Crossing over, and then being blocked by a rich JK

Chapter 91 My 'Escape'

At seven o'clock in the evening, the scorching sun that had been hanging high in the sky all day finally set, and the sunset finally fell into the tenderness of the night.

"what about the taste?"

Sitting on a futon in front of the small square table, Hamabe Ryoko looked at Watanabe Yu expectantly.

She cooked tonight very carefully, following the steps he taught her completely.

When it came out of the pot, she secretly tasted it herself. Anyway... she thought it tasted pretty good.

"pretty good!"

Watanabe Yu gave a thumbs up.

This is not a compliment, but Ryoko Hamabe did a really good job.

Take him for example, when he made these dishes for the first time, the finished products he made could not be said to be bad, but they were somewhat subtle.

He is only one hundred Silang away from being as good as Liu Maoxing.

"……That's good!"

Hearing this, Hamabe Ryoko breathed a sigh of relief and smiled brightly.

"If you like, eat more!"

She still picked up the serving chopsticks beside her and put a piece of shredded beef into his bowl.

She remembers it.

He said he liked shredded beef.

"Thank you, but I can do it myself."

Watanabe Yu thanked him honestly.

Firstly, this was in his own home and he would not be polite at all; secondly, he was not the kind of person who was polite. When he was in private, he would do whatever he felt comfortable with.

The first lesson in life is that there are not so many audiences in your life, so be more free and easy.

"Ah."

Ryoko Hamabe nodded and put a portion of vinegar-fried potato shreds into her bowl.

Compared to the spicy shredded beef, she prefers this sweet and sour dish.

but……

She raised her eyes and stole a glance at Watanabe Yu.

The spiciness didn't seem to affect him at all, and instead made him eat even more deliciously.

The electric fan in the room was blowing diligently, and the whistling sound was particularly clear at this moment.

"Has grandma called you recently?"

After swallowing the rice and beef in his mouth, Watanabe Yu started talking.

"some."

Hamabe Ryoko put down her bowl and chopsticks and nodded.

"My grandma called me yesterday."

They chatted for more than ten minutes yesterday evening.

If grandma hadn't felt bad about the phone bill, they would have chatted until their phones ran out of battery and turned off.

"How is grandma's recovery going?"

Watanabe Yu asked.

He was very concerned about this, but whenever he texted or called to ask, his grandmother's answers were always the same - there was nothing wrong with her, she was recovering well, don't worry.

"Grandma said that he's recovering well, and the wound has basically healed." Hamabe Ryoko took out her phone, "Would you like to see it? She took a photo of the wound healing for me."

"Forget about that. Anyway, as long as grandma is healthy again, that's good enough." Watanabe Yu waved his hand. "Also, is she taking the medicine prescribed by the hospital?"

Before he traveled through time, the elderly in his family were in the same situation. They always thought that the wound had healed, so they wanted to save some money and not have to take medicine. But the result was that when they went for follow-up examinations later, they had to pay the extra money.

From his point of view, he couldn't say anything to them.

You can only be patient and communicate well.

"She is insisting on eating."

Hamabe Ryoko nodded, "I specifically told her about this."

She knows the interests involved.

The surgeon in charge also emphasized this to her again and again.

She told her grandmother the same thing.

——The medicine you are taking now will greatly affect your future recovery and long-term treatment costs.

then……

Grandma compromised.

Rather than saving money now, grandma is more afraid of becoming a burden in the future.

"That's good."

Watanabe Yu felt relieved and put some tomato and egg into the bowl with chopsticks.

Maybe this is the best way to get it right. Ryoko Hamabe makes pretty good egg drop soup.

"Will You still need tutoring after this?"

Ryoko Hamabe picked up the bowl and chopsticks again and asked in a low voice.

"That depends on whether you have time."

To be honest, he hoped that Hamabe Ryoko would continue to tutor him.

Compared to the teacher, Hamabe Ryoko's lectures are clearer. She knows what the key points are and what can be skipped.

When she taught the class, her ideas were extremely clear, and she also understood his pain points when doing the questions.

With her help in tutoring, the effect of 1+1>2 is completely achieved.

"I'm available anytime."

Ryoko Hamabe picked up a tomato with chopsticks and put it into her bowl.

"Working part-time at the convenience store?"

If he remembered correctly, the shift schedule at the convenience store was quite tight.

"The work there is mainly concentrated on Saturdays and weekends, and people can get off work at 5 or 6 pm."

The convenience store where she works is open 24 hours a day.

But the store manager took good care of her and basically never scheduled her to work late shifts.

"What about Monday through Friday?"

He put down his chopsticks, picked up the serving chopsticks, picked up a piece of beef and put it in her bowl.

"Eat meat!"

"Thank you." Hamabe Ryoko thanked him and answered his question, "It will be a bit busy on Friday, but our school ends early, right? So it won't affect anything."

Rather...

She really wanted to hear Watanabe Yuu say that he needed her help with tutoring.

This way, she could spend more time with him.

