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"..."

Yuan Qing was completely speechless.

He looked down at the pile of peeled shrimp and smooth boiled eggs in front of him, then looked up at Shiori Shiomi, who was silently eating a rice ball next to him, and a very strange emotion welled up in his heart.

He suddenly thought of two words:

mom.

The way she peeled shrimp and eggs for him was so natural and fluid, conveying a sense of entitlement and maternal tenderness...

Isn't this the "loli mom" that you described when you were chatting nonsense with Yuki Tsukishiro before?

Holy crap! My XP is down!!

Yuan Qing felt his heart skip a beat.

His lips moved, and after a moment's hesitation, he spoke: "President, what's wrong with you...?"

Shiori Shiomi looked up at him calmly, seemingly puzzled: "What's wrong? Don't you like shrimp? Or are you allergic to eggs?"

"No, no..." Yuan Qing quickly shook his head. "What I mean is, why did you help me peel it?"

Shiori Shiomi tilted her head, seemingly finding the question strange:

"It's just something I do on the spur of the moment. Peeling shrimp and eggshells is a hassle and affects my eating efficiency. I'm going to eat anyway, so peeling an extra portion won't be a problem."

Her tone remained calm as always, as if she were stating a very simple fact.

Yuan Qing was speechless for a moment when he saw her matter-of-fact expression.

Convenient? Easy?

This reason... is too "loli mom" style, isn't it?

She's the kind of tsundere loli mom who clearly loves you from the bottom of her heart but still can't hold back with her words!

Family, does anyone understand? My dream has come true! What about you?

Yuan Qing swallowed hard, but ultimately said nothing. He silently picked up a shrimp, put it in his mouth, and began to taste it.

Mmm, it smells so good.

Although they are just ordinary shrimp without any seasoning, the aroma is enhanced by peeling them.

This is the delicious magic of "Lolita Mom"!

Shiori Shiomi also silently ate the rice ball in her hand, and neither of them spoke again.

The classroom was filled only with the soft sounds of two people chewing and the occasional chirping of birds outside the window. The sunlight was warm, the atmosphere was peaceful, and a special sense of warmth permeated the air.

Even as the rest of the bento box was almost empty, Shiori Shiomi didn't touch the peeled shrimp in front of Gensei.

The so-called "I want to eat too" is nothing more than a clumsy excuse that mothers make up to make their children feel at ease accepting their love.

Shiori Shiomi would occasionally glance at Genji when his attention was focused on the food.

Perhaps this is in a woman's nature.

Seeing men eat the food she cooked and the shrimp she peeled herself gives her a strange sense of satisfaction.

......

The world is fair.

A smile doesn't disappear into thin air; it simply transfers to someone else's face.

When you are enjoying a peaceful and tranquil life, it means that someone is bearing the burden for you.

Given that Yuanqing is currently the one smiling, who is the one whose smile has been transferred?

Oh dear, this is so hard to guess!

Yuki Tsukishiro stood frozen like a statue in the corner behind the door frame, her hands gripping the cold frame, staring intently at the scene before her.

She also had two rice balls that had been carefully heated in the microwave in her arms.

He didn't even eat properly, and he didn't hesitate to use his connections to get a younger female student to let him cut in line.

She ran back, her mind filled with thoughts of "Yuanqing must be starving, I need to get him something hot to eat right away," and "He likes Japanese beef flavor, thankfully I managed to grab the last one."

She felt like she was Empress Ma, and what she was carrying in her arms was not rice balls, but sesame cakes for Zhu Chongba.

She imagined that when Yuanqing accepted the rice ball, he would look extremely grateful and say exaggeratedly, "If you do not abandon me, I am willing to become your godfather."

When he returned, Lu Bu didn't see him, but he did see Han Xin, who had been responsible for the siege of Wei and the rescue of Zhao, and who had ended up destroying Wei with his famous sword, the Fate-Bearer!

Dreams don't cry, but I do.

She stared intently at the pile of glaring shrimp and boiled eggs in front of Yuan Qing, which Shiori Shiori had peeled and placed in front of him herself!

And he ate with such relish, so matter-of-factly, and even smiled at the little dwarf!

"boom!"

Cracks appeared on the door frame.

......

In no time, the two of them finished their bento boxes.

"Clap."

Shiori Shiomi closed the lid and put the bento box back in its place.

She stood up, put Yuki Tsukishiro's chair back in its place, and said to Gensei, "Now that the tutoring is settled, let's talk about serious matters."

Are we sparring again tonight? I'll make time for you if you need it.

"That's exactly what I was going to tell you."

When the conversation turned to serious matters, Yuan Qing also composed himself and said solemnly, "President, I've decided... I won't ask you to be my sparring partner anymore."

"why?"

"Because you've already helped enough, I can handle the rest myself."

