Uneasy daily life

Girl: "Hehe."

"If you don't believe in my good intentions, that's alright. I'll devise a plan for you."

The boy changed his perspective and advised, “My daughter has suffered under her mother for too long. I have heard that the Second Emperor is innocent and should not be the rightful heir; the rightful heir is my eldest daughter. My eldest daughter is diligent and capable, while I, the mother, have neglected her duties. Now, I hear that the Second Emperor is innocent and will succeed her. The people have heard of his virtue, but they are unaware of his loss of power. My elder brother is a brave general with numerous merits, and he has built up the family business. Perhaps he can be driven out of power. He is called the Phoenix Chick, and I am called the Crouching Dragon. You have great ambitions; you can recruit the Crouching Dragon and the Phoenix Chick, seize power from the Second Emperor, and kill my mother to take control of the government…”

"You and your father?" The girl pouted. "I think one of you is rebellious and the other is good at playing both sides. With the two of you helping me, my mother will probably just punish me by grounding me."

The boy declared in a resounding voice, "My loyalty is unwavering, as the sun and moon can attest!"

The girl smiled contentedly and said, "Then I'll invite you next time I go home."

"Hahaha!" the boy laughed three times. "I'm not going!"

"You are utterly loyal?"

"I offer no service other than my attitude."

The girl smiled and reached out, decisively pinching the boy's cheek. The boy quickly took a step back, and his face was stretched a little.

"Is it this mouth? Isn't this the mouth that's causing all the trouble?!"

"Let go! I'm going to stick my tongue out!"

The two were playfully bickering. The girl was gritting her teeth with a smile on her face, pinching her cheek with her fingertips. The boy glared at her, sticking out his tongue without any regard for his image. The tip of his tongue twitched back and forth from the corner of his mouth, as if he was trying to lick his hand.

The owner, expressionless, called out and interrupted with a bag, "It's done!"

The girl paid, the boy carried the bag, and the two walked away arguing with each other.

"Why don't you say all these strange things to your mother?"

How do you know I didn't say that?

"Huh? Aren't you afraid that your mother will throw you into Tokyo Bay in a fit of anger?"

"Is it really okay to speak ill of your own mother like that?"

"I feel good."

"I think that's great too."

"Huh? Hey jerk, your phone shouldn't be on a call, right? You're not tattled on to Mom again, are you?"

"No."

"I don't believe it."

"What a coincidence! I don't believe it either. I handed over my phone... and it's really not there?"

"I told you no! I have an answer to your question!"

"The question? Oh, the answer is the next barbecue?"

"Life is like signing a series of contracts. Some of the clauses are understandable, and some are not. You don't feel anything when you look at them; all you can do is sign your name in the designated place. Usually, those contracts don't have much of an impact, but if you violate them, someone will appear to warn you..."

"Then I'd rather have some barbecue skewers next time and ask for a beating."

The girl lifted her foot and put it on the boy's butt. The boy picked up the bag and ran away. The two chased and argued and quickly disappeared into the distance.

The owner waited for the next customer, glancing up at the night lights, lost in thought as he reminisced about his student days—those were truly…

Aside from a few names that are vague, unclear, and whose appearances can no longer be clearly discerned, there's really nothing worth remembering.

The rest of the days were spent signing contracts.

"Too sweet" is indeed a derogatory term.

……

……

Yukino's rented room.

It was very simple and plain, with almost no decorations, but it was cleaned very thoroughly. The guitar, which was in a bag, was placed in the corner. On the desk were paper and pens, as well as a wooden frame with books arranged in it, mostly management textbooks, with some other reading materials mixed in occasionally.

"I don't really accept your status as a college student unless I see the textbooks piled up under the table."

Bai Ying offered a brief comment.

Yukino changed her shoes and walked to the small coffee table in the living room. Upon hearing this, she casually said, "If I were to pile up all the books on the floor, my mother would pile me up too if she were to conduct a surprise inspection."

"Then let's consider my previous suggestion."

Bai Ying pushed the door shut, walked over, sat down cross-legged, placed the bag on the table, and said with a serious expression, "Let's plot a grand scheme together..."

"Then you'll sell me for a good price first?" Yukinoshita Haruno said with a smile, taking out a still-warm barbecue beer from the bag and separating the chopsticks. "Stop talking nonsense and have dinner first—open this beer for me."

Kachi—!

With a long sigh, the tab on the beer can on the table was ripped off.

Yukino Yukinoshita paused for a moment, then said subtly, "This Assassin Queen is quite efficient for doing odd jobs."

“Good idea. After that, let the Killer Queen clean the living room, deal with the kitchen waste, and kill the cockroaches, rats, ants, and other evil creatures in the room.”

Bai Ying gave a thumbs up and began to enjoy her dinner.

"Want some beer?" Yukinoshita Haruno asked with a malicious grin.

The white-clad figure chewed on his barbecue, his face equally malicious: "Do you want to challenge the law?"

"What are you afraid of, you're an international student?"

"I'm afraid you'll drink excessively on purpose."

"?" Yukino rolled her eyes, took a swig of beer, and as her taste buds savored the alcohol, her expression gradually faded. She didn't have much of an appetite; she was just looking for an excuse to pull the other person over...

"So you really just ran over here so easily?"

Yukinoshita rested her chin on her hand, looking at the white figure with slightly narrowed eyes: "Hey, you wouldn't happen to have some kind of scheme up your sleeve, would you?"

Bai Ying swallowed a bite of roasted meat and said seriously, "I'm an expert at eating; socializing is a real hindrance."

