The male god was tricked by me again today

On Sunday afternoon, Mitsui Yui finished his work at Akashi's house and returned home exhausted.

Yukimura on the first floor would play until midnight every day, so the courtyard door would almost never be locked.

It was getting late, she collapsed on the sofa and didn't move for a long time.

... Hisashi Mitsui had an accident. She should have quit her job at Akashi's house, stopped her studies, and went to find him wholeheartedly.

Not to mention that she has no clue about it now (the only clue, Mr. Baimao, was also sent to the police station by Atobu), she is almost having problems eating.

The rent owed to Yukimura has not yet been paid... In the past, Mitsui Shou was responsible for these things, but now, she finally feels the responsibility of life.

The pressure was like a heavy blunt knife, cutting her slowly, not so much piercing pain, just like a long and slow torture.

Nor is it alone.

Speaking out, Fuji Zhousuke will help her, Tetsuo will help her, and even Yingmu Huadao and Xiang Hiyake who have a good relationship with her will help him.

But after all, it is not as simple as borrowing 5 yuan or getting a meal. Getting involved in something related to her can range from injury to death.

We are all ordinary people, have their own lives, the future is so bright, there is no need to get involved in everything about her and Mitsui Shou.

What worries her even more is that if she tells her true feelings, Fuji and Tetsuo may choose to help her even more firmly, even though they may not be able to help her at all.

On the one hand, you have to face difficulties alone, on the other hand, you have to be cold-faced or hide from your friends, and you can guarantee that it’s okay.

She didn't have the bottom of her heart, but she couldn't help it either.

In addition to tolerance, it is to boil.

In the past few years, she was afraid of bringing troubles and disasters to others, and she, who used to be talkative, became more and more silent, hiding the whole world's thoughts.

There was a faint itching feeling in the palm of her hand. She turned her face and saw the lucky dog ​​sitting beside her silently, putting a front palm on her hand.

This old dog is blind. In the past two years, she hasn't even barked much, and no one has time to walk it. If it weren't for the need to pour a handful of dog food every day, she would have almost forgotten its existence.

"Auspicious, are you hungry? Sorry, I'll get you some dog food."

She got up to get the dog food from the cabinet, but found that the only bag of dog food left had run out.

...Looks like I was too busy to feed yesterday.

There was no more ham and beef jerky in the fridge, no more dog food.

There is almost no food for people to eat.

Only the Aomori apples that Mitsui Shou brought back a few days ago were still piled up in the fruit basket.

That day, he happily played high games with her, applied medicine for her, and cooked ramen together... At that time, he was actually in trouble, but he didn't say anything.

My brother always chooses to face everything alone, and now she is walking the path he walked.

Yui Mitsui sighed softly, took out a few banknotes from the drawer, and prepared to go to a nearby convenience store to buy some dog food and food.

"You wait at home obediently, I will be back soon."

She touched Jixiang's head, and then went downstairs.

Ji Xianggou and her are hard brothers and sisters. The living standard of one person and one dog is falling again and again. Yui Mitsui seriously doubts that if the Akashi family does not pay wages, she may really want to steal the flowers and plants in Yukimura's yard.

Yui Mitsui also learned to make some simple dishes in the past six months. Although they are not delicious and cannot be used to entertain guests, it is no problem to eat them by themselves.

So she bought two bags of discounted dog food, some vegetables and eggs, and planned to make an omelet meal at night, which would last at least a week according to the amount of food.

Just as she was returning the same way, she saw a car parked downstairs of her house.

The eighth generation of Phantom... Don't think about it, it must be that young master again.

It's just that this time is different from the previous two times. There are two cars parked behind the Phantom, and two bodyguards stand on each side.

Yui Mitsui bypassed these bodyguards sideways, and as soon as he entered the yard, he saw Kukai who was teasing the auspicious and Keigo Atobe with his hands folded on his chest and his gaze falling on the flowers and trees.

"Sister Xiaowei, you are back."

When Jiu Hai saw what was in her hand, he rushed over with a smile: "Are you going to buy some snacks again?"

Yui Mitsui shook his head: "Dog food and dinner."

Jiu Hai let out an "oh", looked up and said, "You don't close the door when you go out, Jixiang even ran out for a walk."

"……forget."

"I ask Uncle Atobe to bring me to see you. Is this your new home?"

Iwasaki Kukai has become accustomed to eating and drinking at Mitsui's house in the past, because Mitsui Mito is very particular about the quality of life, and the food at home is usually high-end cuisine.

Now he still firmly believes that Yui Mitsui must eat very well, and the dim sum must be yokan.

Mitsui Yui originally had no intention of inviting Jiukai and Atobe to her house as guests, but when he thought that Atobe was helping her now, he said: "Atobe-kun, Jiukai, if you are free, please come to my house Sit down."

