Uneasy daily life

And those situations where even if he sees through it, it's useless, and he can only fight it out head-on.

Hmph~ I don't believe that bastard could have guessed that I would act ahead of time.

I'm just a little curious, what's really going on in that jerk's mind? He said everyone should go, but he didn't really do anything about it. And bringing his girlfriend to meet his parents... it feels really strange for him... Is it to make up for a regret from his past life? Unlikely. Does he think meeting the parents is an important ritual for lovers? Nonsense. Just looking for some drama in his daily life? Maybe. Is he determined to face his parents in this life, so he needs some people to bolster his courage? Probably not, since judging from the few things he's said, there doesn't seem to be any real conflict between him and his parents in this life.

As expected, the others were much easier to understand than the rascal. Whether it was the timid Yukino, the Kazuha who didn't like dealing with elders, or the habitually calm and collected Sakurajima... they must all have their own ideas, but they hesitated because of other ideas. Hmph, when I first suggested that we go secretly as a group, they responded very quickly.

Yukinoshita Haruno chuckled smugly, glancing at the time almost unconsciously.

Why haven't Yukino and the others arrived yet?

Send a message.

No reply.

Call up.

Nowhere.

"?"

Something's not right!

Yukinoshita's thoughts raced like lightning: Something's not right! Something's extremely wrong! It couldn't be that they suddenly backed out at the last minute, one, two, three of them tacitly canceling on him, could it?!

Something's wrong... Takeoff time is almost here.

Never mind, let's get on the plane first!

……

"This is what Chinese cities are like... They don't seem that different, except that I can only half understand the characters."

Toyohama and Hana gazed at the scenery, which was both unfamiliar and strangely familiar, as if they had simply gotten lost in the city.

"In modern society, we are all Asian countries. If you really want to find differences in cultural characteristics, you probably have to go to tourist attractions."

Mai Sakurajima fiddled with her phone, glancing at the surrounding street signs and markers: "Hmm... I shouldn't have gotten on the wrong plane, provided that the address Haruno provided is correct. She said that Hiratsuka-sensei specifically contacted the parents of the 'black fan' to get the latest address—Panryu Avenue, Jinyu 5th District..."

"I've already exchanged the currency," Yukino Yukinoshita said confidently, rummaging through her wallet. "Let's just find a taxi."

As for what to say and how to greet each other, let's leave those things for when we meet!

The most advanced blitzkrieg tactics are those that catch even yourself off guard!

After confirming their direction, the three girls resolutely stepped forward and disappeared into the crowd.

……

"Ah sneeze——!"

At the dining table, the two middle-aged men suddenly spat the noodles they hadn't chewed back into their bowls, covered their mouths with a ferocious expression, sneezed, and then looked around warily.

"What's wrong? Is someone trying to assassinate His Majesty?"

The middle-aged woman across from him reached out, pulled out a tissue, and handed it to him, making a casual joke.

"Who else could it be? Of course, it's that unfilial son." The middle-aged man sneered, stirring the noodles in his bowl. "He never gives us a moment's peace. Just a few days ago, the teacher from Japan called to ask for our address. That unfilial son must have gotten into some trouble!"

The middle-aged woman was slightly taken aback, then quickly asked, "Erbai? Did the teacher say anything?"

"I asked, but the teacher seemed reluctant to speak, only telling us to calm down and wait, and that we would have news soon. It's really hard for her to make an international call using translation software."

The middle-aged man sighed, his expression grave. "I wonder what that kid has gotten into. Lately, he hasn't seemed to be doing anything wrong. He's still writing light novels, screenplays, and acting... Speaking of which, I think Japan is already holding its college entrance exams and even university applications, right? Did that kid get arrested for disrupting the exam? No, that can't be right. If it were something that serious, the news would have spread by now. He'd practically be a celebrity in the entertainment industry..."

"Or did he just throw up a random score, which surprised the school so much that they finally couldn't help but contact his parents across borders?"

The middle-aged woman thought for a moment: "Did Erbai have a teacher-student relationship at school?"

The middle-aged man silently watched his wife without saying a word.

The middle-aged woman paused for a moment to think, then let out a slow laugh.

"A teacher-student relationship..." The middle-aged man then laughed, "The only people who could date him are probably mentally ill."

bang bang bang...

