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Then he adapted to life in this world. Fortunately, he had the original owner's memories, which saved him a lot of trouble. He just felt a little unnatural when facing his parents in this world.
Fortunately, the original owner was a relatively introverted person, so even if he had some strange acquaintances, they would think that this was a change after surviving a disaster.
Later, because of his previous obsession, buying lottery tickets became a habit for him, and a few days later he was lucky enough to win the jackpot, and the prize money was as high as 1 billion yen!
This incident caused a sensation in the whole of Japan and was directly reported in the news. Fortunately, there was no requirement to show up in person, so no one knew their family information, otherwise there would probably be a lot of trouble.
You have to know that this was 1991 billion in , and the Neon lottery tickets were taxed when they were bought, so the winning amount was not taxed. It could be said to be a huge sum of money, and it was at a time when the economy was starting to get bad, so their family suddenly became super nouveau riche.
However, since it has not been long since they won the prize, there have not been many changes in their family. They still live in the same house, but have paid off all the loans.
Afterwards, Songgang Shuxia resigned from his job and went out to travel with his mother Songgang Jumei. However, he did not expect that the two elders had kept this from him.
Just when he was having a headache about the couple, he suddenly smelled burnt food, and then he remembered what was still cooking in the pot.
"Oh no! My shredded pork with fish flavor!" He yelled and hurried back to the kitchen.
After quickly turning off the fire, I looked at the burnt vegetables in the pot and felt helpless. It was obviously inedible and I had to throw it into the trash can. Fortunately, there was still braised pork to eat.
Speaking of which, ever since the Songgang couple went out to travel, he finally doesn't have to eat those bland and monotonous home-cooked Japanese meals. Normally, he just eats them to fill his stomach.
"It smells great. It seems my cooking skills have not diminished."
Song Gangdong opened the pot and smelled it, feeling very satisfied. He then served a bowl of bright red braised pork and two bowls of crystal clear white rice to the table.
At this time, Shinomiya Mikoto, who was already in the guest room upstairs, was curled up against the door with her legs hugged, her head buried deeply in her arms.
"Shinomiya Mikoto, you must be strong and not let the upstarts look down on you."
She suddenly raised her head and encouraged herself in a firm tone, but the red circles under her eyes proved that she was not as strong as she looked.
This is understandable. After all, no one can accept her fall from a high-ranking rich girl to a poor woman living under the care of others. It's good enough that she can still be like this.
Chapter 3: Bastard! Why is it so delicious?
dong dong dong...
"Well, I made some food. Would you like to eat some?" Songgang Dong knocked on the door and asked.
Shinomiya Mikoto was about to refuse but her stomach started to growl. Actually, she had only eaten some bread edges in the morning so she was already very hungry.
After hesitating for a moment, she pretended to be disdainful and said, "I have always eaten food made by chefs from three-star Michelin restaurants."
"Um... okay then." Song Gangdong was speechless. He was still so particular even though he was bankrupt. Now he was a little worried about how this guy would live in the future.
But just as he was about to turn around and go downstairs, the door was opened, and Shinomiya Mikoto walked out with a proud look on her face.
"Under the current circumstances, it is necessary to adapt to common people's cuisine in advance." Looking at his puzzled eyes, Shinomiya Mikoto concealed her embarrassment and said stubbornly.
Then she went downstairs first in a very stylish manner. In fact, she was running away because she didn't dare to face him. Song Gangdong, who was behind her, wanted to laugh when looking at her back.
This guy is really good at holding on. At this time, he has also figured out some of the character of this young lady. She is the typical type who puts on a brave face just to save her own face.
But he also understood it very well. After all, he had been feeling superior for a long time and it was difficult for him to adapt to the situation at the moment. As time went by, he would probably become normal after he completely faced the reality.
When Shinomiya Mikoto went downstairs to the restaurant, she saw a bowl of fragrant braised pork on the table. As a former rich person, she had of course eaten this dish before.
However, in the past, she had always refused such greasy dishes. But recently she hadn't eaten meat for a long time, so she swallowed her saliva quietly.
