My fiancée's girlfriends all have special skills

Chapter 172: The considerate Xiaotong sets off the arrogance of Ai Li
"This... why is it another three-piece set of guns, bullets and cannons?"

Looking at the food storage box and the smiling Uncle Tsuchiya, Qingyou couldn't help but feel a little sad.

The situation at the time forced him to tell Ai Li the family secrets, which would have been very tiring. However, Ai Li managed to remember it firmly in her mind. She was truly an amazing person.

To be honest, this is just a common trick in the workplace. No matter what your actual situation is, you must continue to play the victim to your boss. If you don't, what if your boss thinks that your workload is not sufficient?
"Uncle Tsuchiya, I think these ingredients can be chosen dialectically."

"Oh? What do you mean?"

"If it's guns and cannons..."

"The young lady specifically asked for something for you. If you refuse, she will hold me accountable."

"……All right."

Qingyou hesitated for a moment, but still took it with gritted teeth.

Uncle Tsuchiya couldn't help but find it funny. This guy was not an indecisive person. However, Qingyou's attitude towards the service staff was always very good, or he didn't treat them as inferiors.

Kindness does not make for an army, but Qingyou does not make for an army either. As the best person to accompany the eldest lady, it is a good thing for him to be a little soft-hearted.

Baking pizza tonight.

While the oven was running, Qingyou searched hard on the Internet for how to make these nutritious ingredients less nutritious. The result was obvious, and he failed at the information retrieval level. It seemed that no netizen would do so, which was probably a waste of ingredients.

Qingyou had to give up. Just then, Hitomi Shimamura sent him a message saying that she had returned to her usual apartment and there was a problem with the apartment's network. The source of the problem seemed to be the switch at the entrance of the apartment building. Hitomi Shimamura volunteered to inspect it, posing as a professional. She also took a photo of the inside of the electrical box, which was full of dust and wires of various colors.

Qingyou expressed his views on the prediction of failure.

It is common for things related to electronics and circuits to malfunction, and troubleshooting is usually quite metaphysical. When I was in the robotics club, I would occasionally fix malfunctions with Xiaotong until it was getting dark, and then Qingyou would send Xiaotong to the station. Sometimes Aili would also supervise Qingyou to see if he was protecting Xiaotong's safety.

Qingyou simply asked Hitomi Shimamura to start a video and conduct a remote diagnosis directly.

[Well, Senior, you should stay at home with Aili. I can handle this on my own! ]

[How can I do that? Besides, it’s something I’m interested in. Just open the video and let me watch it. I’ll just have to wait for the pizza to be baked.]

【[picture]】

On the other side of the city, in the dark and damp maintenance room at the entrance of the apartment, Hitomi Shimamura looked at the picture sent by Qingyou. There was a tempting pizza in the big oven, and the thin crust was covered with toppings she had never seen before. She had never seen toppings piled like this, but judging from the ingredients, they all seemed to be what Aili liked to eat.

Well……

She felt inexplicably sad, and then wondered what she was sad about. Aili was the principal wife, and it was only natural for the senior to cook for Aili and pamper her.

Immediately, Hitomi Shimamura stopped worrying, turned on the video, and remotely connected with Qingyou to repair the electrical box together.

The senior still put safety first as always, and kept reminding her not to operate with electricity and to wear insulating gloves, etc., even though she was obviously not a child anymore.

According to ordinary people, repairing equipment is quite boring, but this happens to be the common point of interest between Hitomi Shimamura and Kiyoyu.

Speaking of which, it has been a long time since I repaired anything with Qingyou. The last time was when Shimamura Hitomi was just in college. I repaired the central air-conditioning panel with Qingyou. That thing was made by a luxury brand, so it was a bit annoying to repair. Fortunately, they finally got it done.

Just when Shimamura Hitomi was feeling full of accomplishment, Qingyou suddenly said something very heartbreaking.

"I feel that when I enter Chihaya's house in the future, if there are no major problems, I can replace the maintenance worker. The young lady should be satisfied, right?"

Hmm. So the seniors practiced all this for the convenience of the young lady.

So, what am I?
Out of some rebellious psychology, Shimamura Hitomi has never practiced anything with Qingyou since then until today.

Now that I think about it, it’s quite silly. Qingyou didn’t make any promises to her about the fundamental purpose of repairing equipment with her. Shimamura Hitomi is a reasonable girl, so she wouldn’t complain about the man she likes being a scumbag for no reason.

but……

Last night, the seniors promised a lot.

The senior said that he liked her and that she was his true love, and that he married the eldest daughter only for some practical reasons.

Shimamura Hitomi chewed over these conclusions over and over again, and even on the way back, when she was counting the students' names, she was thinking happily. As expected, she counted the wrong number of people and was laughed at by the students.

Maybe people will say weird things in their dreams, but Hitomi Shimamura knows that those are not nonsense from the seniors, but their true feelings.

So I immersed myself in the maintenance, as if I had returned to the rhythm of the past.

After an unknown amount of time, just when Shimamura Hitomi finally found the problem and bought a replacement part from a nearby convenience store and was about to install it, Airi's dissatisfied voice suddenly rang out from Qingyou's video:

"What the hell are you doing, Qingyou-kun? Why aren't you replying to my messages?"

"Oh, there's something wrong with the circuit in the apartment where Xiaotong lives. I'll help her check it out via video."

"Tsk tsk, you can't see my messages when you're video chatting with Xiaotong?"

“I just didn’t see it.”

"Are you dissatisfied or do you think I have wronged you?"

"No."

Seeing that Qingyou and Aili were about to have a quarrel, Shimamura Hitomi hurriedly said, "I'm fine now, senior, go cook for Aili, you don't need to worry about me."

Then he hung up the phone very considerately.

As for Airi, she has a bad temper to begin with, and Hitomi Shimamura doesn't want to cause trouble to Qingyou's marriage life.

I have been with her for quite a long time and she is very satisfied.

Soon the network in the apartment was restored. Hitomi Shimamura wiped the sweat from her face with the back of her hand. Because she didn't wear makeup, there was no need to worry about her makeup being smudged. Instead, she looked pitiful because of her hard work and sweat.

The old lady who lived on the first floor heard that she had repaired the internet, and she gave Hitomi Shimamura a bag of homemade cakes.

But this thing contains too much sugar, she dare not eat it at night.

Now, Shimamura Hitomi has more motivation to shape her body. Well, after all, her seniors like her the way she is now. If she makes her body more sexy while maintaining her plumpness, maybe her seniors in real life will also... No, no, she has to stay calm in real life, Shimamura Hitomi!
Just now I thought I was a very restrained and non-greedy person, but in a flash, I started trying to gain more kindness from my senior.

Maybe this is what the rat is like. It has been hungry for too long, so once it gets a chance to steal food, it will eat and eat greedily.

Being afraid of being hungry is a symptom.

It doesn't matter. Senior likes me anyway. I will be his favorite person in the future. There will be many opportunities to be with him... um~
As soon as she got home, Hitomi Shimamura couldn't help but take out her laptop and open the ten thousand word article in the diary, savoring the past while doing something happy.

(End of this chapter)