A faint knock came at the door. The couple got up at the same time, looked at each other, and were about to sit back down when they saw the other person sit back down. They stopped immediately and stood on the chairs with their buttocks hovering over the chairs in a squatting position.

"Go together."

The middle-aged man decisively got up and walked towards the door.

The two reached out and opened the door, only to find three unfamiliar young girls standing outside.

"Excuse me……"

A girl who looked vaguely familiar, and seemed to be the most mature of the three, asked in a stiff, rigid tone, as if reading from a prepared script, "Is this Bai Ying's family home?"

"what?"

The middle-aged man quickly realized what was happening and subconsciously nodded, saying, "Oh, I'm his father..."

The girl seemed relieved and gave a gentle, friendly smile.

"Hello, Dad..."

In an instant, the middle-aged man saw his death countdown begin.

Chapter 111 Cutting on the Spot!

Finding a place in a foreign country is quite a troublesome thing.

Fortunately, both Yukino Yukinoshita and Mai Sakurajima have some social experience of traveling abroad.

They prepared to exchange local currency beforehand, confirmed the name of their destination, and prioritized learning the pronunciation of asking for directions and place names in Chinese. If all else failed, they even prepared paper and pen for written communication. The thorough preparations allowed them to reach their destination smoothly, but their first communication seemed to have some problems.

Anyway, after Sakurajima Mai exchanged a few words, she saw the middle-aged couple opposite her both show shocked expressions.

The middle-aged woman stared at Sakurajima Mai for a few moments, then turned to look at her husband, trying to confirm if the two shared any genetic similarities...

"STOP! Before gathering evidence for the court hearing, at least decide whether or not to appeal!"

The middle-aged man spoke in an unusually loud voice, managing to pick up his old construction site English again and force out a sentence in Chinglish: "Love us notte yo er fara er!"

"?"

Three people who understand English but don't really understand it—the kind of people who seem to understand but don't really understand it at all when they try to figure it out.

"Wait a minute." Yukino Yukinoshita turned to look at Mai Sakurajima, and asked in surprise, "Sakurajima-senpai, what did you just say? Did you ask if the other person was Haku-kun's father? But the grammar seems wrong? I didn't hear Haku-kun's name..."

"I get nervous and my words slip out."

Mai Sakurajima maintained a polite smile on her face.

Yukino Yukinoshita paused for a moment, then vaguely understood: "Wait, what about that Chinese sentence you just said... Although we don't call each other 'father-in-law' and 'mother-in-law' in everyday life, it seems like they're said separately in Chinese, right?"

"Hey, why are you guys suddenly chatting in Japanese?" Toyohama and Hana nudged Yukino Yukinoshita's waist, pulling her close, and pouted, "Others are waiting! Yukinoshita, didn't you learn Chinese? Hurry up!"

"Wait! Are they speaking Japanese? It sounds completely different from what I hear on TV."

The middle-aged woman belatedly realized her oversight and thoughtfully remarked, "Since they're foreigners, investigating your past relationships should be relatively easy..."

"I already said there needs to be a mediation process before the appeal!" The middle-aged man hurriedly tried to speak his construction site Japanese, his face serious as he forced out, "Ai! Yada! You! Slap slap!"

"what?"

Yukino Yukinoshita was in the process of organizing her thoughts when she was completely taken aback by the combined language of the three countries.

The middle-aged woman complained, "Your unique foreign language is quite strange; the young girl who came to visit her relatives doesn't seem to understand it."

"I don't accept this marriage, absolutely not!" The middle-aged man decisively took a step back. "If you don't believe me, then you handle it!"

The middle-aged woman smiled, took out her phone, and casually opened a translation website in front of her.

Middle-aged man: "..."

【Hello, are you my son's friends?】

Yukino Yukinoshita breathed a sigh of relief, silently telling herself to calm down several times, before calmly saying, "Hello, stepmother..."

"Great!" the middle-aged man exclaimed, "So you've come to acknowledge your family!"

The middle-aged woman rolled her eyes: "Didn't you hear what they were saying? Godmother! What does godmother mean? It means foster mother! It's something you've been raised by. How can you be so close to that girl of yours? She should just call you 'Dad'!"

"These things need to be discussed separately. You say yours, and I'll say mine!" the middle-aged man argued, looking at Yukino Yukinoshita and asking, "What's this, yo-er pa-pa?"