Yuan Qing lowered his eyes slightly and began to speak calmly: "After sparring with you last night, I feel that I have gained a lot of insights, and my understanding of this universe seems to be somewhat different."

I can't pinpoint exactly what's changed, but I'm confident that in the next trial, I'll keep up with it, and the one after that, I'll defeat it.

"Your spirit is quite good; I hope you can pull it off." Shiori Shiomi nodded slightly.

Yuan Qing nodded and added with a smile, "Of course, the main reason is to reduce your burden."

I can tell that your breathing became noticeably disordered after you used that move during our sparring last night. It seems that that fighting style took a lot of toll on you.

I suspect your bad mood this morning, with your face looking ashen like a plucked quail, is related to this. I can't add any more pressure to you.

"Ha, you're worried about me now? Isn't the trial very important to you?"

"They are important, but none of them are as important as you. The association can't do without you, and of course, I can't either. So, to be honest, I'm starting to regret letting you spar with me."

"..."

A look of surprise flashed across Shiori Shiomi's eyes.

After a brief pause, she turned around and said, "Then good luck."

After saying that, she picked up her lunchbox and left.

About half a minute after Shiori Shiomi left, Yuki Tsukishiro, with a frosty expression and a gloomy face, walked in.

As soon as Yuanqing saw her, he happily stretched out his hands: "Father! You're back? Greetings! Look, my lunch..."

Yuki Tsukishiro gave him an annoyed look, took out two piping hot rice balls from her pocket, slapped them on his desk with a "thud," and then returned to her seat.

She stared at the chair that Shiori Shiomi had sat in, gritting her teeth.

"Ouch, it's so hot! Wow, it's my favorite Japanese beef! Thank you, Dad!!"

Gen's cheerful voice came from the side, which made Tsukishiro Yuki become somewhat anxious.

Ah Qing, I brought you rice balls. Do you like the president's lovingly prepared bento?

Will shrimp peeled by her own hands be more tender? Will eggs peeled by her own hands be softer?

When you were enjoying other women's bento boxes, chatting and laughing with them, did you notice my gaze?

Do you know that I've been watching you all along?

I will hide in the shadows, gather all the information and clues, check all your social media accounts and apps, and go through all the likes and comments.

Suspicion and curiosity intertwine to create a psychological drama of self-climax.

I would hesitate and speculate, then torment myself with anxiety.

You have no idea, you don't understand, I will always be watching you, forever...

When you're walking alone late at night and feel a chilling gaze on your back, breaking out in a cold sweat, only to turn around and find nothing there, that's me watching you.

I won't do anything, I just like to watch you silently.

I will gaze upon you, gaze upon you endlessly, gaze upon you persistently, gaze upon you without limit...

Every single moment of your life, I'm watching you, staring at you, gazing at you, forever and ever...

Yuki Tsukishiro hates this version of herself.

Just thinking about what had just happened made her feel incredibly jealous and restless!

A bitter taste, irritability, anger, resentment, and dissatisfaction.

I never imagined that I, Yuki Tsukishiro, would have my home raided one day!

She acted as both father and mother to him, lending him her notes and worrying that he would go hungry and not have a hot meal.

With the rice ball tucked into her bosom, Naoko would have been burned if she hadn't been wrapped in a breast wrap!

If you burn yourself, not only will Da Yuanqing not have anything to eat, but Xiao Yuanqing will also be starving after he is born. What will you do then?

When he ran back, the dog had already eaten the "love bento" made by the chairman himself.

Damn it, you deserve to die!!

I deserve to die, it's all my own fault!

Lao Ji, what exactly are you doing?

Your prison inmate has already eaten with them; the next step is to start doing it!

You don't want to video chat with someone one day and see a prisoner being pressed down and trembling uncontrollably. You ask him what he's doing, and he says he has a leg cramp and the massage bed is giving him rehabilitation exercises, right?

That kind of thing, absolutely not, never!

No, if this continues, I'm really going to lose the game.

Lao Ji, you can't keep being so passive!

My dreams may weep, but I will never fall!

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"Seriously, you bastard."

While eating her rice ball, Yuan Qing suddenly seemed to remember something and said, "I really think that the president has the potential to be a mother."

"???"

Yuki Tsukishiro's cold expression froze for a second because of those words.

Then, she sighed heavily, took out her phone, dialed the police number, and said to Yuan Qing:

“Son, don’t blame your father for being heartless, but copper addiction is a real psychological illness. You need to start treatment as soon as possible with gentle taps on the head with a 7.62mm needle, or intravenous injections of sodium cyanide or potassium cyanide.”

"Damn! I was just kidding!"

Yuan Qing glared at her, annoyed.

After Yuki Tsukishiro put down her phone, he began to get down to business: