Chapter 354 Dad, What Are You Doing! ?

Mitsuha and Naoko went to pick up their sisters. Hojo Kyosuke did not rush back to his seat, but sat in Naoko's seat, stretched out his hand to hold his sister and sit on his feet.

"Kashiko, have you said hello to these sisters?"

While speaking, he took his sister's round little hand like a cartoon character and waved it left and right.

"Of course! Pretty sister!"

Kashiko was a small person, but he spoke with great momentum, as if the emperor was assigning titles to the concubines in the harem.

"Kashiko is so cute, just like Yotsuha when she was a child."

Yukino smiled and stretched out her index finger to gently scratch the palm of the little one's hand, with undisguised love on her face. It's not because she is older than others that she likes children, nor is it because she is like a child who has not grown up, but she likes the simple and happy world of children.

Unlike adults who weigh the pros and cons, for various reasons, they can only tolerate things they don't like.

The world of children is very simple. If they don't like something, they hope they will never see it again. Just like Yotsuba to Teshigahara Katsuhiko, when she sees Sayaka, she will be happy as if she has received pocket money, and when she sees the Teshigahara, she will bluntly say that he is a clown, why does he pester the cute Sayaka all day long.

Yukino Momoka has grown up, but the dividing line of the world is still so clear in her heart. She has felt too much malice in the world, knows that most things in this world will not develop as she wishes, and knows that she cannot drive those malice out of her world.

So, she chose to run away.

Escape from the middle school without Teacher Hinako, escape from Tokyo full of rumors, escape from the hometown without warmth...

Her world is constantly infected by malice, and the white that has existed since childhood is blackened, but she still tries to make her world better, constantly escaping from those complicated things.

Finally, she got a piece of pure land in Itomori, the otherworldly place. Her god planted an apple tree for her, which produced sweet fruits.

Looking at the lovely sister of Hojo Jun in front of her, Yukino Momoka couldn't help but fantasize about her and his children.

The eyes should be black. If it's a boy, I hope they don't have the same eyes as mine, because they look too easy to bully. Hojo-kun's eyes are better. Just a serious face seems to keep the malice of the outside world away. If it's a girl, I hope her eyes are also good like Hojo-kun's, so that she won't worry about being excluded.

The hair should be black, but not like mine. If even the hair is soft, people will think that the character is also weak. It's better to be like Hojo-kun.

The hands should also be like Hojo-kun, big and full of power. Just gently placing them on other people's heads can seem to convey reassuring power.

The nose, mouth, toenails...

It would be best if they were all like Hojo-kun!

As Yukino thought about it, he couldn't help but reach out his hand, wanting to take Kashiko into his arms.

Looking at the pair of white hands stretched out in front of him, Hojo Kyosuke smiled slightly and handed his sister over without hesitation. Kashiko is so lucky. She has so many beautiful sisters to play with since she was a child. She must be a blessed person when she grows up.

"Yukino!"

Kaseiko shouted crisply. Although she could speak very logically, she still had the characteristics of a child. She was very serious when she spoke, and she would look at the other person's face after she finished speaking to confirm whether her words were conveyed well.

"Yeah!"

As a teacher, Yukino was the best at taking care of children. After she brought Kaseiko over, she let Kaseiko sit in front of her as usual.

Because she had informed in advance, the dishes were already being served one after another.

Yukino looked at the dishes in front of her, first excluding the yakitori and beef skewers, and then looked at the oden. The carrots and tofu in it looked very soft, and the cylindrical radish (white radish) had been soaked with soup and dyed light brown.

She picked up a new pair of chopsticks and was about to cut the white radish into small pieces to feed Kaseiko, but she quickly stuck her head out and looked at Hojo Mikiko.

"Aunt Mikiko, can I eat these Kashiko?"

Although this was the umpteenth time that she had called out this name today, Xue Ye couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. After all, Hojo-kun's mother looked too young, and she didn't look like the mother of two children at all. If Xiao Jing were here, she would definitely want to drown herself with alcohol immediately.

But Aunt Mikiko, as expected of Hojo-kun's mother, is a very gentle person. At the first sight of them, she directly held my hand, called me Xiao Baixiangli, and praised me for being cute, as if I were a child like Eriri.

"Yes! All! Kashiko can eat all!"

Such a serious voice would naturally not be from Hojo Mikiko, who had never had any worries. Kashiko stood up and stretched out her hands as if she wanted to take all the dishes on the table in front of her. The little person has a big appetite.

"Wow! Really? Is Kashiko so powerful?"

The opposite Kasumigaoka Shiyu also asked in surprise.

"Yes! Kashiko has been able to eat beef for a long time!" Hojo Kashiko nodded heavily with bright eyes.

Eriri tilted her little face, looking at the black-haired witch next to her in shock, her heart full of disdain.