Yukino Yukinoshita fell silent for a moment, countless question marks floating above her head. What exactly went wrong?

Sakurajima Mai pondered for a moment, puzzled. It seemed that Yukino's idea of ​​calling her stepmother was also flawed? Doesn't Chinese clearly distinguish between the terms for father-in-law and mother-in-law and parents?

"Alright! Let's use the power of technology!"

Fengbin and Hanami, who claimed to be learning Chinese, both failed miserably under the influence of their older sister and Xiaoxue. They promptly took out their phones, typed in Japanese and had it machine-translated into Chinese, and then showed the phone screen to the middle-aged couple.

We are your son's girlfriends!

Middle-aged woman: "?"

Middle-aged man: "?"

Uh...it's probably a problem with the translation! Technology has its limitations too!

……

The three of them managed to get into the house, and then subconsciously looked for the shoe rack, only to find two pairs of shoes left outside next to the door.

No need to change your shoes, just walk in. Don't be too polite.

The content displayed on the middle-aged woman's phone screen left the three of them feeling somewhat strange.

Hmm...it's probably a problem with the translation! Technology has its limitations too!

Under the middle-aged man's gestures, which he couldn't understand but could read, the three sat down on the sofa in the living room and tried to communicate with each other through their mobile phones. The middle-aged woman thought about preparing something to entertain the guests, but after rummaging through the kitchen, she decisively moved the kettle to the coffee table, placed three ceramic bowls on it, and enthusiastically poured in boiled water.

"Ahem, we didn't prepare any drinks at home, and the cups we usually use aren't quite right, so please make do with these." The middle-aged woman said warmly, "You must be thirsty after coming all this way, right? Have some water."

Feng Bin and Hua looked at the scene with a bit of confusion, then suddenly realized, "So they drink water from bowls here? No wonder those kung fu masters in movies drink from big bowls and eat meat in big chunks!"

"Will... will it?" Mai Sakurajima was not very confident.

"Drink." Yukino Yukinoshita picked up her bowl. "When in Rome, do as the Romans do."

The three of them picked up their bowls and drank three bowls of plain water. Just as they were about to take the kettle back, the other party saw this and assumed that the guests were very thirsty, so they quickly filled the bowls for them.

Toyohama Kazuka: "...Refills are a custom?"

Mai Sakurajima: "I have a feeling there's some kind of misunderstanding."

"It must be a misunderstanding," Yukino Yukinoshita quickly typed.

[Sorry, we didn't know the rules, there might have been a misunderstanding—let me introduce myself, Yukino Yukinoshita is me, the other one with black hair is Mai Sakurajima, and the last one is Kazuka Toyohama.]

This translation...

Well, I'll just use it as is; at least I can tell what it means.

Hmm? Mai Sakurajima? That name sounds familiar... Never mind, let's clear up the misunderstanding first!

The middle-aged man immediately started typing, wanting to solve the most crucial problem.

Why do you call me Dad?

She was so nervous that she said the wrong thing.

Why is she called godmother?

I've heard that China is a country that places great importance on traditional etiquette, and the way people address each other must be formal and precise. Therefore, in terms of our relationship, since I am your son's girlfriend, I should address you as his godmother.

Yukino Yukinoshita was slightly nervous, but she also had her own principles. Since it was a place that valued proper titles, she should express her determination and thoughts directly through how she addressed people.

The middle-aged man turned his head blankly: "Godmother? Isn't that mother-in-law?"

The middle-aged woman was also confused: "What mother-in-law? Shouldn't we just call her Mom?"

The two argued for a while, but found that their argument wasn't very clear.

[No need for formalities, we usually address each other casually. However, before marriage, we generally call each other uncle and aunt, or auntie, or of course, mom. In everyday life, we don't adhere to such detailed seniority distinctions; just knowing who you're addressing is enough.] The middle-aged man typed rapidly, clearly a seasoned online communicator.

【OK. 】

Yukino Yukinoshita finished speaking.

The scene was quiet for a few seconds. The middle-aged man and she looked at each other, seemingly waiting for the other to start a conversation.

The middle-aged man suddenly slapped his thigh, staring intently at Sakurajima Mai: "You're that Sakurajima Mai?!"

"Oh?" the middle-aged woman said knowingly. "You finally remembered?"