Chapter 423 Whose Knight Are You! ?

If sarcasm is a science, the people in Ruyi House can be divided into three levels.

The one who sits high on the throne of heaven is undoubtedly Kasumigaoka Utaha, who can say expressionlessly to an eyesore, "Seeing such an ugly thing is really bad for the eyes. I feel that my strength has dropped by about 0.5", but in fact, this is still the most basic.

Although Yukinoshita is also very venomous, her mind is very flat and open, not like Kasumigaoka, which is turbulent with joy and deep gaps. Just like when she was designing to target Ishida Hidenori, her venom does not stop at verbal attacks. When she said, "Ah, you actually have two arms, you must feel that too many arms make it inconvenient to move, let me help you break one off", please don't think she is joking.

How can a person who can be so strict with himself be magnanimous to others?

In the long-lasting war with Eriri, even if she provoked the dispute when she was in the initiative, she would never remain indifferent to Eriri's counterattack.

After breaking the blonde princess's trick of weighing scales, she only left a reserved and arrogant look, leaving the little golden hairy stomping madly, waving her golden twin tails to attack Hojo Kyosuke.

"Would you like to eat tempura?"

Someone whispered intimately.

Full of greasy aroma, the tempura is crunchy when you bite it lightly, the crispy bread crumbs run around in your mouth, mixed with the sweetness of fresh shrimp and the unique aroma of sesame oil, it is a magical food that can make people forget all their troubles. Fried food has such magic.

Of course, since there is tempura, there must be ice cola, which is a perfect match and a wonderful drink that can share the world with ice beer. After all, although the aroma of oil is charming, it will inevitably make people feel greasy. Ice-cold, carbon dioxide-filled ice cola is the best solution to this shortcoming.

The light water vapor on the glass of brown liquid seemed to cool down the calories just eaten. All the guilt was expelled from the body with a refreshing burp, and the food could be enjoyed more happily.

At this moment, holding a piece of shiso leaf tempura with chopsticks in the right hand and holding the exclusive glass in the right hand, there was no resentment just now. If time did not allow, the TV would have been turned on long ago.

Looking at Eriri with a happy face, Hojo Kyosuke's conscience, which actually did not run away from home, jumped out to condemn his master again.

"Look at her! Look at Eriri! Look at this innocent and kind girl who is as clean as a blank sheet of paper, such a beautiful girl who is like an angel, how could you bear to do this, your conscience, I am in pain now! Really in pain!" - by Hojo Kyosuke's Conscience

Hojo Kyosuke's smile remained unchanged. For a man, being woken up in the middle of the night and walking out of the warm bed into the kitchen to endure the smoke and fire might be a little uncomfortable, but when he saw the girl eating the food he made with big mouthfuls, and looked at the satisfaction and happiness blooming on her bright little face, he would instantly feel that all the efforts were worth it.

Not to mention getting up in the middle of the night to cook, even if he brought the soil he brought from Koshien after losing the game to plant flowers for her, he would not hesitate. Although the soil was not suitable for planting flowers, he would never lose.

"How dare you say such a thing? It's unbelievable that there are such shameless people in the world! Didn't you deliberately make delicious food to tempt Eriri at night because you accepted Kasumigaoka's commission?" - by Hojo Kyosuke's Conscience

Hojo Kyosuke picked up the Coke bottle and helped Eriri fill the glass. The girl raised her little face and showed a sweet smile, and he returned the same smile, not forgetting to ask what she wanted to eat next?

This is also helpless, who asked Shiyu Senior to say such a thing, who can refuse such a temptation. In comparison, Eriri, who doesn't pay at all, is more like an unscrupulous boss. I am already the best person in the world for my dedication.

"... Indeed, Shiyu said so, there is no way."

Even the conscience of Hojo Kyosuke, who has always been famous for his integrity, nodded in agreement.

Right, if I still refuse after seeing Shiyu Senior's look, Eriri will look down on me!

Thinking of this, Hojo Kyosuke couldn't help but recall the seductive look of Senior Shiyu two hours ago.

His white fingers gently touched the plump red lips: "I want to eat something here~"

With that beautiful face, gorgeous wine-red eyes, and the looming whiteness, she was like a succubus from hell, easily arousing the deepest desires in a man's heart.

So, I just agreed to do such a small thing, instead of signing a contract to sell my soul in a daze, which is enough to prove my strong will. The more someone thought about it, the more confident he became, and he couldn't help but give himself a thumbs up in his heart.

Seeing that the food on the plate in front of Eriri was decreasing, Hojo Kyosuke quickly stood up and began to prepare the next wave of tempura.

