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After the generation of ancestors, there has been no member of the Yukinoshita family with special abilities, but it doesn’t matter, because even the ancestor with the strongest ability failed, which means that it was never a special ability that allowed him to come down the mountain.

So, generation after generation, the most outstanding and intelligent members of the Yukinoshita tribe went into the mountains one after another, and then turned into small mounds of earth on the mountains in dejection and unwillingness.

The weight of the Yukinoshita family for thousands of years has been on him, and Yukinoshita Haruno can't imagine how she will feel when she really gets him.

Just by imagining it, she felt her body tremble slightly and her scalp began to numb unconsciously.

The scene in my mind is so real, so awesome, so wonderful.

She had already decided that on the wedding day, she would take him back to the mountains.

She wanted to kiss him in front of the mounds of the clan leaders of all generations to comfort the spirits of the clan members in heaven, tell them that they no longer had to worry about his life, and tell them that the long-cherished wish of the Yukinoshita family had finally come to an end.

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The corners of my mouth began to rise wildly, and the feeling of pleasure spread to every corner of my body.

Yukinoshita Haruno held the fishing tools in one hand and tried to cover the corner of her mouth with the other.

No, no, we have to hold on, we have to hold on, the revolution has not yet succeeded.

As she walked along the road by the river, she suddenly thought of her sister who was far away on the other side of the ocean.

Of course Yukino likes him. She is probably the only person in the Yukinoshita family over the years who has no idea what he represents but still met him and fell in love with him. She is special, so special that he even promised to leave together.

If her mother hadn't suddenly ordered Yukino to go to Europe, if she hadn't happened to discover him, if things continued like this for a few more years, maybe one day Yukino would have brought him home, and he would have suddenly appeared in front of her and said, "Sister, this is my boyfriend."

Hiss...it's hell.

It’s better for me to do this kind of thing myself. When Yukino comes home, I will tell her: “Come, Yukino, this is your brother-in-law.”

Whistling, Yukinoshita Haruno didn't feel any psychological burden.

After all, he chose to go down the mountain after she went up. No matter whether the reason for going down the mountain was because of her, at least she met him first, so there must be a first come first served principle.

At worst, when we have a child in the future, we can let the child call Yukino godmother, so that Yukino can feel involved.

After walking a few more steps and about to reach the destination, Yukinoshita Haruno restrained her expression and calmed down.

Looking at him with a fish stuck in his body, Yukinoshita Haruno suppressed her excitement, showing just the right amount of surprise. She reached out and lifted her sunglasses: "Nomiya-san?"

......

Nomiyama looked at the person sitting across from the small pit, then at the fishing gear beside her, and he understood.

He stretched out his hand and pointed to the woods in the distance: "I'm going to get some firewood first, we'll talk later."

Yukinoshita Haruno smiled and agreed: "Okay, do you want some help?"

"No, it's not hard to pick up some firewood."

Watching him walk away, Yukinoshita Haruno began to take out her fishing rod, tie the line, prepare the bait, and make the nest, all in one go.

After all, I have practiced.

But when she threw the hook into the river, she was a little unsure whether she could catch any fish. She had read a lot of information about fishing, but this was her first time trying it in practice.

After a while, Nomiyama returned to the slope with an armful of firewood. As he stacked the firewood, he asked, "Senior, do you like fishing too?"

Yukinoshita Haruno held the rod with a natural expression: "I like it."

Then she asked with a smile: "How are the resources here? Is it easy to get goods?"

Nomi-san lit a fire and thought about it.

"The resources are very good. I've been fishing here for several years and never come back empty-handed."

"Really? That's good."

Yukinoshita Haruno watched him hold the knife, pick up the big fish and go to the river, and was a little surprised: "Are you going to grill it here?"

"Hmm." Nomiyama thrust his knife into the belly of the herring and turned around to ask, "Senior, do you want to eat it? This fish is big and will be enough for you to eat."

"Well, please."

Yukinoshita Haruno put down her fishing rod, stood up and walked to his side, watching him skillfully gut the fish.

After thinking for a moment, she said, "Split it in half, and give me half."

Nomiyama stopped scraping the scales and looked at her strangely: "Senior, this fish is very big. You can't finish half of it."

Yukinoshita Haruno squatted beside him, smiling brightly: "Well, so most of the fish meat will still be given to you."

"I just feel a little embarrassed to eat for free. I can also grill fish. You can try it later. It shouldn't be bad."

Nomiyama was a little surprised and agreed: "Okay."

Yukinoshita Haruno watched him move his knife and reach into the fish's belly to dig out the internal organs, her eyes gradually becoming hot.

The god who is not involved in the mundane world has really become a person with the smell of life.

This is... awesome...

The corners of his mouth gradually lifted, but his voice was full of cheerfulness: "After all, you are Yukino's best friend, so don't call me senior. My name is Yukinoshita Haruno, just call me Haruno. In return, I will call you Kazehaya, how about that?"

Nomiyama rinsed the fish on both sides in water, then skewered each with a clean branch. Hearing this, he nodded and said, "Okay."

"Here." He handed over half the fish.

"Okay." Yukinoshita Haruno took it with a smile, stood up and walked towards the campfire.

In fact, I want him to call me "Yukinoshita" and have the name "Yukinoshita" to myself, but in the current situation, I probably can't do it. The name "Yukinoshita" has fallen into Yukino's hands.

Never mind, being able to call each other by their first names is also a sign of a close relationship.

The two of them went up the hill, one in front and one behind, sitting on the left and one on the right.