Jiu Hai cheered immediately: "Okay."

Atobe also said "hmm": "I happen to have something to ask you."

He had been here once before, but he didn't go in to see it. He was frightened by the wooden bowls and wooden balls in the aisle.

Jiu Hai calmly picked up a wooden bowl and walked in with it.

So much so that Atobe became even more curious about these things.

When he was here last night, he just looked at the door for a while, and now after he walked in, he saw the furnishings inside.

There is a medicine box and disinfectant at the entrance.

The floor was spotless and there was very little on the table.

The most conspicuous thing is an indoor basketball hoop, which is convenient for sitting and shooting.

He remembered that Mitsui Shou used to be a member of the national team, and it was normal to have such things at home.

The auspicious dog walked to the balcony on tiptoe slowly, with graceful movements like a cat.

Mitsui Yui first poured a glass of mint water for Atobe and Jiuhai, then opened a pack of dog food, and filled a basin full for Jixiang.

Atobe caught a glimpse of Jixiang's lifeless eyes and asked, "Is this dog born blind?"

"No, if you pour the potion into your eyes, you won't be able to see."

Mitsui Yui opened the refrigerator while answering, and took out two boxes of pomegranate pudding, which she had taken from Tetsuo's shop before, and was going to share with Mitsui Shou.

Fujisuke also came here before, she was not willing to take it out, she just wanted to share a box with Mitsui Hisashi, but now there is really no snacks to entertain Jiuhai and Atobe.

Seeing the pudding, Jiu Hai straightened his eyes, clapped his hands and quickly sat down: "Sister Xiaowei is so good, she is willing to give me the pudding."

"Well, it tastes like pomegranate, I hope you like it." Yui Mitsui put another box on the coffee table in front of Atobe, "Atobe-kun, this—"

The young master of a consortium in Atobe, she has never eaten any delicious food, and she is not sure if she will eat this kind of food.

But I'm sorry not to give it.

Jiu Hai dug a spoonful and was very satisfied with the meal. He strongly recommended to Atobe: "Uncle, this is delicious, much better than the fake pudding with dead gnocchi you ate."

Atobe corrected immediately: "It's not dead gnocchi, it's called Yorkshire pudding."

"It's just dead gnocchi, not tasty."

Jiu Hai doesn't like the side dish pudding of Atobe's. In his opinion, only the sweet, smooth and transparent dessert can be called pudding.

Out of self-cultivation, Atobe did not reject Yui Mitsui's kindness, but he just took two bites politely and put down the spoon.

Too sweet for his taste at all.

Sure enough, only children like it.

He wanted to distract Iwasaki Kyukai to talk to Yui Mitsui, ask a few questions, and then go home immediately, but the former had already decided on his own: "Sister Xiaowei, today I have dinner with Uncle Atobe, It's up to you, you have to give full play to your strength."

Mitsui Yui didn't want to keep the two of them for dinner at all, she knew her cooking level well.

Edible, but definitely not tasty.

But Iwasaki Kukai made his own claim, he almost regarded this place as his own home... Forget it, he was just used to it.

Thought it was the same now as before.

And Keigo Atobe didn't stop him, do you really want to eat here?

Yui Mitsui was extremely entangled, thinking about whether to order some high-end sushi, but after thinking about it, she couldn't afford to order high-end sushi once.

Do you want her to call Akashi's house now to advance the salary with the housekeeper?

While struggling, she took a few eggs, and decided to just burn them casually, as long as they didn't kill anyone.

It's not that she's stingy, it's that she's at the end of her rope. Now even when Bu Er Zhou Zhu comes here, she knows to bring her own vegetables and beef.

"There are only omurice and miso soup. Please forgive me for the poor hospitality."

There is nothing else anyway.

In fact, Yui Mitsui felt distressed. He might finish eating the eggs and vegetables he was going to eat for a week tonight.

Atobe originally planned to order three French dishes and have someone deliver them, but seeing Yui Mitsui's tangled expression, he mistakenly thought that the girl was guilty of only offering omelet rice and miso soup.

It was hard to see the change in her expression, and Atobe felt that if he ordered a meal, it might hurt her self-esteem.

Forget it, she can cook whatever she likes, anyway, she should be able to eat it... It's enough to eat a few bites with a little thought, and he hasn't eaten civilian food for a long time.

It seems that he ate the porridge and hot spring eggs cooked by his grandmother at Xiang Riyue's house two years ago. Although the taste was not excellent, he would never spoil the kindness of others.

So he nodded to Yui Mitsui: "Thank you in advance for your hospitality."

Mitsui Yui entered the kitchen. He wanted to say something to her, so he also walked in, but it was impolite to just stand there without doing anything, so he simply asked for help.