Whether it was fried pork chops, fried shrimps, or fried potatoes, they were all the best when they were just out of the pan. The fried foods just out of the pan and the fried foods later are basically two different types of food. If they are not eaten immediately, they will be on the same level as fried green peppers.

Of course, fried green peppers are also a very delicious dish. The reason why I give this example is because the person who tastes the dish now is Eri. For the blonde princess, if there really is Doraemon in the world, she will definitely order her ultimate knight Hojo Kyosuke to capture the blue tanuki, and then use the phone booth to give away all the green peppers in the world without hesitation. wipe out.

As for whether the disappearance of green peppers will lead to the destruction of the world, or whether it will make those who like green peppers so painful that they commit suicide, it is completely outside her scope of consideration.

To sum up, although it was Shiba-senpai's trick to try to get Eri to eat when she was sad after being defeated, Hojo Kyosuke did not compromise at all when cooking. As a chef with a whole room full of kitchen knives, he is devoted to cooking.

It was definitely not to satisfy Senior Shiyu so that she could be satisfied, nor was it to make Yinglili feel embarrassed to scold her after she found out she had gained weight.

Then the next morning, a scream that could not be isolated even by the soundproof door and walls rang through Ruyi's dormitory.

When Glass, who looked nervous and worried, opened the door with the lily hanging on it, what he saw was a man with wide eyes looking at the scale, with a look on his face like "The world will be destroyed. Compared to the scale, green peppers are really too big." Eri-ri has a gentle expression. It is a complex expression of disbelief, despair, and wanting to destroy the world and start over again.

Then without waiting for Glass to ask what happened, Kasumigaoka Shishi, who had been ready for a long time, suddenly stepped into this dreamy room.

Yes, a dream room, the kind of dream room that every little girl would scream at and idolize its owner.

In the old Furukawa Gardens home that could be used as a tourist attraction, Eri's room was decorated like the most luxurious suite in a five-star hotel, or like a standard aristocratic room.

An English green bed, a luxurious sofa, a grid of glass doors leading to a spacious balcony, a Persian carpet, a wicker chair for having afternoon tea, plaster strips on the roof, and curtains on the bed all reflect elegance. Elegant.

The only problem is, it doesn't look like a teenage girl's room.

And now this room, which is not as big as the bathroom of Spencer's house, is full of the cuteness of a little girl.

The wallpaper was mainly bright yellow Lemon King last week, but today it has turned into brown Cola Princess. The carpet is no longer an abstract geometric pattern with a special meaning or a medallion pattern in the center, but a magic circle with unknown meaning.

Although he didn't know the effect, Hojo Kyosuke was sure that it was designed by Eiriri herself, and he didn't know if she was preparing to become a magical girl in the future. But if he had to say it, it wasn't a good career. Whether it is a real magical girl or a fantasy magical girl from the second grade of middle school, the ending is very disappointing.

Wait, looking at Eiri sitting on the magic circle with a miserable and desperate look on her face, Hojo Kyosuke suddenly had a guess.

Could this mean that the magic circle has taken effect?

In short, Kasumigaoka Shiu, who had already put on her school uniform, squeezed through the crowd, walked on the catwalk with her beautiful black legs, swaying her short skirt, walked into the room elegantly and beautifully, glanced at the number displayed on the scale, and let out a sound that seemed to come from The sigh of the abyss.

Standing at the door, Hojo Kyousuke clearly heard Eiriri's heartbroken voice.

Of course he won't gain that much weight just from a late-night snack, but just like Yinglili asked him to tamper with Shiyu's scale, Shiyu also allowed himself to tamper with Yinglili's scale. The latter was not inspired by the former, but came up with this trick before Yinglili.

Seeing that the black mist of corruption was beginning to emit from Eiriri's body, Hojo Kyousuke quickly squeezed into the room.

"It doesn't matter, I will run with you from today on!" He knelt down and took Ying Lili into his arms.

Glass next to you also quickly started to comfort you: "It's okay, I'm two kilograms fatter than you, Yinglili."

Eiriri, who had thrown herself into Hojo Kyosuke's arms and was about to vent, turned around with emotion when she heard this, and then saw Nishimiya Glass's plump breasts that almost hit her face. They would really break the buttons. Huge and ready to be heard are simply words created for her!

"Wow-ah-"

The blond princess raised her head and began to cry. Her voice was so sad and melodious that the apes on both sides of the Yangtze River were so convinced that they became their disciples.

"Oh! The kind of desperate crying that Teacher Zhue mentioned is just like you Eri-ri!"

Although he knew it was inappropriate, Glass couldn't help but cover his mouth and exclaimed.

Then the blond princess's cries became more pitiful and sad, and the little hand pinching Hojo Kyousuke's thigh became harder and harder.

