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Fumino was stirring the potato salad on her plate with a fork while she was talking. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, the black ring on her right hand was facing Minamoto no Raikou who was talking to her. The reflection from the ring made Fumino jealous.
"Indeed, I am a little distressed that this child doesn't like Mandarin so much. Is there any good way to help him learn it? The only way is to help him with tutoring at night so that he won't fall behind too much."
"Hey, don't use the word tutoring so seriously. I know what you want to say. Don't worry, by next spring break, I believe Kyousuke will choose a reliable tutor."
Then could you please not emphasize the word "make-up lessons" so much?
Listening to the uninhibited speeches of these two people, Kyosuke really wanted to squeeze in.
The table of the Minamoto family is very close to the main table where Jill is sitting. It can even be said to be the second most important table after the main table. But because of this, this seat is very eye-catching. Kyosuke feels that everyone's eyes seem to be focused on his face. He thinks this should not be his illusion, because his current state is really very, very inconspicuous. Kyosuke's seat is sandwiched between Minamoto Raikou and Fumino on the left and right. What's more important is that these two mature women completely ignored his existence during the conversation, but they didn't leave him for three sentences. This awkward feeling made Kyosuke feel extremely uncomfortable. He felt that he was a clown who was made a joke of.
Judging from the few times Kyosuke occasionally glanced at them, it was obvious that these people were just watching the show. Occasionally, there were a few who didn't have that expression (such as Lily), and they were all resentful women who wished they could replace the two people next to them.
Of course, Minamoto no Raikou only ignored Kyousuke when he was talking to Fumino. At certain times, she would pay more attention to him, for example -
"Kyosuke, try this."
Minamoto no Raikou snatched the plate of sushi from the Valkyrie who was serving his table, and poured it all onto Kyosuke's plate.
The Valkyrie who served the dishes felt a little regretful to see that her job was taken away again. At first, when she learned that she was assigned to the table where Master Kyosuke served, she was very happy, because being able to personally serve Master Kyosuke could be said to be the dream of all Valkyries. It was a pity that Minamoto no Raikou, the wise old mother, saw through the thoughts of this little bitch at a glance and kept a close watch on her. Basically, she had never successfully delivered the dishes to Kyosuke in person.
Although she felt sorry for not being able to serve Master Kyosuke perfectly, she did not complain too much. On the one hand, she, with her small arms and legs, would definitely not be a match for this old cow, and she could not snatch it even if she wanted to; on the other hand, at least she was at the closest seat to Master Kyosuke compared to the other sisters, right? So with this thought in mind, Miss Valkyrie happily took out another plate of sushi from the dining cart and distributed it to the other guests at the table one by one.
Ever since the first dish was distributed entirely to Kyosuke by Miss Minamoto no Raikou, the food logistics team for this table specially prepared two servings of each dish.
Kyosuke hesitated as he looked at the sushi piled on his plate. This was not the first time that Minamoto no Raikou had done this. The potato salad and shrimp rolls were the same. If it weren't for the pumpkin soup, which was not enough to cover it all, he would have to drink a basin of soup from his godmother. Every time the green-haired Valkyrie brought the food over, his Lao Gan Ma would rudely snatch it from her and pile it all on his plate.
My stepmother, are you planning to starve me to death and then plunder my body?
"What's wrong? Is this sushi not delicious? I said that the chef hired by Jill is not as good as what I make myself. Hey, I wonder if you cut corners on the sushi? It looks a little stale to me, isn't it..."
Minamoto no Raikou saw that Kyosuke didn't take any action and thought that Kyosuke was dissatisfied with the dishes, so he glared at Valkyrie who was serving the dishes with an unhappy look, apparently intending to grab her and argue with her.
"No...it's not that. Mom, you misunderstood."
Seeing that his stepmother wanted to make a big deal out of it, Kyosuke quickly picked up a piece of sushi that hadn't even been dipped in soy sauce and stuffed it into his mouth, then praised it with a fake delicious expression: "It tastes good. Hiccup~"
Although Kyosuke tried very hard, he still couldn't help burping because he had eaten too much before, especially the potato salad and shrimp rolls were cold food.
The Valkyrie didn't mind Kyosuke's little faux pas. She was very happy about Kyosuke's praise and showed him the most sincere smile: "Master Kyosuke, as long as you like it, Guna, I'm very happy that you can praise the dishes. I believe the people in the kitchen will be very happy to hear your praise."
However, Minamoto no Raikou obviously misunderstood Kyosuke's meaning. After seeing Kyosuke's praise for the sushi, she gave the two sushi on her plate to Kyosuke, "Since you like it, Kyosuke, eat more."
Just by looking at the mountain of fish and rice mixture on his plate (a lot of sushi rice and fish were piled together), Kyosuke felt his stomach churning.
"Oh...oh. Okay."
Kyousuke picked up a piece of tuna, dipped it in vinegar rice, and stuffed it into his mouth.
