Reasoning, and then being blasted by the neighboring idol

Saya must have found a special tutor these days.

The efficiency is definitely much higher than studying in school.

"Silly cat." Miura Gensuke felt even more sympathetic towards Feilu and patted her shoulder gently: "You must do well in the English test this afternoon."

Feilu, Feilu, just continue playing with the eldest lady.

By the end of high school, we'll know who's been swimming naked.

The eldest daughter will go to the University of Tokyo with me.

As for Feilu, she can only rot in front of the computer screen.

Never do what others do. The most important thing is to do what you should do.

Unfortunately, the silly cat will never understand this truth in his lifetime.

Humph.

"Gensuke, what are you laughing at?" Saya poked his face.

"Nothing, let's go eat."

Miura Gensuke walked into the activity room with them.

Xiaoyao has arrived too.

"Brother, Xiaoyao feels that the test content is very simple." Xuechuan Yao supported the wheelchair and sat on the sofa: "Hehe, maybe the results will not be too bad."

"We didn't learn much in the first year of high school, so of course it wasn't difficult. If you're proud of that, Xiaoyao will just end up failing the college entrance exam and becoming a virtual anchor."

Xiaoyao's cute face, which had been somewhat happy just now, suddenly became lost.

After giving his sister a repressive education, Miura Gensuke took the lunch box handed to him by Saya.

"Miss, did you make this bento... or did the maid do it?"

Looking at Miura Gensuke's nervous expression, Hoshizaki Sayo put her hands on her hips in dissatisfaction: "Am I a girl whose cooking is terrible?"

Miura Gensuke summarized the eldest lady's battle record in his mind.

In the first meal, he used chocolate rice to kill the demon cat Feilu under the nine heavens.

For the second meal, sprouted potatoes were used to keep three people in the ward, which could not be considered the eldest lady’s fault.

The third meal made everyone who knew about it cry, and it was completely PTSD.

Miura Gensuke opened the lunch box.

It looks very rich, with meat, vegetables and fruits.

It smells delicious too.

Don’t think too much, just eat.

He would definitely not find Saya's loving bento unpalatable.

"Gensuke, you eat so fast. Don't swallow it directly. Chew it thoroughly so it can be digested."

Miura Gensuke glanced at the eldest lady, then ate the rice slowly.

Ok……

He was sure that this was the meal cooked by the maid.

"It's delicious." Miura Gensuke smiled.

Feilu looked at her lunch box, which only contained rice balls and some side dishes.

It's so shabby in comparison.

Of course, the stupid cat can't cook, and usually just eats junk food.

"Feilu wants to eat too, meow."

Hoshizaki Sayo took out another lunch box, but didn't give it to Silly Cat.

"Gensuke, one of these two was made by me and the other by the maid."

"You might as well eat this."

"Then tell me which one tastes better."

Miura Gensuke took the lunch box nervously.

Finally came.

Hell multiple choice questions.

"Filu wants to eat too, meow..." Feilu picked up her rice ball pitifully, drooling at the two lunch boxes in front of Miura Gensuke.

"Uh..." Miura Gensuke felt a little embarrassed.

The first one was undoubtedly written by the maid.

Then the new one belongs to the eldest lady.

He opened the lunch box.

Ok?

The two copies look exactly the same.

Could it be that this is not a real test question, but just a test of my attitude?

After all, what most women want is the so-called attitude.

Miura Gensuke picked up the chopsticks and took a bite.

"..."

Wait a minute.

Why do they look so similar but taste so different?

How is this going?

Is the young lady cursed? Does food that passes through her hands bring disaster?

"Delicious." Miura Gensuke commented.

First, make an affirmation.

We cannot discourage the young lady’s love for cooking.

"Which one tastes better?" Hoshizaki Sayo tilted her head.

"I can only say that they each have their own characteristics. I'm not that sensitive to food, so I can't tell much difference."

Feilu picked up the chopsticks and ate fiercely: "Feilu can taste the difference, meow!"

Feilu: “…”

Feilu, who can eat and drink but has a very low IQ, was also silenced by this chopstick.

"Saya-nyan..."

"what happened?"

"Don't waste food anymore, meow, or Feilu will be angry, meow."

"Eh……"

"Hakilu, what are you talking about? I absolutely won't allow you to say such things to my girlfriend!"

"Damn it, meow! Men like you, meow, are the most despicable, meow! To make your girlfriend happy, you don't even dare to tell the truth, meow!"

Feilu glared at him fiercely: "Feilu, you must never eat this kind of food again, meow! Feilu wants to eat the food made by the maid, meow!"

"It's all your fault, meow! If I wasn't in love with you, Sayo wouldn't know how to cook, meow!"

"It's all your fault, meow!"

"Go to hell, meow!"

Feilu became more and more angry as she spoke, and roared, rushing towards Miura Gensuke.

Seeing this scene, Xuechuan Haruka frowned slightly.

Feilu has sharp teeth and claws. It would be terrible if she hurt her brother.

She extended her finger, which immediately caused Philu to yawn and fall onto the carpet.

"Damn it meow... Feilu is not convinced meow... snore meow..."

"Hurrum..."

“Meow…”

Miura Gensuke kicked her aside and continued eating lunch.

Chapter 182: Strike Hard Against 80 [4K]

"call……"

"The exam is finally over!"

“This test paper is so difficult…”

After the English test, some people in the classroom were happy and some were sad.

But no matter what, it's Friday, which means I can go home and rest for two days until the results come out.

It’s never too late to worry about it on Monday.

"Gensuke, are you free on Sunday?"

Hoshizaki Sayo, carrying a shoulder bag, walked down the stairs with Miura Gensuke: "I have to make up lessons tomorrow, so I won't have time for a date until the day after tomorrow."

"Then we'll have a date the day after tomorrow." Miura Gensuke glanced at the vending machine beside him. The AI ​​Fufu on the screen was staring at him. "By the way, Miss, what are you working so hard for lately?"

"Of course, it's to avoid being criticized by others." Hoshizaki Sayo smiled and took his arm. "When I go to college, I don't want people to say that I got in because of my family connections."

"If that happens, the other students will think Gensuke is that kind of person too."

"After all, there's a saying that people are divided into groups."