"I think you can look forward to my grilled fish. I'm very knowledgeable about it. It might taste better than what you grill yourself."

Through the flames, Nomiyama couldn't see the expression on the other person's face, but he became interested: "If it's grilled fish, I never think I'll lose."

Yukinoshita Haruno seemed to think for a moment, then made a suggestion: "Well, how about we switch places later? Let's try each other's grilled fish."

She smiled provocatively: "Like you, I never think I will lose when it comes to grilling fish."

"Okay."

Nomiyama raised his eyebrows. He was perfect at grilling fish and chicken. Even a cooking expert like Yukinoshita had to reluctantly admit that he was not as good as him.

Reaching out, he took the backpack and took out the seasoning bottle.

......

After a while, Nomiyama nibbled on the grilled fish in his hand, which tasted pretty good. He looked across at the other side with a bit of complacency: "How is it? Is mine better?"

"Yeah, I give up."

Yukinoshita Haruno admitted defeat calmly and continued to take big bites of the fish.

She sat with her legs stretched out, holding the grilled fish in both hands, eating very absorbedly, quickly and without any manners.

Because this was the first time she had eaten the grilled fish he made.

Nomiyama, who was standing next to him, was slightly stunned by the other person's gluttonous attitude.

He suddenly understood why Yukinoshita looked at him with such a satisfied look while eating.

It is indeed a satisfaction for a cook to prepare a dish with great care and meet diners who really enjoy it.

He raised the corner of his mouth slightly and warned: "Be careful of thorns."

Yukinoshita Haruno, who was biting off a large piece of fish, paused slightly.

She keenly noticed the change in the other person's voice, her eyes moved slightly, and after chewing twice, she understood.

Then, he took even bigger bites of the fish with even greater effort.

Chapter 68 Yang Nai, I'm not quite right

Girls’ appetites are limited after all. They may appear to be eating happily and diligently, but in the end they will always find out that, oh, they didn’t eat much.

Nomiyama took the half-eaten grilled fish, took a big bite, and thought for a moment.

For him, bad things often happen when he catches a fish. The first two times he did this happened when he said goodbye to two of his friends.

Nothing should happen to Eriri recently. She can't hide her thoughts. If there is any problem, I can see it myself. If there is a problem in her family, Sayuri-sister will inform me, because we have agreed on it before.

Under the Snow...

While continuing to hold the grilled fish in one hand, Nomiyama took out his cell phone and started dialing the familiar number.

According to the time difference, it should be morning where she is, and according to her habit, she must have gotten up.

Soon, the call was connected.

"Ala, this time it's only been a day, Nomi-san, I'm scared of you being so passionate."

Nomiyama listened to the footsteps and guessed that she was walking, perhaps on her way to school.

Spitting out the fishbone, he sneered, "You've been full of resentment for three days, and then you've been saying I'm too enthusiastic for the next day. Yukinoshita-san is really hard to deal with."

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a moment, and then a calm voice came.

"Well, hung up."

Nomiya's expression became more serious, but he was not panicked.

One second, two seconds, three seconds, four seconds...

The two of them were silent, but neither of them hung up the phone. They just listened quietly to each other's breathing.

With his eyes rolling, Nomiyama said, "I suddenly want to talk more with Yukinoshita-san."

Yukinoshita's voice seemed emotionless, and her words were brief: "You say."

Nomiyama chose to speak directly: "I caught a fish, a normal bluefish."

The voice on the other end of the phone fluctuated: "It shouldn't be me, it's Eriri?"

Nomiyama denied it: "It shouldn't be Eriri. She didn't show any signs of anything, and Sayuri-nee didn't tell me what happened recently."

"Could it be Nomi-san yourself?"

Nomiyama didn't take it seriously: "I can't cause any problems myself."

After a pause, he said, "If you encounter anything over there, you must..."

Yukinoshita Yukino continued, her voice a little lighter: "I will definitely find the invincible Nomi-san and ask him to help me deal with it."

"Well, you are smart."

"Okay, that's it. The letter will probably reach you tomorrow, so remember to keep an eye out for it."

Raising his hand, Nomiyama glanced at the call that had been hung up and put away his phone.

Well, yesterday I was the one who hung up the phone without saying 'talk later', so she had to repeat it today. Very good, it seems that she has adapted to life in London very well, but she still holds grudges like before.

Holding the fishing rod in one hand, Nomiya bit the fish and began to recall his recent experiences.

If he had encountered any problems, it would be that he had picked up an inexplicable "wife" and brought her home yesterday, and that he had a past, which were both troublesome things. It would make sense to say that the fish was comforting itself based on these things.

Instead, I thought it was Sister Yukinoshita who brought the danger, and I felt a little confused.

After all, the other person is Yukinoshita's sister, and she seems talkative and harmless.

He ate the grilled fish quietly, waiting patiently for the next catch.

Yukinoshita Haruno was holding her fishing rod beside him, and remained silent until he finished the call, then she looked at him.

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They were showing off their tacit understanding in front of me, but I couldn't participate.

annoying.

I must let Yukino experience this feeling in the future.

Blinking, she seemed curious: "Were you talking to Yukino just now?"

Nomiyama glanced at her and nodded: "Yeah."

Add this nonsense: "Transatlantic calls are really expensive. Telecom companies are vampires."

Yukinoshita Haruno smiled: "Thanks to you these past few years, otherwise Yukino might not have been able to make friends. She has a bad temper and is hard to get along with, right?"