"Can you even eat green pepper and Shiko?"

The blond girl asked in an exaggerated voice as she picked up the salad mixed with green and red bell peppers in front of her.

"Of course!" Ka Shizi nodded vigorously.

"Hey!!! That's awesome!"

Eirili exclaimed as she moved the salad plate in front of Kashiko, and Kashiko also cooperated by picking up the chopsticks and skillfully picking up a piece of green pepper and stuffing it into his mouth and chewing vigorously.

The children's serious actions were certainly cute, but everyone including Yukino Mokari looked at Eiri with an incomprehensible expression.

"What, what's wrong!"

Eiriri shrank her neck at first, but soon shouted in a higher tone. She looked at least very similar to Kashiko.

Kasumigaoka Shiyu looked at Aunt Meijizi who was smiling over there, moved her lips a few times, and after enduring it again and again, she still couldn't hold back and said:

"Sawamura-san is really an incredible person. I often thought that I had seen her limit, but I didn't expect that she could still surprise me inadvertently."

After finishing speaking, the girl pursed her lips, her expression was like taking a big sip of sugar-free Coke, mixed with shock and disbelief, extremely complicated.

"Pfft~hahahaha——"

The one who laughs so unscrupulously is of course Sakura-sama. Her laughter was like a signal, Yukino, Miki and Naohua all covered their mouths and laughed softly. Although he didn't know what was going on, Kashiko was obviously very like the Hojo family, and he made himself laugh when he picked up some random laughter.

For a moment, the space here was filled with a clear and sweet sound like silver bells. Hojo Kyousuke looked in all directions and didn't know who to look at. The waists of the girls who were sitting seriously were swaying like thin willows in the wind. Just like that, it makes people forget to leave.

Except for one person, of course.

"Is there any problem? It is good for children to eat more green peppers! It can supplement vitamins, anthocyanins, protein..."

Although Eiri's cheeks were red, her mouth was still very hard. After shouting out the protein, even Aunt Mijiko laughed out loud, and she quickly said:

“It also replenishes water!”

Everyone eats at the same table every day, and everyone knows that the blond lady doesn't eat green peppers. Even if the plate came too close to her, she would be as frightened as if she saw radioactive material. Only the green pepper dish made by Hojo Kyosuke could pry open her small mouth and barely manage to take two bites.

"So, it's because you don't eat green peppers that Sawamura-san's development is like this. Well, let me think about how to say it without making you feel embarrassed. Oh, by the way, 'cute'."

Cute? cute? No, isn’t that to praise cats, puppies, and children? The Englishman, who was not good at English, was stunned at first, but fortunately she knew this word. After thinking about it, she immediately got angry:

"You put...you are talking nonsense!"

Her blue eyes secretly glanced at Aunt Miyoko in front of her on the left. Eiri thought to herself: If Kyousuke's mother hadn't been here, I would have just gone back and asked Kyousuke to wash my hair ten times and dip the ponytails in chili oil. Let you know what magic attack is.

"Ah? Green peppers are a good food? Yinglili eats them too!"

Kashiko couldn’t understand what the big-breasted Shiba was saying, but that didn’t stop her from understanding the words of the blond-haired sister Eiri. After hearing that green peppers had so many benefits, the little Kashiko packed the vegetables without hesitation. The salad plate was pushed forward and returned to Yinglili.

"Yinglili, eat, eat more!"

I was still thinking whether dipping it in chili oil would do too much harm, or else Iri, who would switch to soy sauce, heard Kashiko's words and looked at the green pepper salad in front of me. Disgusting feeling.

"Well, eat!" She agreed fiercely, then picked up the condiment bottle next to her and squeezed a bunch of salad dressing on it. She didn't stop until the green peppers no longer looked like they were before.

"You can't learn this, Kashiko~"

Hojo Kyosuke quickly covered the eyes of his younger sister who was watching with gusto, and Yukino finally had the opportunity to feed Kashiko.

Ah, so happy~

Seeing Kashiko obediently eating the food she fed, Yukino Momori felt so happy that she was almost bubbling over, with an unabashed childlike smile on her face.

Yukino found the fun of the party, and Hojo Kyosuke breathed a sigh of relief. Although their mother is here, there is no need to worry that these girls will have nothing to do, but compared to seniors Miki and Shiwa who have met their mother for a long time, Yukino has too little contact with her mother after all. And she was an older child who was even shyer and introverted than Glass, so he couldn't help but be a little worried.

Then he moved between Yukino and Miki.

"Congratulations on winning, Kyosuke."

Miki Okudera picked up the ginger ale, her red lips opening and closing. The gray eyes were extremely bright under the yellow light, as if there were stars twinkling inside, but in fact there was only the figure of a man inside.

"Now that you have the money to open a branch, are you ready to receive capital injections from investors?"

