Ke Xue: My standards for dating are not problematic!

Chapter 430 Elbow! Come inside with me!

"Ah sneeze!"

Kitahara Natsuhiro sneezed violently, rubbed his nose, grabbed a tissue from the coffee table to wipe it, and then casually tossed it into the trash can.

"Looks like someone's talking about me behind my back. It's probably a woman. I wonder if this woman is part of Rum's honey trap. I'm really looking forward to it!"

He is not afraid of anyone harming him, but he is afraid of someone not targeting him.

After all, this kind of life is more interesting. He is, after all, a superhuman, and he always needs to find some fun. Even if it's others finding fun for him, it doesn't matter. It's just for entertainment.

In short, we must have fun!
"What's wrong? You've caught a cold."

At that moment, Judy Sterling came out of the kitchen wearing an apron and carrying a plate of food.

Before they knew it, Kitahara Natsumi and Judy had been together for a while, and during this time they had sparred with each other a few times, but the result of the sparring was always that Judy lost.

But Judy also reaped the benefits, namely, a noticeable change in her body, making her look younger.

Youth, like a poison, has corrupted Judy, causing her to lean towards Kitahara Natsuyu's side.

Of course, Judy can still distinguish right from wrong on major issues, and she really admires Kitahara Natsuhiro.

As long as Kitahara Natsuyu doesn't commit any fundamental offenses, their relationship will remain as it is.

Therefore, the two of them became increasingly close.

After getting off work today, Kitahara Natsuyu went to Judy's house. As for Okino Yoko, who lives next door, she has started her career again and is very busy, so she is not at home at all.

That's why Kitahara Natsuhiro came here.

After all, his lover lived next door and went to get off work on time every day. How could he possibly sleep alone?
It will come naturally.

However, Judy doesn't exactly clock in and out on time, because she wears many hats: she's not only an English teacher at Teitan High School, but also an FBI agent.

Sometimes it is necessary to report the latest situation to the FBI branch.

Today, Judy went to report intelligence to James and only returned half an hour ago, without having eaten yet.

That's why she came out of the kitchen at this time.

As for why it wasn't Kitahara Natsumi who came out but Jodie, it was because Jodie wanted to cook a meal herself.

In addition, she has been practicing her cooking skills recently, when in Rome, do as the Romans do.

So when she saw Kitahara Natsuhiro at home, she decided to let him try her cooking.

Of course, her skills weren't very proficient; they were only passable.

However, Kitahara Natsuhiro had already eaten dinner, but one more meal wouldn't matter, especially with a beautiful woman by his side, making the meal even more enjoyable!

"No, I'm perfectly healthy, how could I possibly catch a cold!" Kitahara Natsuyu leaned back on the sofa, watching TV, and said, "You should know that very well."

"I think someone must be thinking about me, which is why I reacted. You should know that I'm a very sensitive person!"

Hearing this, Judy rolled her eyes at Kitahara Natsuyu: "You, you always make suggestive remarks, can't you be serious for once?"

"Serious?" Kitahara Natsuyu chuckled. "I'm being quite serious right now. After all, I didn't go to the kitchen to find you, so I let you cook in peace. I'm being very serious."

He had actually tried the kitchen scene before, but not on Judy, and he didn't really have the chance to try it on her anyway.

But seeing how exhausted Judy was, having just returned home, he didn't think of taking any action.

He is a man who will cherish women!
Besides, the night is still long, there's no need to rush!
"You—" Judy paused for a moment, then immediately understood what she meant: "How can you have such a big mind?!"

"Otherwise, I can't possibly be here thinking about other women or other men, can I?!"

The former will happen, but the latter will definitely not happen!
"Hmph!" Judy snorted coldly. "I bet you're thinking about some woman right now. You haven't set your sights on another one, have you?"

"Besides, you didn't come home last night, you must have gone out fooling around again!"

Because they were neighbors, she could see Kitahara Natsuhiro's balcony from her own balcony, and she could tell whether Kitahara Natsuhiro was home or not just by looking at the lights.

