Horror.

The full name seems to be "If it really exists, it's doomed", a super scary story.

The main theme of the program is that the two hosts, an old man and a young lady, tell horror stories and show weird photos.

The old man is responsible for creating the atmosphere.

The young lady is responsible for being scared and acting cute.

Most of the stories are at the level of third-rate horror novels.

The photo looks like it was photoshopped.

But it seems that there are occasional horror stories that become hits.

So this show is quite popular.

They are all put on the prime time of dinner time.

"So Eriri likes this kind of show."

Xuejianyuan said with a chuckle.

After hearing this, Ying Lili turned to look at the TV.

As a result, it was time for the pictures.

A dimly lit camping image is zoomed in.

Blurred ghost faces appeared between the cracks in the tent.

"what!"

Eriri was completely unprepared and screamed in fright.

He shrank onto the sofa, his face turning pale.