"Oh." Yukinoshita Haruno gave a perfunctory reply, took another sip of beer, and stared intently at the white figure.

Bai Ying moved her chopsticks smoothly and freely, devouring the meat and barbecue dishes.

"I mean, shouldn't you have said something?"

"I'm not helping you, hmph!"

"His tone suddenly became a bit disgusting."

Yukino Yuuyu's comment.

"Speaking of which, I remember the hero once asked me for help." The white-clad figure recounted someone's embarrassing past while enjoying her meal. "She was being sentimental and tentatively asking for my help, so I immediately rolled over and jumped into the river to escape! I never expected her to have a brain fart and jump in after me..."

Yukino Yukinoshita gave a slight twitch of her lips: "If it were me, I'd find a rock on the shore and throw it at you."

Bai Ying asked in surprise, "Weren't you supposed to be squatting down and crying?"

Yukinoshita was taken aback for a moment, then couldn't help but laugh, "Even a jerk can say stupid things sometimes. Do you think I'm a child? This..."

Bai Ying said matter-of-factly, "You'll be an adult once you learn how to open your mouth wide."

"what?"

"Thinking too much about myself is too much trouble, so I'll just do whatever! Whether my parents are scared or annoyed, I'll just keep my distance and not interact with them too often!"

The white figure, with a shrimp tail dangling from the corner of its mouth, spoke words that were utterly devoid of any real force despite its aggressive demeanor.

"Yes Yes Yes……"

Yukino took another sip of beer, her gaze lowered as she looked at the table. She realized that opening the table wasn't such a bad option. After all, liking someone and not getting along is perfectly normal. Giving Yukino a break wasn't unacceptable; it was the solution with the fewest problems and least conflict with her mother…

Wait a minute, isn't this exactly what I was thinking before?!

Tsk, judging from our previous interactions, this guy seems to have a nonchalant attitude towards his opponents... Let's just torture him!

You've stirred up other people's thoughts and now you expect me not to offer any advice? I'm not some pushover like Yukino-chan.

No matter what that scoundrel is thinking, once he's in the gate, he thinks he can escape?

Looking at the white figure who was engrossed in eating, silent like Xu Shu entering Cao Cao's camp, Yukinoshita smiled slightly.

Click.

The door lock suddenly clicked, and Yukinoshita Haruno looked towards the door, somewhat surprised. Who would...?

The door opened, and Yukinoshita's mother stood in the doorway, her brows slightly furrowed as if she were pondering something. Then she looked up and entered, and was momentarily taken aback.

Why did 9528 look surprised?

Bai Ying glanced up, then buried her head in her barbecue: "Pretending to see something behind me? That's just a primary school trick."

"Mother mother..."

Yukino Yukino managed to come up with a name, but then she got stuck, her brain racing as she thought of something.

How can I explain that I only revealed my feelings for that scoundrel to my mother this afternoon, and that my mother caught me in the door with him that evening?

Can this be explained?!

Yukino Yukino managed to keep her expression under control, but her wildly beating heart couldn't. She quickly gave Baiying a subtle wink.

"Ok?"

The white figure turned its head towards the door, blinked, and greeted.

"Good evening, Auntie. Have you eaten yet?"

"have eaten."

"How about some late-night snacks?"

"No."

The mother took a deep breath and stepped into the room.

boom!

The sound of the door closing resonated in Yukino's heart.

She found herself seemingly with nowhere to run.

...I was the one who got blocked?!

Chapter 113 is over!

Yukinoshita's father has been a bit troubled lately.

Mood is something that is always difficult to quantify. At first glance, it may seem that it can be indirectly expressed through words and actions, but it needs to be combined with personal character and beliefs. As a result, individual human behavior always carries some unpredictable and chaotic attributes.

It could be called human-like constellation behavior, or human constellation behavior.

How upset was Yukinoshita's father?

Open your phone and scroll through your browsing and search history.

Average water temperature of Tokyo Bay, reasons for missing persons in modern society, methods for cleaning up bloodstains, ways to expose a cheating boyfriend, the process of a honey trap, how to drive away intruders from your home, one hundred ways to regain your position in the family, how to persuade family members to change...

It's so annoying.

What's even more frustrating is that Yukinoshita's father knows that searching for these things online is utterly useless, just like how unreliable finance is comparable to astrology, but he's still like a devout stock market investor, firmly believing that making big money is just around the corner!

Damn it! How did things turn out like this?!

Ugh! Those despicable rebels! Yesterday they seduced the little goddess, today they're seducing the middle goddess, what are they planning to do tomorrow? I don't even want to think about it!

In the office, Yukinoshita's father looked worried and couldn't help but sigh. Was he too soft-hearted? Was he overthinking things? According to common sense, he should have upheld his fatherly authority and called the young goddess in for a serious discussion... But then again, it didn't matter whether he had that kind of thing or not.

Rationally speaking, I should, as their father, warn them and draw a line to prevent them from suffering even greater harm.

From an emotional standpoint, I should eliminate the rebels, cleanse the world, and restore order to the court.

Realistically speaking, it seems like all I can do is watch helplessly.

Yukinoshita scratched his head, realizing that he still didn't want to be that kind of father... wielding the natural power between adults and children, transferring the troubles and emotions of life onto the children in a violent way, and then finding reasons to justify his behavior.

Regardless of right or wrong, I just don't want to become like my father. Even the slightest resemblance would make me feel disgusted.

Yukinoshita's father analyzed himself, and thought, "Fine, I'll just be weak."

Who knows, the rebels might accidentally be disliked by the young and middle-aged goddesses?

Yukinoshita's father skillfully comforted himself when his phone suddenly rang.