At this time, Songgang Dong also came down and sat opposite and said with a smile: "Please forgive me if it doesn't suit your taste."
"I've eaten braised pork made by the best Chinese chefs. Of course yours won't suit my taste. It's good enough that it's barely edible," she said with disdain, looking up.
"I'm really sorry, I'm not as good as the top chefs. If you don't want to eat, don't force it." Song Gangdong said lightly without the smile on his face.
Although he still has many questions about her, he is very unhappy with the other party's behavior. He is not one of those dogs who flatters others and then refuses to accept his love. The way he treated this young lady before was just normal courtesy.
After saying this, Shinomiya Mikoto realized that what she said was a little wrong, but because of her pride she couldn't apologize. However, looking at the braised pork in front of her, she didn't want to miss it.
"Well, then let me, with my tongue that has tasted countless delicacies, evaluate your cooking skills."
She stretched out her chopsticks as if to give you face, and the beautifully colored braised pork moved tremblingly after she picked it up. Seeing this, she secreted even more saliva in her mouth.
Although he was very impatient inside, his movements were still very graceful. He used chopsticks better than some Chinese people. He opened his mouth slightly and put the meat into his mouth.
Woo...
"How can this braised pork be so delicious! It tastes better than anything I've ever had before! The meat is so sticky, just like eating glutinous rice balls, and the sweet taste that penetrates the heart is simply wonderful. It looks oily but it's not greasy at all."
Shinomiya Mikoto squinted her eyes and immersed herself in the deliciousness of the braised pork. Especially since she was very hungry and hadn't eaten meat for a long time, the meat tasted even more delicious under these circumstances.
At this moment, she had already forgotten about Songgang Dong opposite her. She couldn't stop eating with chopsticks in her hand. With the top-notch white rice, she had turned into a food processing machine.
"Uh..." Song Gangdong was holding chopsticks and was about to eat, but just as he was about to pick up a piece of meat, it was snatched away by the other party.
In the end he just gave up and looked in silence at the elegant but fast eating scene across from him. To be honest, this was the first time he had seen such a situation in his entire life.
The full bowl of braised pork with top-notch texture disappeared at a very fast speed. When he saw that the other person's rice was almost gone, he directly handed his own rice to her.
At this time, Shinomiya Mikoto, who was already immersed in the process of eating, took it and started eating without any consciousness. After half a day, there was not a piece of the braised pork left in the bowl, and the two bowls of rice were also finished.
"what!"
It was only at this time that Shinomiya Mikoto came to her senses. Looking at the three empty bowls in front of her, she found it hard to believe that she had eaten all of them.
"belch"
The smell of braised pork came out of her mouth. When she smelled it, she was completely sure of it. Then she looked up and saw Song Gangdong's surprised look on his face opposite her.
Her face immediately turned red, but she then pretended to be calm and elegant, wiped her mouth and said, "This braised pork tastes barely palatable. It's already late, I'm going to go upstairs to rest."
After saying that, he quickly stood up. After standing up, he felt that he seemed to be a little full. He felt a little awkward walking, but he still forced himself to go upstairs quickly.
"belch--"
When she was halfway there, she burped loudly again, which made her even more embarrassed and she quickened her pace again. Soon, the sound of doors opening and closing was heard.
"puff--"
After she left, Songgang Dong couldn't help but chuckle, thinking that this young lady was really interesting. However, he then felt helpless when he looked at the empty bowl.
In the end, he could only find some instant noodles to deal with it, and thought that if he was going to eat with her tomorrow, he would have to cook more in the future.
"The old man should get off the plane tomorrow, and then we can say goodbye to this young lady."
He muttered to himself and went to the bathroom to boil water for a bath. While lying in the tub, he thought of the young lady, but then he thought that she would leave tomorrow so it didn't matter if he took a bath today.
At this time, Shinomiya Mikoto, who had already returned to her room, was immersed in self-blame. After all, she could not accept making a fool of herself in front of Matsuoka Dong.
"Damn it, my habit of ignoring my surroundings whenever I eat delicious food actually appears at this time," she said bitterly as she sat on the edge of the bed, hugging the pillow and burying her head in it.
