Ke Xue: My standards for dating are not problematic!

Chapter 189 Akiko: I can't take it anymore, I really can't eat anymore!

"how is it going?"

Akiko Yonehara sat at the dining table, leaned closer, and quickly asked, a glimmer of hope flashing in her eyes.

Kitahara Natsuhiro swallowed a bite of tomato, picked up an egg, looked up, and said with a smile.

"not bad."

Akiko Yonehara had taken home economics classes in school, so she had some basic knowledge and it wasn't too difficult for her to pick it up again.

But if you ask her to make some more complicated Chinese dishes, then she's not quite up to it, but this is enough for her.

They've already done so much for you, so don't ask for anything more.

"There's just a little too little salt. Remember to add a little more next time you cook, just a tiny bit, otherwise it will be too salty."

Kitahara Natsuhiro extended his thumb and forefinger, making a gesture resembling a universe at his fingertips.

A little more is just right, but if you accidentally add too much, it will be too salty.

In short, it can be summed up in two words: moderation.

How much salt? A suitable amount.

How much sugar? A suitable amount.

When it comes to cooking, don't ask how much seasoning to use; just use the right amount. The key is practice makes perfect.

"How much salt should I add?" Akiko Yonehara asked.

"A suitable amount!"

Upon hearing this, Akiko Yonehara looked puzzled: "Why do you also say 'appropriate amount'? Some of the books I bought also say 'appropriate amount'."

"Why can't it be accurate to the gram?"

She watched some food programs on TV, and the people there were very precise, down to the gram, especially when it came to Western cuisine.

"If you're precise down to the gram, cooking loses its fun."

"Then it would just be robots cooking."

Kitahara Natsuyu turned around, cupped her cheeks, and said, "Compared to robots cooking, I still prefer your cooking; it has more of a homely, human touch."

"By the way, I like my steak well-done; if it's still red, it's not cooked!"

He's a rather traditional person. If the meat is red, it means it's not cooked through. If it's not cooked through, just stew it a little longer, and then it'll be ready to eat.

After all, eating mushrooms that aren't fully cooked is considered bad luck.

Although many foods in Japan are raw and can be eaten raw, he still can't get used to them; it's a matter of personal taste and habit.

"So this is ah."

Akiko Yonehara nodded, understanding the meaning behind his words.

In short, the food she cooks is delicious, I love it, and I can be particular about the saltiness or other aspects, since it's all at home.

As for the outside, then we have to be a bit picky, since we've already paid for it.

But this steak.
She didn't make steak today either.

But it's not a big problem. She prefers stewed beef, and she doesn't like rare or medium-rare steaks, especially when they're cut open and there's red blood flowing out, which looks quite scary.

"All right."

Kitahara Natsumi picked up some tomatoes and eggs and put them in her bowl: "You've been busy for so long, you should eat something!"

"I'll feel bad if you get thin from hunger."

Akiko Yonehara took a bite of the egg and tomato in her bowl, said "delicious," and then looked up at him with a glare: "You're not worried about me getting thin from hunger, you just think I won't feel good to touch if I lose weight."

She knew Kitahara Natsuhiro's preferences perfectly well.

I like plump women, not skinny ones.

Because full breasts feel comfortable to touch, and are even more comfortable to use.

"Hehe." Kitahara Natsuyu laughed and put some more food into her bowl: "Looks like you understand me very well."

"Then eat more. Don't worry about gaining weight. Even if you gain 200 pounds, I won't dislike you."

"Two hundred catties?" Akiko Yonehara said, "I don't want two hundred catties."

“My current weight is already quite high, so I will definitely not gain weight to 200 pounds. And if I really did weigh 200 pounds, you would definitely dump me.”

"You men are just like that, always looking for something new and easily bored."

Although she is nearly 1.7 meters tall, which is quite tall, she still cannot accept the weight of 200 pounds, not even in her imagination.

So no, absolutely no.

“I’ve never been fickle,” Kitahara Natsuyu said. “Don’t generalize.”

"I can be quite loyal to one person."

"He's faithful to every woman, isn't he!"

Akiko Yonehara chimed in with a sarcastic remark.

“You said that, I didn’t,” Kitahara Natsuyu laughed.

He was actually going to say that, but he didn't expect that Huangzi would say it first.

"Hmph, I know exactly what you're up to." Akiko Yonehara sighed, "Forget it, there's no point in saying anything now."

"Because I can't live without you anymore."

"Go, get me a bowl of rice, I'm hungry."

Upon hearing this, Kitahara Natsuyu stood up, picked up her bowl, and said softly, "Yes, my queen."

"But do you need me to feed you later?"

"You can sit on my lap and I'll feed you bite by bite."

Upon hearing this, Akiko Yonehara immediately refused: "No way."

"I can eat it myself, and I know exactly what you're thinking."

Kitahara Natsuyu is such a jerk, he's always trying to bully me.

"Fine!"

Akiko Yonehara's refusal was within his expectations.

Having spent so much time in the fitting room, she wasn't particularly hungry yet.