In other words, Judy is there every night.
"Judy, do you use the lights every night to tell if I'm home? You're spying on me!" Kitahara Natsuyu said with a half-smile.

In fact, he had known about this for a long time, but he simply chose not to say it.

Anyway, Judy couldn't possibly get any information from him, since he was just an honest and law-abiding physical education teacher and restaurant owner.

But things have come to this point, so everything should be said.

"I...I didn't do that!" Upon hearing this, Judy's eyes darted away, and she became panicked.

She did indeed do that before.

After all, as an FBI agent, she needs to be vigilant, and it's essential for her to keep an eye on her neighbors at all times.

But to outsiders, this kind of thing does seem a bit perverted, and might even lead to the police being called.

After all, nobody wants to be ogled every day, not even a beautiful woman.

However, some perverts might take this opportunity to force the other party to do something.

It seems, it appears, it's possible that Kitahara Natsuhiro did just that!
What? I'm a pervert? Never mind then!
I am!
Kitahara Natsuhiro has never denied this point.

So what if a man is a little perverted! (With complete self-righteousness!)

"Yes, yes, you don't!" Kitahara Natsuyu nodded perfunctorily. "But is it really okay for you to keep chatting with me here? What about the food in the kitchen?"

"Ah!" Judy suddenly cried out in panic, immediately turning back to the kitchen to salvage her dinner: "My food! I shouldn't have chatted with you outside, it's all burnt!"

"It's alright, you still have ingredients in your fridge, you can just make it again. Do you need my help?" Kitahara Natsumi asked kindly.

The next second, Judy's voice came from the kitchen: "No, no need, I can do it myself."

"If I really let you in, I might not be able to eat dinner tonight!"

"Nonsense!" Kitahara Natsuhiro protested loudly, "You can have dessert after dinner!"

"Dessert?" Judy, who was cleaning the pot, paused for a moment, then realized what she meant, and her cheeks flushed. "You really are a jerk!"

"Oh, you just found out?" Kitahara Natsuyu said, his head held high, his face full of arrogance.

"Damn it," Judy cursed, "Just you wait, you'll see!" "Fine, I'll wait. If you don't teach me a lesson, I'll teach you a lesson!" Kitahara Natsuyu rolled up his sleeves, ready to go all out.

"Hmm, it tastes good!" Kitahara Natsumi ate a big mouthful of rice, picked up a piece of vegetables with his chopsticks, and continued eating rice.

Although he didn't do anything big with Judy, he ate several bowls of rice.

"How's my cooking now?" Judy asked, taking small bites of her food while holding her bowl and chopsticks.

Upon hearing this, Kitahara Natsuyu mumbled while chewing, "Not the best, but not the worst either, it's alright."

Hearing this, Judy's smile faded considerably. She poked at her rice with her chopsticks and said, "Do all Japanese girls know how to cook, and are good at it?"

After arriving in Japan, she learned about the courses offered there, including a home economics course.

As for the home economics class, it's simply a matter of the school teachers teaching household skills, including cooking.

However, these courses are only taught in primary and secondary schools, and they are no longer offered in high school.

Even so, there are quite a few people in Japan who know how to cook, and almost everyone can cook.

But being able to cook and cooking well are two different things.

Eri Kisaki was one of those who slipped through the net, and Sonoko could be considered half of them.

Xiaolan, on the other hand, is an absolute queen, completely different from her best friend and her mother!
"Who said that?!" Kitahara Natsuyu stopped eating and looked at Judy with some surprise.

"Huh?" Judy seemed a little lost in thought. "Isn't that how it is? You have home economics classes in elementary and middle school, which include cooking lessons. There are even some home economics universities. Shouldn't a high percentage of students be cooking?"

Hearing this, Kitahara Natsuyu laughed and said, "No, some people just coast through class and don't study properly at all. They can't even cut vegetables."