Hojo Kyosuke smiled and took Yukino's orange juice and touched it lightly with Miki.

"Haha~ Oh no, is this banquet actually a briefing meeting for investors?"

Okudera Miki first chuckled, then raised her left hand and gently covered it in front of her mouth, widening her eyes and saying in surprise.

Her slender fingers and each perfectly shaped nail were studded with sparkling rhinestones, and the reflected light seemed to reflect on her pretty face, making her whole person even more bright and beautiful for a while.

"That's right, I, as an investor, am working very hard to make money, and I'm just waiting for you, a little sheep, to help me turn my money into ten or eight times."

Hojo Kyosuke said with a smile, his mind couldn't help but drift to the time when he got the royalties for the serialization for the first time and excitedly went to find Miki. The two of them walked together by the Ochanomizu River. Miki took the magazine and asked her to sign it seriously, allowing herself to experience the joy of becoming a cartoonist for the first time.

Holding the coffee, she sighed to herself that Neon people are really not afraid of being burned. Instead, Miki said that she had a cat's tongue, and then blew "whoosh~" like an idiot, trying to help herself cool down the coffee...

"I thought it was angel investment, but I didn't expect it was actually money from selling my body?"

Miki Okudera smiled coquettishly and twisted her waist rhythmically.

"Isn't that of course? If you eat my rice, of course you will be mine!" Someone said brazenly.

"That's not just rice..."

The girl lowered her head and took a sip of the drink. There were large and small ice cubes undulating and colliding in the orange soda.

That's not just rice, that's my dream.

A boy who came to Tokyo to study alone talked about investing in himself as if he were joking. The two of them were like country people who came to Tokyo for the first time to pursue their dreams. They sat in their cramped apartment, eating modest late-night snacks and talking about their longing for the future.

Even if it is placed in a morning drama, the next best plot is just that the heroine finally sees the nature of society clearly, and finds her own position in this clock where everyone runs as rigidly as a screw.

I didn't give up on my dream, and kept improving my recipes, looking for signature dishes that could support my dream. And the boy who said he wanted to invest in himself like a child's play, first helped himself sell a trivial formula for a million, and miraculously became a cartoonist, truly building something for himself from scratch. The store of my dreams.

Choose a location together, choose a name together, decorate together, and watch your dreams slowly float into the sky together.

It's really like a dream.

"How domineering, Kyosuke."

The girl whispered, then stretched out her pink little tongue and gently stirred the ice cubes in the cup, as if to make them match her mood.

"Because what I like most is the way Miki works hard for her dreams."

Hojo Kyousuke will never forget the books filled with notes he saw in Miki Okudera's apartment. They were not simple notes, but the steps of a person's pursuit of his dreams. She lives in a prestigious all-girls school where she can marry into a wealthy family as soon as she graduates and enter the winning group in life, but she is willing to work so hard every day as a waiter in a restaurant to learn experience.

He has no doubt that even without him, Miki will eventually realize her dream, and even in the future, advertisements for "Yantei" will be played at Shibuya intersections around the clock.

All he did was advance the process slightly so that his name could appear in that woman's dream, which was really not worth mentioning. As he said at the beginning, this is an investment, not a charity.

Hearing this, Miki Okudera couldn't help but raise her head, her thick and slender eyelashes blinked slightly, and her eyes bloomed with astonishing light.

Kyousuke's footsteps never stopped. Although he looked lazy every day, he was really moving towards the future. And what about yourself? The initial dream has been realized. I have my own store and I have been constantly developing nutritious and delicious food. I have already earned back my initial investment. I can’t believe the huge profits I make every day.

So, investors should be more satisfied? Should you make your dreams shine brighter? Maybe, in the future, Kyosuke’s award ceremony will be held in his own restaurant, no, his own hotel?

Okudera Miki felt as if she had returned to the Garden of Words for an instant. At that time, even if she encountered a difficult customer, as long as she thought that this was to accumulate experience for her future store, she could muster up all the courage and rack her brains. Deal with guests thoughtfully.

What a dream...

It’s such a distant and beautiful thing.

"Yeah! Please give me more advice from investors in the future!"

The girl nodded heavily, her voice extremely excited.

"Please give me more advice." Hojo Kyosuke smiled and raised his glass.

Miki Okudera was obviously not the only one who was excited.

【Miyamizu Family】

Hearing that her sister had come to pick her up to celebrate with Kyosuke-san, Yotsuba jumped up from the sofa with a cheer and rushed out the door with her two followers without saying a word.

Mitsuha Miyamizu looked at his father in stunned silence. Did he hear him correctly? Dad, he actually wants to help Kyosuke celebrate?

"What? I'm not welcome at that brat's party?" Toshiki Miyamizu had a stinky face, and it didn't look like he was going to celebrate Hojo Kyosuke at all.