My dear wife, I still love you more.

I admire the strict yet charming Kirisu Mafuyu, and I don't dislike the cute and clumsy Yui Yuigahama.

Student council president Akino Sakura is a gentle Yamato Nadeshiko, while I am an ordinary schoolgirl who blends into the crowd and is content with a mundane life.

Arrow, mysterious, eerie, stand

In this world full of mistakes.

The eccentric and sharp-tongued ***sy, the gentle and charming Shiyu, and the sweet and lovely Zhendong—these three women form the starting point for a whirlpool that gradually unfolds into a photo album story that should have been a winter wonderland.

Chapter Two: The Awkward Morning

"Phew..." Kenichi Hasegawa let out a long breath: "I almost thought I had prostate problems."

Shake it!

After pulling up his pants and washing his hands, Kenichi Hasegawa came out of the bathroom. But as soon as he opened the door, he saw Mrs. Yuihama, still in her pajamas, standing in the bathroom doorway, head bowed, her face slightly flushed.

Instantly, Kenichi Hasegawa felt embarrassed. Mrs. Yuihama was still standing outside. Did that mean she heard everything?

"Um, Hasegawa-kun, are you done using it?"

"Yes, yes."

"Yeah. Hasegawa-kun is really amazing, he has a really loud voice. He must be really strong too."

"I'm... I'm alright. I'm just a little nervous."

"Oh, I see."

"Ahem, well, you, you need to use it too, right?"

"kindness."

"Then you can come."

"Oh."

Bang!

The bathroom door closed, and Hasegawa Kenichi, standing in the doorway, looked utterly embarrassed. What kind of conversation was this? To encounter such an awkward situation so early in the morning, Hasegawa Kenichi even wanted to find a crack in the floor to disappear into. The two of them, standing in the bathroom doorway first thing in the morning, discussing this kind of thing. It was so embarrassing he wanted to die.

Kenichi Hasegawa was incredibly embarrassed outside. Inside the bathroom, Mrs. Yuihama was also covering her face with her hands, her cheeks burning, equally embarrassed.

"Um, Mrs. Yuihama, I'll be going now." For some reason, Hasegawa Kenichi suddenly said this again. After saying it, his face, which had initially only shown a hint of embarrassment, now completely betrayed it. He was even worried that Mrs. Yuihama might misunderstand him as a pervert or something.

Upon hearing Kenichi Hasegawa's voice, Mrs. Yuihama instinctively replied, "Please take care, and welcome back next time."

After saying this, Mrs. Yuihama immediately covered her mouth, her eyes wide with embarrassment.

Kenichi Hasegawa was about to respond to Mrs. Yuihama's words again when he quickly shut his mouth and ran away, looking rather disheveled.

Mrs. Yuihama blushed deeply, too afraid to speak or even move. After a full two minutes, she could barely contain herself before finally speaking again: "Hasegawa-kun? Are you still there?"

Relieved to hear no response, Mrs. Yuihama quickly opened the toilet lid.

……

Back in his room, Kenichi Hasegawa stood there dumbfounded for a moment, then suddenly couldn't help but laugh. What had just happened felt incredibly awkward, but now that it was over, he found it amusing and couldn't help but laugh.

He patted his cheeks, then sat back on the bed, only to be met with the ceiling again.

Staring blankly at the ceiling, Kenichi Hasegawa's mind was a jumble of thoughts, all sorts of things bubbling up inside him, completely out of control.

It took Hasegawa Kenichi a full half hour to come to his senses. Realizing he hadn't washed up yet, he reopened the door and headed out. Walking towards the bathroom, Hasegawa Kenichi thought about what had happened earlier, and a faint smile involuntarily appeared on his face again.

Kenichi Hasegawa felt a gentle warmth in his heart when he found the toothbrush, towel, and other personal items that Mrs. Yui had arranged for him in the bathroom.

After washing up, I stood in front of the mirror and looked at myself. Hmm, I'm not ugly, but I'm definitely not handsome either. Just an ordinary face.

To be honest, Hasegawa Kenichi hadn't really cared about whether he looked ordinary before. Even though he often heard people say he wasn't handsome enough or that he looked too average, Hasegawa Kenichi didn't take it to heart. But now, looking at his ordinary face, Hasegawa Kenichi sighed a little, wondering why he couldn't be more handsome.

Shaking his head, Kenichi Hasegawa couldn't help but laugh: "What's wrong with you today? Why are you paying attention to this?" Stretching, Kenichi Hasegawa walked out of the bathroom. Just as he came out, he saw Yui Yuigahama wearing pajamas, as if she had just gotten up: "Good morning, Yui-san."

This time, Kenichi Hasegawa was very composed and there were no problems.

However, while Kenichi Hasegawa remained calm, Yui Yuigahama seemed a bit confused.

Looking at Hasegawa Kenichi standing in front of her, smiling and greeting her, Yuigahama Yui blinked, feeling that something was amiss, but still waved her hand: "Ah-hello, Hasegawa-kun—Eh!!! Hasegawa-kun??? You, you, what are you doing here?"