"After all, not all women like to use knives to cut things and get covered in grease and smoke. Girls are very concerned about their appearance and body odor."

"So those girls who can cook are just a small part of the group, not many."

"Moreover, their skills are quite limited, and some dishes don't even require cooking!"

Before he traveled through time, he had seen some Japanese people's meals on Douyin (TikTok).

In the morning, I'd have rice balls and sandwiches from the convenience store; at noon, I'd go to a ramen shop; and in the evening, I'd have natto salad, tofu with scallions, and a little bit of pickled cucumber—that's my dinner.

So, don't overestimate their cooking skills; in fact, most of them don't even know how to cook.

Moreover, these are all things learned in elementary and middle school, while there are no such courses in the three years of high school. By the time they need to use them, they may have forgotten them all.

After all, what schools teach are just the basics, unlike specialized culinary schools that can help you develop muscle memory.

Those professional schools will have you cut a potato into flower shapes and flip it in a wok, which is not a regular cooking course.

Japanese schools are designed to keep you from starving, but other specialized schools are designed to help you find a job so you won't starve!
"Oh, I see." Judy suddenly realized what was going on.

However, you can't really blame her. After all, there really are such courses in Japan. Besides, Ran is a very good cook and is also her student, so she unconsciously started to apply this to other girls through Ran.

As for the garden, it is not considered.

After all, she's the second daughter of the Suzuki zaibatsu; how could they possibly let her cook? Absolutely not!

Unless Sonoko wants to cook a meal herself, and the fact that Sonoko is currently working for Kitahara Natsuhiro is purely because she finds it interesting and wants to pass the time.

Of course, that's not the main point; the main point is that I want to watch the show.

Who wouldn't want to come to a place where you can pay to watch a show?

“So don’t think too highly of Japanese women. It’s the norm that they can’t cook; those who can cook are always a minority!” Kitahara Natsuyu said.

"Then why are your cooking skills so good?" Judy couldn't help but ask.

Kitahara Natsuyu couldn't help but laugh, and his smile gradually became more unrestrained: "Of course, I'm planning to find a rich woman."

"A long time ago, the doctor said I had a bad stomach, so I wanted to find a rich woman with a skill so I could have a secure future!"

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Upon hearing this, Judy was momentarily speechless.

Because she couldn't tell whether Kitahara Natsuhiro was telling the truth or just teasing her!
I can't tell them apart, I really can't tell them apart!
"What?" Kitahara Natsuyu said, "You don't believe me? Actually, it's the truth!"

"That was indeed my thought before. That way, I wouldn't need to work hard myself, and I could just live off my wife without any worries!"

"But now, I've become a rich woman, while everyone else has become a gigolo!"

In other words, Yukiko has become a kept man, while he has become a "rich woman"—the roles have been reversed!
However, before those things happened, Yukiko was indeed a rich woman, and he could indeed live off her!

Unfortunately, he was too clever for his own good, and he ended his own path of living off a woman, embarking on a completely different road.

How unpredictable life truly is!

“Uh…” Judy looked at Kitahara Natsuyu’s sincere expression, and then at the skills she had learned in the FBI.

She discovered that what Kitahara Natsuhiro said was actually true; this man really did want to be with a rich woman.

That's really unexpected!
"Didn't you ever think about fighting for it yourself?" Judy asked.

"Strive on your own?" Kitahara Natsuyu waved his hand and said, "I'm simply not cut out for that. I know myself very well."

"Isn't your restaurant doing very well?"

"A restaurant? If it weren't for Amuro Tooru, it would have collapsed long ago. So I was really prepared to gamble my appearance and body on a future!"

“Okay.” Judy’s cheeks twitched involuntarily. “I never thought you were this kind of man.”

"Looks like I've shattered your impression of me," Kitahara Natsuyu said with a grin. "The me you saw before might have been a fake, but the me you see now is the real me!"

"So, you should be done eating now, right?"

"what happened?"

"Elbow, come into the house with me!"

(End of this chapter)