"Then please."

Watanabe Yu did not act pretentiously and said this very straightforwardly.

"OK!"

She nodded, put the shredded beef and rice into her mouth, and started chewing in small bites.

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After the meal, Hamabe Ryoko cleaned up the dishes by herself. The whole process was smooth and she didn't give Watanabe Yu a chance to intervene.

He was forced to be lazy and steal completely.

After cleaning up the dishes, Hamabe Ryoko did not stay long. She sat for a while and then stood up to say goodbye.

pat.

With the sound of the door closing, Watanabe Yu was the only one left in the room.

He leaned back slightly, lay down on the tatami, and stretched comfortably.

Next, you can think about the new book.

It’s a great combo to start writing a new book now and then publish it after winning the Naoki Prize.

"So……"

Buzz, buzz. Suddenly, his cell phone vibrated twice.

The vibrating sound interrupted his thoughts.

Ah.

He stood up, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, picked up his phone and unlocked the screen.

It was a Line message, and the sender was the Saint Miss, whom he was very familiar with.

【What did you eat tonight? 】

Compared to her previous ones, her opening remarks today were quite surprising.

【Vinegar-fried potato shreds, tomato egg soup, stir-fried beef shreds】

He gave a truthful answer.

The message will soon show as read.

[…It sounds delicious! ]

The next second, the Saint Lady's reply came one after another.

[You eat well, don’t you? ]

[It’s not delicious]

Her reply was quick.

[Not tasty???]

In his impression, a chef who can serve such a family must have some unique skills.

For example, taking the 10-point system as an example, the overall level should at least be above 7 points.

[What else? You don’t think that food prepared by a nutritionist is delicious, do you? ]

Anyway, she thought it tasted terrible.

[That’s true]

In his experience, things that are healthy are usually not very tasty.

The more junk the food is, the more delicious it tastes, unsurprisingly.

This is especially true with fried chicken and cola.

[Yes, and it’s not very healthy.]

The Saint Lady immediately agreed.

Anyway, she felt that nothing about it tasted good, and it was far inferior to the food made by Mr. Troll.

[Mr. Troll, is there any news about the fourth batch of printing? 】

Suddenly, she changed the subject and mentioned this matter.

[Yes, very soon]

According to the sales form sent by editor Kuriyama yesterday, the 250,000 copies printed earlier will be sold out by the weekend at the earliest, or next Monday at the latest, and the fourth batch will be printed soon.

[If it is the fastest, how long will it take? ]

She was looking forward to that day.

Generally speaking, when a physical book is reprinted more than four times.

This basically means that this book has become a big hit.

As for the major awards in the industry, if nothing unexpected happens, you can win one as long as you meet the rules.

[Tomorrow morning]

According to what Akiba Books revealed, they will start printing about a day in advance.

[That's good! You didn't sign for me last time, great writer. I've supported many of your books, shouldn't I give back to the fans?]

Looking at this line of text, he could imagine the Saint Lady joking.

He typed a line of text and replied.

How much do you want me to sign?

The message appears as read.

But this time, it took a full half minute for the message from the other side to come back.

[You should ask, what should you do as compensation (cat sighs.jpg)]

[The self-service BBQ you mentioned before? ]

Come to think of it, it has been two weeks already. God knows whether the Saint Lady has dealt with the matter properly.

[I don’t have much free time at the moment, so I can only postpone it]

She actually wanted to meet Mr. Troll as well.

But during this period, the conflicts at home became more and more intense, so she could only put more time and energy here.

【Then let’s talk about it when the time is right for you】

He wasn't surprised.

It is normal for the Saint Lady to be busy. It would be strange if she was not busy.

【……sorry】

She felt a little guilty.

She should have fulfilled her promise this week.

[There's nothing to be sorry about. Don't think too much! ]

Watanabe Yuu felt a little helpless.

The only bad thing about the Saint Lady is that sometimes she really likes to think too much.

The next moment, the message showed as read.

On the other side of the phone.

Ayana Amamiya, wearing pajamas, lay on the desk, looking at the message, her eyes softened unconsciously.

'If I really have nowhere else to go, will you take me in?'

The conversation that day came back to her mind.

"You should at least learn how to cook, so that each of you can cook for a day, it's fair."

As a result, before I knew it, I had my own way out.

Ah.

She smiled sweetly and tapped lightly on the screen with her long fingers.

【Remember to teach me how to cook next time! 】

She didn't think she would lose this game.

She just wanted to learn how to cook.

That's it.

【ok~】

【Then I will take a rest first】

【Okay, good night】

【Good night】

Putting down her phone, Amamiya Ayana glanced at the drawn curtains.

You, I will be able to meet you soon.

She whispered something to herself, as if to comfort herself or to cheer herself up.

"So……"

The Saint Lady rubbed her swollen temples, and the expression on her face returned to its former coldness.

The problem was imminent and she didn't have much time to think.

Right now, she has to take the time to think it over carefully.

Think carefully about how to compete with that beastly mother and son.

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