"Um, well, Yui-chan, didn't you know? I moved in last night. For some reason, I'll be temporarily renting a place at Yui-chan's house," Kenichi Hasegawa explained.

"Huh? Eh? Oh. I, I remember now, I helped you move yesterday. Um, I'm sorry, I guess it's because I just woke up and my brain isn't fully awake yet. I'm really sorry." Yui Yuigahama, true to her Japanese high school girl status, was very adept at apology etiquette. While apologizing, she bowed deeply, and because her pajamas were a bit loose, most of her bun was exposed.

"Uh, no, it's okay." Hasegawa Kenichi couldn't help but take a step back. "Well, I won't bother Yui-san any longer. Goodbye." With that, Hasegawa Kenichi quickly left before Yui-san could react.

Yui Yuigahama blinked blankly, then noticed her breasts that were almost exposed, and quickly grabbed her collar, her cheeks turning red.

After running back to his room, Kenichi Hasegawa let out a soft sigh. Suddenly moving into Mrs. Yui's house was indeed a bit troublesome. Since he had always lived alone, both at Mrs. Yui's and before, he hadn't considered what precautions or taboos he needed to take.

There's no need to say more about Mrs. Yuigahama for now; if Yuigahama Yui misunderstands, Hasegawa Kenichi will have a headache.

"I'll have to be more careful next time. But thankfully, at least I changed my clothes before going out." Hasegawa Kenichi looked at his clothes.

"Take it slow, take it slow," Kenichi Hasegawa muttered to himself.

Well, I've had some good luck this week. I woke up this morning to find that this book has climbed back onto the bestseller list. And it's on both the click list and the favorites list.

I'm so happy and grateful for the support of all the beautiful ladies and handsome gentlemen. It's because you are all so beautiful and handsome that this book has achieved such success. Thank you so much!

Chapter 3: What to do if the son-in-law you've chosen is too outstanding?

Checking the time, Hasegawa Kenichi arrived at the kitchen door, where Mrs. Yuihama was already busy preparing breakfast. Watching Mrs. Yuihama's busy figure in the kitchen, Hasegawa Kenichi felt a gentle sense of happiness well up inside him.

"Please wait a moment, Mr. Hasegawa. Breakfast will be ready soon. Don't worry," Mrs. Yuihama said to Kenichi Hasegawa with a smile after seeing him.

"Yes, I understand. But madam, do you need my help?"

"No need, Hasegawa-kun. But I'm surprised you can cook."

"Are you surprised that you can cook? After all, I used to live alone. If I didn't know how to cook, I probably would have gone hungry," Kenichi Hasegawa said with a smile.

"Is that so? Even so, she's still amazing. Unlike Yui, she's such a ditz, completely hopeless at cooking and stuff." Mrs. Yui subconsciously complained about her child, but after complaining, she couldn't help but pause and glance at Hasegawa Kenichi. Seeing that Hasegawa Kenichi didn't seem to care about this, she breathed a slight sigh of relief.

After all, she originally intended to sell Yui Yuigahama through her daughter. If she exposed her daughter's shortcomings and made Hasegawa Kenichi's impression of Yui Yuigahama worse, it would be terrible if she couldn't sell her daughter in the end.

Fortunately, Hasegawa Kenichi didn't seem to care about it. However, Mrs. Yui Hama reminded herself to be careful and not to inadvertently expose Yui Hama's flaws like she had just done.

While there's nothing wrong with being frank, she still felt that Yuigahama Yui was an idiot. If Hasegawa Kenichi saw through her, how could someone as outstanding as him possibly want Yuigahama Yui?

Especially nowadays, people may not care as much about social status or family background as before, but they do care about physical attributes. Is the child tall enough? If not, the child might be short. Is the child intelligent enough? If not, the child might be mentally challenged.

Young people these days seem to care more about this. They don't seem to care as much about appearance. Their motto seems to be, "Everything is for their future children. We can't let our children lose at the starting line because of their parents' lack of resources."

“Mrs. Yuihama, why don’t you lend a hand? I used to work in the kitchen of an izakaya. Although I didn’t become a head chef there, I’m still quite confident in my cooking skills. And I’m especially good at Chinese food.” Kenichi Hasegawa looked at Mrs. Yuihama in the kitchen and suddenly wanted to show off his skills.

Although his cooking skills are not yet top-notch, his level 4 is definitely much better than the average person. Even some professional chefs, Hasegawa Kenichi feels that he might not lose to him.

To show off his skills in front of Mrs. Yuihama. This thought immediately crossed Ken Hasegawa's mind.

"Huh? Chinese food? Hasegawa-kun can cook Chinese food?" Mrs. Yuihama looked at Kenichi Hasegawa in surprise, but she felt that Kenichi Hasegawa was more and more outstanding. Not to mention that he can cook, he can even cook Chinese food, which is really rare.

"Well, how should I put it? I prefer Chinese food. Maybe it's because my taste is a bit stronger. Compared to the light flavors of Japanese food, I prefer the rich aromas of Chinese cuisine," Kenichi Hasegawa explained with a smile.