The top-grade tuna meat was plump and firm, and paired with the vinegar rice with just the right sour taste, it was a perfect enjoyment. But Kyousuke had no intention of tasting this exquisite delicacy. After all, no matter how delicious the food was, it would be a waste if you gave it to someone who was already full. All Kyousuke could do now was to chew it carefully and delay the time the food stayed in his mouth as much as possible. He planned to buy as much time as possible for his stomach to digest it in this way.
"You...if you think it's too much, just say it directly. Come, Yukino, Miss Sanzo. You can help him share some of the burden."
Fumino couldn't stand Kyosuke's forced appearance anymore, so she picked up Kyosuke's plate full of sushi and distributed it to the other people at the table.
When Sanzang saw Fumino trying to pick up some meat for him, he quickly shook his head and refused: "I'm sorry. Monks avoid meat and fish, so Yukinoshita should give the portion to Sakata."
"Oh well."
Kintoki didn't bother to be polite. He stretched out his hands, grabbed two handfuls of food from the plate that Kyosuke handed to him by Fumino, and stuffed it into his mouth voraciously. His uncultured eating style made Minamoto no Raikou frown.
"Looking at the general's expression, he's going to teach this brat a lesson." Usui Sadamitsu secretly said to Ubu Suketake beside him, "Do you want to bet on how long he will be tortured?"
Jiwu rolled his eyes at Zhenguang and said, "What's there to bet on? If everyone can climb into Kyousuke's bed tonight, it won't take even a minute. If not, then I guess Jintoki will have to stay up all night."
"Zhenguang, Jiwu. What important things are you two talking about? Why do you have to talk about it during dinner?"
Minamoto no Raikou obviously saw the two people whispering there. Even if she didn't hear the purpose of their conversation clearly, did she need to listen to it clearly when she could guess it easily?
"Nothing, General."
"Then shut up and eat quietly!"
"Yes."
So Bubu and Usui quickly sat up straight and demonstrated to everyone present what it meant to look at the nose with the eyes, the mouth with the nose, and the heart with the mouth, and have a clear conscience. However, no one knew what these two people were thinking.
On the other side, after Fumino had distributed the sushi, she poured Kyosuke a cup of hot tea and handed it to him, "Come, drink something hot to warm your stomach. You just ate cold dishes."
"Thank you...thank you."
Kyosuke gratefully took the teacup that Fumino handed to him. Just a sip of tea made him feel relaxed from the inside out, and his stomach, which had been knotted, softened instantly.
Minamoto no Raikou felt that Fumino's behavior was completely unnecessary. Of course, more importantly, she was a little jealous of Kyosuke's happy expression. You know, she had just picked up so many dishes for him but he didn't show such a grateful expression.
With this thought in mind, Minamoto no Raikou pressed down Fumino's napkin on the table and said with a fierce look on his face: "Hey, Kyousuke hasn't finished eating yet!"
"Raikou, haven't you heard the saying 'eat less, enjoy more, eat more, upset your stomach'? There are other dishes yet to be served. Are you planning to make Kyousuke spend the rest of the trip in the infirmary? He's not that pig with white hair who will still be hungry no matter how much junk food he eats."
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Lily, who was two tables away from Kyosuke and the others, spat out the burger in her mouth after hearing Fumino's adjective about her, "Puff--cough cough. Sorry, Lord Lancelot."
"It's alright, King." Lancelot gently wiped the food crumbs off his face, but his smile was a little forced. "But King, don't you think you've eaten too much? This is already the fourth Big Mac, right?"
The Big Mac that Lancelot was talking about was not the kind from McDonald's, but a huge hamburger specially made by the chef on the ship that was more like the 4-layer Royale from Burger King.
"I'm sorry, but this burger tastes really good. Sir Lancelot, would you like to try it too?"
Since Lily's hair turned silver and couldn't be turned back, her taste has also changed. In the past, Lily's pursuit of food was always to eat as long as it was edible, but she would tend to be more delicious and healthy, but now Lily has completely dominated junk food.
"No, thanks. I'll just have a salad."
I feel like what Ms. Fumino described is absolutely correct.
Lancelot kept these treasonous words deep in his heart while mashing the potatoes for his potato salad.
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On the other hand, Minamoto no Raikou seemed indifferent to Fumino's words, "It's okay, Nanding is here too. He won't die from the weight."
I want to get off the boat! No one can stop me! !
Kyosuke had the urge to jump into the sea. What kind of people did he know? Would it be okay to hand himself over to Nanding? That was the tough guy who asked to slice his penis for research right in front of him!
"Raikou, don't go too far. Are you planning to just soak Kyousuke in formalin?"
Fumino slammed her chopsticks on the table, obviously she had also heard of Nan Ding's reputation.
"Hmph, Yukinoshita Fumino! I don't need you to teach me how to raise a child. Just take care of your own child."