But thinking about the braised pork just now, she still felt a little unsatisfied. She couldn't believe that Song Gangdong's cooking skills were so good that she was like this.
"Damn it, why did you make it so delicious? I'm so full. Now I have to exercise for a long time to burn off the excess calories." She pounded the pillow with her fist as if she was pounding Song Gangdong.
Although she was now penniless, the habits she had developed over the years had not disappeared, especially she still paid great attention to her figure.
After resting for a while, I took out the yoga clothes from the suitcase and started practicing in the open space in the bedroom. This was the first time I practiced since I fell into poverty, but fortunately I was not rusty yet.
Chapter 4: Does the tattoo look good?
The bright moon cast silver light on the earth, and only street lamps were illuminating the streets. The door of the guest room on the second floor of Songgang's house was slowly opened, and the creaking sound made the dark corridor seem a little eerie.
"That guy should be sleeping soundly at this time," Shinomiya Mikoto muttered.
She came out so late at night because she couldn't stand the sticky feeling on her body. She had already sweated a lot after running around during the day and doing yoga.
However, I had endured it until now because I had to avoid Songgang Dong, and finally I made it to midnight before I started to act.
"Comfortable"
After a while, she lay comfortably in the bathtub. Speaking of which, the bathroom in Songgang's house is very good. In addition, after winning the prize, there is hot water almost all day long, which can be said to be better than 90% of Japanese families.
"This consumes a lot of natural gas, but I don't think they will care about this amount of consumption," she muttered.
In Neon, most people use natural gas to heat bath water, and natural gas is the most expensive in Neon, so usually a family uses the same bathtub water.
She didn't care about these little things before, but since she became so poor that she could barely afford to eat, the living expenses have fallen on her shoulders, so now she pays extra attention to them.
When Shinomiya Mikoto thought about the hardships she had experienced during this period, she felt a bitterness welling up in her heart, and then she immersed her head in the water.
In order to maintain an outwardly strong appearance, he only reveals his weakness and helplessness when he is alone, especially now that his father has passed away and his mother is still in the hospital.
"Come on, as long as you make enough money within three years after graduating from college, you can get rid of the status of fiancée," she said to herself as she emerged from the water.
After soaking for a while, she was already very sleepy, and quickly wrapped herself in a bath towel and came out to dry her hair, but at this moment the door was opened...
The bathroom in Songgang's house is separated into dry and wet areas, one on the left and the other on the right, but they share a washroom in the middle, and at this moment she is here drying her hair in front of the mirror.
"Forehead..."
Matsuoka Dong, who was yawning and going to the bathroom, froze when he saw this scene. The same thing happened to Shinomiya Mikoto, who seemed to be frozen in place.
"Good evening?" Song Gangdong said this casually, probably because he was not awake yet.
At this time, Shinomiya Mikoto also came to her senses and her eyes were filled with murderous intent. She angrily wanted to step forward and give this rude man a kick that would kill him.
However, after taking a few steps, she suddenly slipped and fell backwards. Amid her screams, Song Gangdong instinctively wanted to help her, but in the end it was too late.
Although he didn't pull her, he grabbed her towel, and the result was...
Bang, the door was closed.
"Sorry! I didn't see anything!" Song Gangdong's guilty voice came from outside the door.
The bath towel slowly fell and covered her. Only then did she recover from the pain. After realizing this situation, her face turned red, then blue, and then black.
Then he didn't say anything, but quickly put on his pajamas, lowered his head and opened the door. At this time, Songgang Dong had not left yet, one because he felt he couldn't leave and the other because he still wanted to go to the bathroom.
"I didn't mean to do that just now. I just saw that you were about to fall..."
Looking at Shinomiya Mikoto who came out with her head down, he made awkward excuses and assured that he definitely didn't see anything just now.
“Does the tattoo on your chest look good?”
"Tattoo? Do you have one?" he responded doubtfully.
boom!
"Ow—"
Songgang Dong fell down with a look of extreme pain on his face. No man wants to experience this feeling a second time.