Kenichi Hasegawa is not wrong. Compared to Chinese dishes which are mostly oily and salty, Japanese dishes are mostly boiled or stewed. Although there is some deep-frying, it is mainly done with tempura.

Kenichi Hasegawa has been in Japan for quite some time and has tried some Japanese food. Although the taste wasn't bad, it wasn't quite to his liking; it was a bit too bland.

"Is that so? Hmm, then let Hasegawa-kun cook a Chinese dish. I'm also a little curious about Chinese food, no, I should say I'm very curious about Hasegawa-kun's cooking skills." Mrs. Yuihama thought for a moment and decided to let Hasegawa Kenichi cook as well.

Mrs. Yuihama was thinking a little too much. She felt that Hasegawa Kenichi might be feeling uncomfortable in many ways since he had suddenly moved into her home. So, if Hasegawa Kenichi wanted to do something, she would let him do it, which would reduce his discomfort.

"Really? Then I'll have to give it my all. Otherwise, Mrs. Yuihama, you might get the impression that I can't cook and that my cooking is terrible," Hasegawa Kenichi said with a smile.

"No way. To me, it's already amazing for a boy to be able to cook. Besides, Hasegawa-kun seems so confident, I don't believe his cooking skills are bad." Mrs. Yuihama said with a smile, "So, Hasegawa-kun, what are you planning to make?"

"Mapo tofu, I guess. In Japan, Mapo tofu seems to be the most popular Chinese dish. I guess it suits their taste better, so I'll make a plate of Mapo tofu."

“Mapo tofu? I’m really looking forward to it. After all, it’s a very famous Chinese dish,” Mrs. Yuihama said with a hint of anticipation in her eyes.

Kenichi Hasegawa smiled and took out a piece of tofu and a little beef.

With the kitchen knife in hand, Kenichi Hasegawa's demeanor changed instantly. Mrs. Yuihama's eyes widened in surprise at the sight.

Chop, chop, chop...

The fast, rhythmic sounds were almost continuous. A small piece of beef was quickly chopped into mince by Kenichi Hasegawa. The whole process took less than three minutes. Mrs. Yuihama's already wide eyes widened even more.

She never expected that Kenichi Hasegawa's knife skills were so good that she, a housewife who had been working for many years, was completely defeated.

The kitchen knife swiftly sliced ​​through the tofu, dividing it into small pieces, which were then neatly arranged to the side.

Place the wok on the gas stove, add some oil, heat it up, pour out the oil, and add fresh oil. This hot wok with cold oil technique will prevent food from sticking when stir-frying.

Mrs. Yuihama stood behind, watching Hasegawa Kenichi's skillful cooking with amazement in her eyes. She had initially thought that Hasegawa Kenichi's claim of being able to cook was just average, but she never expected that Hasegawa Kenichi's culinary skills would be so impressive.

Mrs. Yuigahama felt she had discovered another good point about Kenichi Hasegawa. But, given the even more outstanding Kenichi Hasegawa, did her foolish daughter really have a chance?

Chapter Four: The Three Happy People

"Yui, come down for dinner."

"Okay, Mom. I'm coming right now."

Yui Yuigahama ran downstairs and sat down at the dining table. Seeing Kenichi Hasegawa sitting opposite her, she blushed slightly. She felt embarrassed thinking about how she had almost offered the most sincere apology in Japan earlier. Then she thought about how Kenichi Hasegawa was going to live in her house, meaning she would be living under the same roof as him, and she felt even more shy.

"Yui, stop standing there like an idiot, hurry up and say hello to Hasegawa-kun. This child is always so silly." Mrs. Yuihama said to Yuihama as she watched her daughter lower her head.

"Good morning, Hasegawa-kun." Yui Yuigahama hurriedly greeted Kenichi Hasegawa at Mrs. Yuigahama's urging.

"Good morning, Yuihama-san." Kenichi Hasegawa smiled and nodded.

“Well, we’ll be living together from now on, so calling each other ‘classmate’ will be too formal. Hasegawa-kun, just call her by her name. After all, we’ll be spending a lot of time together, so it’s not good to use such an unfamiliar form of address.” Mrs. Yuigahama said to Kenichi Hasegawa, her eyes darting around.

“Um, indeed. Well then, Yuihama, may I call you that?” Hasegawa Kenichi thought Mrs. Yuihama was right, so he asked.

"Yes, yes. Hasegawa-san, no, Hasegawa." Yui Yuigahama's face was still red, looking shy.

Mrs. Yui frowned slightly. She meant that they should be called by their names, Yui and Kenichi. But then she thought that they had been calling each other "classmates" before, and it wouldn't be a good idea to take such a big leap. Let's take it slow for now.

"Yui, come on, try it and see how this Mapo Tofu tastes?" Mrs. Yuihama said with a smile, pointing to the plate of Mapo Tofu on the table.

"Huh? Did Mom make Mapo Tofu today? I've never seen Mom make it before." Yui Yuigahama was drawn to the plate of Mapo Tofu, or rather, she was deliberately drawn to it so that she wouldn't have to continue that awkward topic.