Minamoto no Yorimitsu was not to be outdone, and she used her altitude advantage to climb directly onto the hills of Fumino (compared to her own altitude).
The confrontation between the two ladies made Kyosuke feel miserable. Feeling the pressure and touch on both sides of his cheeks, Kyosuke thought that the two ladies wanted to trap him. In order to escape, he looked at everyone at the table for help, but no one was willing to take the initiative to observe the two tigresses. Everyone stared at the food in front of them, except Sanzang, who was looking at her vegetarian food while holding a string of Buddhist beads and chanting something.
"Namo Hela Danaduo Laye..."
Hey! Don't think I can't hear you chanting the Great Compassion Mantra!
After reciting a passage of scriptures, Sanzang closed his eyes which had been open till now, and acted like a high-level monk. "Amitabha, Mr. Gaosaka. In order for everyone to enjoy this lunch, you should make a sacrifice. In the past, the Buddha gave his body to feed the tiger, and now Mr. Gao is serving his mother with his body. This is also a good story."
Why are they all the same? Am I so dispensable?
"Sorry, please make way, this is today's main course."
Miss Valkyrie Gunna, who was serving this table, finally seized the opportunity when the two big guys were angry with each other and successfully served Kyosuke a dish.
"That's great, what the...what the hell is this!"
In front of him, there was a bowl or a basin, filled with red soup and a...cow?! Kyosuke looked at the calf that had been stuffed into the basin. Except for the skeleton and head, the rest of the cow was cut into pieces and boiled in the soup. None of this was important. The key point was that the cow's eyes were looking at Kyosuke with pleading eyes. These spiritual eyes filled Kyosuke with guilt.
"Mou~"
The cow is still alive!
"This is Hercules-sama's specialty - tomato beef ramen."
With an innocent look on her face, Guna introduced this world masterpiece to Kyosuke.
Kyosuke turned his head and saw Uncle Hai giving him a thumbs up.
"Ouch! (Thumbs up)"
"I want to get off the boat! I want to go home!"
PS: I talked to my parents about something for a long time at night, so this chapter is even later. Actually, this matter is also related to writing, but since it has not been completely finalized, I will not tell you about it yet. I guess there will be new news in the next two weeks, and I will tell you then.
Chapter 42 Lily: I’ll lead the charge!
In the end, Kyosuke still didn't muster up the courage to try this extremely fresh and wild main dish. He gave the cow to Lily on the grounds that she was full after being fed too much by Minamoto no Raikou. Anyway, her stomach was always hungry, so there was no need to worry about overeating.
Lily lived up to everyone's expectations and ate the whole pot of beef dish. After drinking the last mouthful of soup with satisfaction, Lily wiped her lips with a napkin and praised: "The thick soup is matched with the tender beef. The whole dish gives people a feeling of being fierce and delicate. It can be said that it is an excellent dish with almost perfect marks."
"Ouch—(blushing)!"
Uncle Hai was very satisfied with Lily's praise. Although he felt a little disappointed that Kyosuke couldn't eat his own specialty, he was also very satisfied to be recognized by others.
"What a shame. I wanted to see your expression when you ate that bull head."
"You just want to laugh at me. How could I have a sister like you?"
Kyosuke shook his head at Kirino's teasing.
"Of course I have to ask you about this. I wonder who would leave his sister aside to make love with a beautiful woman?"
Kirino responded to her brother's complaints quite sharply. It was totally impossible for her to accept her brother's criticism.
Kyosuke lay on the railing, enjoying the sea breeze, his blurry eyes quietly looking at the sea level. He felt that maybe he should find a quiet place to have a good rest now, away from the hustle and bustle of the world, so that his heart can be calm.
Perhaps I should go to Master Sanzang's temple to meditate in silence for a while. This will probably allow me to remain calm when facing these heroes (plus two sisters who like to cancel themselves) trying to play tricks on me in the future?
"Hey, talk to me. You said you wanted to talk to me, but now you're just looking at the sea by yourself!"
Seeing that Kyosuke didn't say anything but turned his gaze to the sea, Kirino became a little angry.
"Ah? Sorry, I just want to be alone for a while."
Kirino turned her head and complained to Kyosuke with a proud look on her face: "If that's the case, then why don't you look for me in the first place? I wanted to have another water fight with Sister Lily and the others. But you called me here for life consultation. How are you going to compensate me?"
Kyosuke felt somewhat comforted when he heard his sister's words. He touched Kirino's head with his hand and said, "Although you keep complaining, you still care about your brother. Thank you."
"I'm not that little sister with a scar on her face, stop touching my head all the time!"
For some reason, Kirino and Jack, who have always liked lolita, just can't get along. Although Jack didn't dismember Kirino, the two of them just avoided each other as much as possible. Kyosuke thinks this is probably because Kirino likes the "sister", and she wants to be the "sister" (or the brother, who can have sex with the sister); while Jack tries hard to be a "good daughter".