"Then I'll go get you some rice." Kitahara Natsuyu got up and took a few steps, then turned back and said, "Are you sure you don't want any?"

"Go get me some rice!" Akiko Yonehara said firmly.

Hearing this, Kitahara Natsuyu sighed, lowered his head, hunched his back, and went to serve her rice.

Akiko Yonehara looked at the 'unhappy' Natsuhiro Kitahara and said nothing.

She knew it was all an act, and wouldn't fall for any trick to get her to agree to be fed.

so.
Da me, da me, da me!

Well.
Uh-huh! ! !

After the strange noise, only the two people's slightly rapid breathing remained in the room.

"Xia Yu, it's so good to be with you."

Akiko Yonehara shifted slightly, finding a comfortable spot to lie down in his arms. Her body was still trembling slightly, and her fair skin had become much rosier.

However, she still lost to Kitahara Natsuhiro in this battle, and every battle ended in her defeat.

So she vowed to wash away this shame and even planned to enroll in a yoga class.

Anyway, she hasn't had much to do lately, and summer vacation is just around the corner, so she'll have more time to do her own things and even go on trips with Kitahara Natsuyu.

Hearing this, Kitahara Natsuyu leaned against the headboard and smiled, reaching out to stroke her smooth skin, and said softly, "There's something even better, do you want it?"

Upon hearing this, Akiko Yonehara nodded and said, "No, I'm already full."

"So let's save it for next time!"

Sometimes, being greedy isn't a good thing, and she still hasn't recovered from it.

And before this, she was flying in the sky while her soul chased on the ground.

"By the way, I'm also thinking of signing up for a yoga class. What do you think?" Akiko Yonehara added.

She genuinely wants to improve.

Hearing this, Kitahara Natsuyu's eyes lit up: "That's great! It can exercise your body and make you more exciting."

"I completely agree. If needed, I can practice with you."

"I'm not going to practice with you." Akiko Yonehara wrinkled her nose and rejected the suggestion.

Doing yoga with Kitahara Natsuhiro?

Please, this isn't yoga at all, and they won't be doing yoga together in the end.

"You're such a cheapskate." Kitahara Natsumi chuckled, not pressuring him. "Want to go take a shower?"

Akiko Yonehara shook her head and wriggled slightly. "No, I'll wash tomorrow morning. I don't want to move at all right now. I want to sleep. Hold me while I sleep," Akiko Yonehara said coquettishly.

“Okay.” Kitahara Natsuyu smiled, snuggled closer, and hugged Yonehara Akiko tightly. “Sleep now, I’ll always be here for you.”

"Yes, don't leave me."

"never."

Not long after, exhausted Akiko Yonehara fell asleep, with a trace of tears still on the corner of her eye.

Kitahara Natsuhiro kissed her forehead, then closed his eyes and began to rest.

soon
Kitahara Natsuhiro suddenly opened his eyes, glanced at Mihara Akiko, looked at her who was fast asleep, a smile appeared on his face, and then tiptoed out from under the covers, his feet stepping onto the cold and slippery floor.

The floor was covered with fragments of silk, some black, some flesh-colored, and some white—you name it.

These are all the stockings that Akiko Yonehara wore tonight, and they're all new.

But after this battle, all those stockings were ruined, and he had torn them to shreds himself.

Since stockings are disposable anyway, it won't hurt to tear them, and they can even make life more harmonious for the two of you, so why not?

At that moment, Kitahara Natsuhiro, who was standing on the floor, waved his hand, and the phone on the bedside table floated over. He picked it up and began to read the text messages on it.

To prevent his phone from doing anything unexpected, he turned off the ringer and didn't even turn on the vibrator.

So whether you call or text, it won't bother them.

It's easy to miss messages, but it's not a big problem.

When Kitahara Natsuhiro turned on his phone, he saw a text message from Vermouth.

The text message was very brief, just stating the time to organize the operation, and it was only a little past eleven o'clock, so there was still plenty of time.

The Black Organization set the time at 1 a.m.

Because between 1 a.m. and 4 a.m., when people are most sleepy, this is the perfect time to steal explosives from the Japanese gunpowder depot.

Furthermore, the criminal organization had scouted the location several times before the operation, ensuring that this time it would be absolutely foolproof.

But they never imagined that there was a traitor named Vermouth in the team, and even more so, a real traitor named Kitahara Natsuhiro.

Vodka, here I come again!
Kitahara Natsuyu put away his phone, a sly smile on his face, and carefully left the room, closing the door behind him as he entered the living room.

The next second, he burst into flames, blackish-purple flames enveloping his body and burning away all the odor.

Normally, he would definitely take a shower before going out, but now that Akiko is asleep, how can he take a shower without his partner?

So just burn yourself, it's simpler and easier.

Then, Kitahara Natsuyu took out a set of clothes from the unknown space and put them on.

After getting dressed, he transformed into Gastly, floated from the living room to the balcony, and then went directly from the balcony to Sherry's base.

at the same time.

Inside the black organization's base.