"My uncle is capable of anything, just leave it to me."

When he said this sentence, although he was not sure, his self-confidence was inexplicably bursting.

Mitsui Yui looked at the young master's proud (?) look, although he didn't think he was a superb cook, but it was not easy to dampen his enthusiasm, so he could only reluctantly agree.

This was the first time in Atobe Keigo's life that he was cooking, and he found it interesting.

While beating eggs, he told Mitsui Yui: "I met your father, he went to visit my grandfather today."

Yui Mitsui cut carrots expressionlessly: "Oh."

"Do you... want to see him?"

After a pause, he asked the question carefully.

In fact, he didn't know Mitsui Yui's inner feelings at all. At the beach that time, he could still see that she really wanted to talk to Mitsui Yui, but the latter didn't give her a single look.

The attitude is ruthless, but I don't know why.

Mitsui Yuto could still smile at him, but he ignored his daughter, which is really unbelievable.

Why not take her back to the Mitsui family?Even if it is already a family that is about to end, it is better to live her current life.

It took a long time for Atobe to hear Yui Mitsui's answer.

She said softly, "No, he doesn't want to see me."

The rice was cooked quickly, and Mitsui Yui put it aside to cool down, then washed the side dishes, poured oil into the pan, and prepared to fry the egg skin first.

This is also her first time making omelet rice, so she is not sure, but she has seen Mitsui Shou make it, so it is probably not difficult.

Afraid of the oil splashing out, she quickly poured the egg liquid in, and Atobe reminded: "You can only pour the egg liquid when the oil pan is hot."

"Hey, is Atobe-kun good at cooking?"

Of course...impossible.

This is just common sense.

But his uncle had already started to be proud, and immediately replied confidently: "Of course, my uncle is omnipotent."

Iwasaki Kyukai's gloomy voice came from behind: "As soon as I'm not around, you start blowing."

Atobe glanced at him: "What did you say?"

Jiu Hai folded his arms around his chest: "You can't even melt milk if you drink it."

"..."

It's not because you're afraid of being burned!

Because of Master Jiuhai's special habit, he refused to drink fresh milk but wanted to drink powdered milk, and he had to make it for him.

Atebe was afraid that the hot water would be too hot, so he used lukewarm water, causing Jiu Hai to eat a mouthful of unmelted milk bumps.

Jiu Hai said contemptuously: "Cooking is a sage's ability, such as Ah Hong, you can save yourself, just open your mouth and wait to eat like me."

"I will show you today, the most gorgeous fried rice in Japanese history!"

Atobe didn't have time to worry about whether his brain was broken. He took the wooden shovel from Yui Mitsui's hand, held the handle of the pot with his left hand, and turned it with pomp.

How could he let a brat look down upon him!

Being underestimated by anyone can't let this brat underestimate!

Very good, in his line of sight, it is clear where the egg skin needs to be slid before it is cooked, and where the egg liquid needs to be heated before it solidifies.

He slid the pot lightly, and applied his tennis trick, the world of ice, to the egg skin.

After a while, three perfect egg skins were spread out.

The color and smoothness are flawless.

"Atobe-kun, it's so powerful, it's like a cooking prince."

Yui Mitsui's compliment was very useful to Atobe.

However, there are always people who want to make trouble: "What about rice? It's not just egg skin!"

Atobe couldn't bear the stimulation from the little devil the most, and he was too competitive, so he simply took over this dish.

He vowed to use this dish to stop the kid's mouth, to get rid of the shame of making milk.

Whether it is the control of oil temperature or the technique of stir-frying, he is self-taught.

At that moment, he almost believed that if he changed his career to be a chef, his uncle's famous name would definitely be left in Japanese history.

...Finally I understand why Huadi likes to cook, it is indeed a bit like playing tennis.

The raised rice grains and vegetable grains exchanged positions in mid-air. After falling into the pot, they stopped rolling and slid forward a little distance. They absorbed the soup fairly and accurately, giving off a shiny luster...

No applause, no roses.

But Atobe is satisfied.

Because there are cheers from both sides.

"Atobe-kun, it's really amazing."

"Wow, it looks better than what Ah Hong made."

Atobe's right hand holding the shovel did not stop, and he let go of the pot handle with his left hand, raised it and snapped his fingers.

"Let's indulge in my grandpa's gorgeous stir-frying skills!"

"Uh……"

"Ok?"

Atobe slowly lowered his gaze.

Experiments have proved that Tannhauser serving is also very suitable for fried rice.

However, it is best not to snap your fingers when frying rice.

Because he found himself... overturning the pan.

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Uncle played off again T_T

Jiu Haijun is here to scare the uncle, but later he will become a real admirer of the uncle, but the relationship between the two is not very good now