At the door of the room, Kasumigaoka Shiu, who had already exited, happily high-fived the dog-headed military advisor Yamauchi Sakura.

There are no winners in this protracted war, it just goes on and on.

In the courtyard, Eiri, who was gasping for air and had no strength to even speak, slumped on a chair and listened carefully to Yamauchi Sakura's advice in front of her.

"In the final analysis, there is no accurate definition of getting fat, right? What exactly is a perfect figure? You can't say that you are getting fat if you gain weight, right? Maybe you are just making progress towards a perfect figure. This is a problem. A kind of self-complement!”

Sakuraga spoke plausibly, as if he was discussing the Mars resource extraction plan as seriously as he could.

"Think about it, people without friends can question the definition of friends and save themselves from loneliness. Why can't people who gain weight redefine the standard of a perfect body and rationalize their weight gain!

Just because you gain weight, you have to run like a dead dog. Isn't it ridiculous in itself!"

The girl was indignant, as if she was the one running just now, but in fact, she also ran, and the amount was the same as Eriri's. However, although she now does radio gymnastics every day to exercise, Eriri's physical strength is still not as good as Yamauchi Sakura. Even if the latter's physical fitness has declined seriously, the hard work of more than ten years will not be easily defeated by fate.

As if she suddenly realized something, Sakura suddenly looked aside:

"Sorry, Momotaro, I'm not scolding you."

As she said that, she stretched out her foot and gently kicked the white and furry puppy lying straight with its limbs stretched out and its belly pressed against the grass.

As Eriri's best friend, Momotaro naturally accompanied her to run. Besides, even if we don't mention this best friend, even Aniki and the big sister went running, how could it be absent?

But unfortunately, the puppy has not grown into a qualified sled dog yet, and he collapsed halfway through the run, letting Hojo Kyosuke carry him.

At this moment, facing the apology of the big sister, Momotaro didn't even have the strength to say it was okay, and he still lay there with his tongue sticking out.

"You are so useless, Momotaro, a puppy like you will be despised!" Eriri said disdainfully.

嘤嘤嘤嘤嘤嘤——

Momotaro made a series of shouts that everyone could hear were curses, and he was full of energy, not at all like he was half dead just now. But then again, Eriri was the same. Although she didn't have the energy to discuss with Sakura, she was very powerful when she was getting to know Momotaro.

"Stupid puppy!"

嘤嘤嘤——

The man and the dog cursed each other again, then stopped fighting and continued to pant.

Just stop at the right time, quite gentlemanly, completely different from another war.

The dog-headed military strategist Yamauchi Sakura got the affirmation of the blonde princess, and his expression became more lively and excited, and he kept saying bad ideas.

When Hojo Kyosuke walked out of the living room with a plate of cantaloupe, the next battle plan had been determined.

Eriri had to use all her strength, including but not limited to her most loyal knight Hojo Kyosuke, the smartest military strategist Yamauchi Sakura, and her most solid backing parents, to build a set of perfect body standards based on her.

"First of all, let's start with the magazine that published Naoka's work last time. Fashion magazines should be happy to discuss the body standards of new generation women."

Eriri pondered, and Naoka should be happy too, after all, if the standards change, it will be beneficial to her.

"Then there will be talk shows, let the runaway angels hang out on the streets, and go to those TV shows that interview on the streets or have rustic bloggers." Military strategist Yamauchi Sakura added.

"School can't be left behind, right? Let the people in your school's radio club discuss this matter, and invite Hui to be a guest." Hojo Kyosuke also actively offered suggestions.

"The radio club can, the things they discuss every day are boring, and they won't refuse such interesting things."

Eriri's blue eyes bloomed with wisdom:

"But Hui can't!"

How could she not see that Hui's breasts were bigger than hers!

"Let Naoka go! It's time for her to do something to thank me as a senior!"

Terrible, Eriri, whose IQ and EQ will rise sharply as long as it's not a serious matter, has once again become a substitute mode.

Naoka, who was sitting aside and eating melon silently, covered her face and sighed helplessly, and didn't intend to refuse. She had participated in such nonsense countless times.

Glass sat quietly aside with a white towel in her hand, with a gentle smile on her face. Only when the cantaloupe juice on the chin of Hojo Kyosuke's face was about to drip, she would raise her hand and gently wipe it with the towel.

Yukino was a little worried sitting aside, fearing that the next moment the blonde princess would order her to have a good talk about the new body standard during class at school. However, after looking down following Hojo-kun's gaze, she felt relieved, thinking that she would also be excluded by Eriri.

Thank you for your plan, monthly tickets and recommendation tickets, thank you.