Vodka, Tequila, and Vermouth, along with some peripheral organization members, are all geared up and ready to go out and make a big splash.

It sent shivers down the spines of the entire city of Tokyo.

As for the two snipers, Cohen and Chianti, they were not involved in this incident because they had more important matters to attend to, and according to their reconnaissance.

They didn't need a fancy team to rob the Japanese gunpowder depot; anyone with a little skill could have gone in and taken the gunpowder.

After all, the management is really bad, there are loopholes everywhere, and there are quite a few people with connections.

For them, this place is no different from being at home.

Sending Vermouth was just in case something unexpected happened.

For example, someone might want to double-cross someone else.

With such poor management and security, this lucrative opportunity might not be something they want to take; others might try to get involved, so we have to be careful.

Of course, that's not the point. The point is that Gin specifically sent Vermouth for his little brother.

If anything unexpected happens, Vermouth's abilities will make cleaning up the mess a piece of cake.

Gin is really going to great lengths for his little brother!
“Vodka.” Gin looked at him and said coldly, “This is your mission back, so don’t mess it up, or you should know very well what the consequences will be.”

Upon hearing this, Vodka nodded solemnly and said, "Don't worry, brother, there will definitely be no accidents on this mission."

"I'll be back soon, just wait for my good news."

This time he was full of confidence. A mere gunpowder depot in Tokyo was nothing to him, a man who had been trained in the graveyard of empires.

Accident?

There's no way anything could go wrong. If Vodka sets his sights on something, even if the King of Heaven himself came, he'd still load that gunpowder onto a truck and take it with him.

"Yes, I'll wait for your good news."

After saying that, Gin glanced at Vermouth, and when he saw her nod, he turned and left, satisfied.

As expected, Vermouth is still the most reliable.

But while Gin was convincing Vermouth, she was already silently mourning for Vodka for three seconds.

After encountering Gastly last time, I was banished to the Imperial Graveyard and almost died there.

This time, you'll encounter Gastly again, and we don't know what will happen, but it should be quite interesting.

Vermouth smiled enigmatically, but no one noticed.

“It’s getting late, let’s get going!” Vodka said.

“Okay. I have no objection.” Vermouth shrugged.

As for Tequila, he had even less objection. Although he had a code name, his status was still below Vodka's, and he was Vodka's little brother.

What opinions could he possibly have about vodka?

"Then let's go!"

Vodka and the others then left the base in a black car, along with some trucks that were responsible for transporting gunpowder.

After all, such a large quantity of gunpowder would require many trucks to transport.

But Gin had already made all the arrangements, and even the cameras along the way had been taken over by his men, so they would definitely not be able to find any trace of them.

Fifteen minutes later.
A strange figure floated above the black organization, and that figure was none other than Kitahara Natsuyu.

Before he arrived, he had received a text message from Vermouth informing him that they had already set off.

But it's still early, so we can go see Shirley first.

Gastly then disappeared into the darkness, stealthily infiltrating the organization's base.

He followed the scent emanating from Sherry and arrived at her research lab.

"Tsk tsk, still researching so late, the Black Organization is really despicable, making a girl work overtime like this, they should hang a lamppost!"

Kitahara Natsuyu shook his head and darted inside.

Da da da.
Once inside, Shirley was typing on the keyboard, her eyes glued to the data on the screen, a look of excitement on her face.

Kitahara Natsuhiro, who appeared behind Sherry, did not interrupt her, but floated quietly behind her, waiting for the work to be finished.

Then came another burst of clattering keyboard clicks.

Ten minutes passed.

Shirley slowed down her typing, took her hands off the keyboard, leaned back, picked up the now-cold coffee on the table, took a sip, and raised an eyebrow.

She doesn't like drinking cold coffee.

Immediately, she got up and was about to pour out the coffee in her cup when, while brewing a little more coffee, she turned her head and saw a familiar figure.

"Ghost!"

Sherry was startled when she saw Gastly, but immediately became delighted.

"Yo, long time no see, Ms. Sherry." Kitahara Natsuhiro chuckled.

"It's been a long time, I've missed you a little."

As she spoke, Shirley prepared to rush over and give him a hug.

However, Kitahara Natsuhiro skillfully dodged it.

He's a cloud of gas right now, and it's poisonous, so Sherry can't inhale it.

Sherry was stunned for a moment when she saw Gastly's action, but then she realized what was happening.

"Sorry, I forgot, your body is made of gas."

“Yes, you remember. I’m glad.” Kitahara Natsuyu flew around Sherry. “How’s the thing I asked you to do?”

"But it's okay if it's not done well."

"Because you are about to gain your freedom!"

He doesn't particularly need version 3.0 of APTX-4869; it's best to have it, but it's not essential.

Because it can do things that APTX-4869 can't, and it can do things that APTX-4869 can, so it doesn't really need these things.

Moreover, even if it were made, there might be many side effects, such as death if ingested.

In his view, this is the side effect; the effect of the drug is that the body shrinks!

(End of this chapter)