I can't possibly marry Kinomoto [comprehensive]

Time flies, and a week has passed in a blink of an eye, and a lovely weekend is ushered in again.

In the morning, when the first ray of sunlight came into the room, Zhiyi rarely slept in, turned over and got up, changed into a set of clothes that were convenient for movement after washing, tied up her hair and put on an apron, and went downstairs to the kitchen.

Making a cake is a labor-intensive job, and it takes a lot of time just to prepare it.Dad's colleagues invited them to have dinner at noon. In order for the cake to maintain the most delicious taste, she must control the time well.

Ori Asada opened the cupboard and took out the flour, then tore apart two pieces of chocolate and put them in a bowl, poured a shallow layer of water into the pot and put it on the stove, waiting for the chocolate pieces to gradually melt.

In order not to wake up her father, who stayed up late for homework to correct papers, she did this series of steps very lightly, and her speed was relatively slow.Fortunately, she got up early enough and the process went smoothly. When the chocolate cake liquid was poured into the mold and put into the oven, the clock on the wall only pointed to nine o'clock.

While the cake was baking, she made another simple breakfast, and Dad got up when everything was ready.

The two happily enjoyed breakfast, and in order not to affect the lunch later, they only ate half full.

After the meal, the tableware was cleared away and the cake was baked.Asada Nobu put on his gloves and took out the cake, Ori poked a toothpick on the cake to try it out, and nodded to him with a smile.

So the two worked together to decorate the cake a little, put it in a translucent carton bought in advance, and carefully put it in the car.

Nobu Asada was in charge of driving, and Oriyi was sitting in the passenger seat, casually looking at all kinds of pedestrians outside the car window, and asked casually, "Dad, what kind of person is that colleague of yours?"

Nobu Asada was controlling the steering wheel with his right hand. When his daughter asked her questions, he happened to catch up with a red light. He stepped on the brakes, and after the car stopped, he replied: "He is a very gentle person."

"Hey, isn't that the same as you?" Asada Oriyi smiled while swiping his phone: "Dad is the most gentle."

"Really?" Asada Shinobu glanced at her, "I'm very serious in school, otherwise why would my students be afraid of me?"

Asada Oriyi really didn't know that his father looked different in school, although he showed a surprised expression.

Nobu Asada chuckled: "However, Professor Kinomoto is different. He always smiles, and the students respect him very much."

When the girl who was reading a gourmet blog heard this familiar surname, her finger that swipe the screen stopped suddenly, and then raised her head in disbelief, not sure if she was hallucinating just now: "...Dad, what did you just say your colleague's last name? "

"Kinomoto, what's wrong?"

Asada Nobu was a little surprised by his daughter's reaction, but soon realized: "Haven't you heard of it, and it is indeed a not very common surname."

can not?The surname Kinomoto is really uncommon.

As she grew up, she only knew one person named Kinomoto, who she once told Harusaki that she never wanted to meet again in this life.

Ori Asada, who had been quite relaxed in the passenger seat, froze suddenly.Her fingers holding the phone couldn't help trembling, her thick eyelashes drooped like a small fan, and she stared blankly at the air-conditioning outlet in front of her.

Wouldn't it be so coincidental...

"Weaving?"

Nobu Asada stopped the car, pulled the handbrake and took out the key. When he turned around and saw his daughter was still frowning, she felt amused: "What are you thinking? We're here."

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The home of Asada Shin’s colleague Fujitaka Kinomoto is a very beautiful two-storey house.The roof is a rare azure blue, and the light yellow walls look new because they are often washed. There are many windows outside the house, and several fruit trees are planted in the front yard, which looks warm and atmospheric.

Asada Oriyi followed her father to the door. After Asada Shinobu reached out and pressed the doorbell, she hugged the freshly baked cake that was still warm, trembling with nervousness.

It must be a coincidence, it is absolutely impossible for Kinomoto Toya to be the son of this family, absolutely impossible.

The wooden door was opened, Asada Oriyi hurriedly looked inside, looked into the man's dark brown eyes, was taken aback for a moment, then relaxed a little.

Not Momoya Kinomoto.

"Professor Asada, you're here." Kinomoto Fujitaka opened the door and gestured sideways for the two to come in. "I'm sorry, but it's hard for you to come here on purpose."

"What are you talking about? We just want to thank you for your invitation." Asada Shinobu replied with a smile, lowered his head to look at his daughter, touched the top of her head and introduced: "This is my Zhiyi."

Oriyi who was named quickly nodded to the tall middle-aged man in front of him and said hello, "Hi Uncle Kinomoto, I'm Asada Oriyi, Dad, thank you for taking care of me in normal times!"

After speaking, she bowed politely.

Seeing that she was a little nervous, Kinomoto Fujitaka smiled softly with the corners of his mouth bent, and joked softly: "Weiyi is very polite, did you forget me, uncle?"

"Eh?"

Asada Oriyi was stunned for a moment, recalling what his father mentioned yesterday, when he was a child, he often played with Kinomoto Fujitaka and his son, and rubbed his head embarrassedly, "Sorry, I don't really remember much ..."

She really didn't remember it, so she didn't want to lie.

You must know that although her father worked at the Tower and University when she was very young, he left for a few years and lived with her and her mother who is a musician in Yokohama. She did not come back until her mother passed away a year ago. Come to Tokyo.

"It's okay, if you do the math, it's true that we haven't seen each other for ten years. I didn't expect Zhiyi to be so beautiful, and she looks very similar to your mother Mae." Kinomoto Fujitaka praised.

It's been a long time since I heard my mother's name, and when I suddenly heard that someone still remembered my mother's face, Ori Asada's nose was sore.

When Kinomoto Takashi saw that she thought he had mentioned her sad things, he was a little flustered. Just as he was about to say something, he saw the girl wiped the corners of her wet eyes and smiled sweetly at him: "Thank you, Uncle Kinomoto .”

Asada Nobuo patted the top of her head, "Original, what are you doing holding the cake?"

Only then did Zhiyi come to her senses, and hurriedly handed out the chocolate cake that she had been holding in her arms all this time: "Here, this is a piece of my heart. It's a chocolate lava cake I made myself this morning. I don't know if it suits your taste..."

Kinomoto Fujitaka took the box in her hand, glanced across the transparent plastic window and saw the delicate and small cakes neatly placed inside, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he smiled softly: "It looks beautiful, it must be very good eat."

He turned his head and yelled up the stairs: "Sakura, Toya, the guests are here!"

He was answered by a very energetic and sweet child's voice: "Ah, I'll be down right away!"

then……

The boy in home clothes stepped on light blue slippers and walked down the stairs. Before he saw anyone, he suddenly felt a strange feeling.

The dark brown pupils met the slightly flustered amber eyes. After seeing the girl's uneasy appearance, Momoya Kinomoto raised the tail of her eyebrows slightly, showing slight surprise on her handsome face.

Dizzy girl?

A blurry face suddenly flashed in the distant memory, Kinomoto Momoya slapped his forehead, feeling that his reaction was too slow, and he hadn't recognized her before.

Asada Oriyi, her surname is Asada, isn't she the little girl who always cried behind his ass when she was a child.

"Hello, uncle."

Going down the stairs, Kinomoto Momoya nodded politely to Asada Shinobu, then looked at the girl standing aside, whose expression became weird the moment she saw him, raised her lips and raised her eyebrows and said, "Long time no see, Sister Asada."