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The final program of the "Wood Carving Exhibition Competition" being broadcast on television reflected a little light through Mai Mizukami's glasses.

My favorite show is playing.

But she didn't look at it at all.

"Tick... tick... tick..." The clock ticked, producing a crisp echo.

It seemed to intensify and urge on her curiosity.

Mizukami Mai, who had been staring at Jiang Yuan's door for who knows how long, no longer hesitated.

He got up and walked towards the door of Jiangyuan's bedroom.

"That's my room. Mai can go there to rest if she's tired."

Jiang Yuan's words lingered in his mind, "This is the hero's request," as if he were speaking to himself.

"Click—" Mizukami Mai's beautiful eyes flickered slightly, but her small face remained calm as she pushed open the door to Jiang Yuan's bedroom.

Turn on the lights and wait until the room's layout becomes clearly visible.

Mizukami Mai entered and began to examine the room.

'The birthplace of heroes…'

Unlike the messy boys' rooms you see on TV.

Jiang Yuan's room was very simple, with a bed, a wardrobe and a bedside table, a desk, and that was it.

It looks very clean and simple.

Only a standing photo frame on the desk caught Mizukami Mai's attention.

Accompanied by curiosity, Mizukami Mai approached and picked it up to take a look.

The photo frame shows a cute boy with a wide, happy smile, with two equally gentle and kind-looking middle-aged man and woman standing behind him.

It was a family photo.

"The hero's family?"

Mai Mizukami's beautiful eyes lit up.

This was the first time she had seen Jiang Yuan's parents.

Mizukami Mai did not doubt whether the two were Jiang Yuan's parents.

Although they were very different from what we see now, you could still see some resemblance to the cute boy, and the middle-aged man and woman who also had some similar features.

As expected, these should be Jiang Yuan's parents; the photo was probably taken when he was a child.

What kind of people were the hero's parents...?

For the person who brought Jiang Yuan, who loved her so much, into the world.

While curious, Mizukami Mai was also thinking about how to leave a good impression on them.

As a girlfriend, you should at least meet my parents.

0 ······Requesting flowers··· ······ It seems she has never seen the hero's parents.

Are you too busy with work?

Just as Mizukami Mai was about to put the photo frame back in its place, she was thinking to herself.

"Ok?"

A folded piece of white paper suddenly fell from behind the photo frame, immediately piquing her curiosity.

"This is…"

He bent down to pick it up and opened the water-washed linen robe to take a look.

immediately…

"?!!"

……

"Crack-"

"I'm back... Huh?!"

Just as Jiang Yuan opened the door with a smile and was about to say, "I'm back," she returned after buying groceries and running errands.

Suddenly.

A figure flashed by, and before Jiang Yuan could react, a soft object suddenly rushed into his arms.

The force was so great that even his superhuman body swayed slightly.

"Mai?"

Looking at Ma Yi, who had buried her little head firmly in his arms and whose delicate body was trembling slightly for some reason, Jiang Yuan was a little puzzled.

'What's wrong with Mai?'

Could it be... an evil spirit?

As a guess flashed through his mind, Jiang Yuan's expression changed.

Could it be that when he went out, some evil spirit or urban legend afflicted Mai again?

But his protective measures didn't trigger?

Uncertain in his heart, Jiang Yuan held Mai with one arm, and three scarlet tomoe instantly appeared in his eyes.

'fine.'

The magatama vanished.

Jiang Yuan found the apartment to be very "clean," and even with his Sharingan activated, he couldn't detect any yin energy.

Therefore, although he was puzzled, he still breathed a slight sigh of relief.

As long as it's not weird, it's fine.

Although she didn't know why Mai was acting this way all of a sudden, Jiang Yuan rubbed Mai's head and, after not getting a reply, temporarily suppressed her doubts.

Let's go home first. It's not good to just stand at the door hugging Mai.

Gently lift Mizukami Mai up, and lift her small feet, clad in pure white socks, off the ground.

Jiang Yuancai took the vegetables, closed the door, and went back inside.

"Hey, what's that?"

A white-haired woman with a pink coat and a dangerous hairstyle, who had just come out from next door and was on her way to buy groceries, asked in confusion.

Was the door closed just now?

'Did you have neighbors next door?'

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P. S.: New author, new book, please give me flowers, rewards, and votes! (10, 000 views) Kitchen, on the stove.

"Gurgle—" Golden corn kernels and tempting pork ribs simmer and boil in a pot, with large and small bubbles rising to the surface of the milky white broth.

A rich, refreshing aroma wafted along with the mist, reaching the riverbank and catching the nose.

"Yeah, it tastes good."

Wearing an apron, Jiang Yuan took a small bite with the condiment dish, and her eyes lit up.

The soup tastes and textures perfect; it just needs to simmer a little longer.

"So, is Mai hungry?"

Lower your head.

Looking at Mai, who was still clinging tightly to his waist, her fair cheeks pressed into a round, soft mound, her eyes fixed on him without ever leaving his side.

Jiang Yuan was truly baffled at this moment.

From the moment he finished cooking all the dishes until he finally made the corn and pork rib soup, the number "700" remained unchanged for almost an hour.

It was as if they were afraid he would suddenly disappear.

It can't be that Mai was too hungry and was afraid that the chef would run away.

"..."

Hear the words.

Mizukami Mai tightened her grip on Jiang Yuan's waist, as if she was struggling with something, but eventually relaxed a little.

"Brave."

She propped herself up from Jiang Yuan's embrace, one hand still tightly gripping the hem of his clothes, refusing to let go.

"Has Mai finally spoken?"

Seeing this, Jiang Yuan breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Although Mai was still holding onto him, it was enough that she was willing to speak.

Otherwise, if things continue like this, he won't know what's wrong with Mai.

"Lower your head."

Jiang Yuan was slightly taken aback when she heard Mai's words, but she still did as she was told.

Just as he bent down, about to ask, "What does Mai want to say?"

"?!"

As the fragrant breeze wafted over, it touched my nose.

Suddenly.

Jiang Yuan's eyes widened instantly, but then softened as he pulled Mai into his arms and took the initiative.

"Well…"

now.

Jiang Yuan was surprised by Mai's sudden attack, but for some reason, he also felt a little uneasy.

Although we don't know what happened, we should just offer some comfort.

We'll talk about the rest when Mai wants to.

All he wanted to do now was savor this fragrant and delicious treat.

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"Well, it's done."

The last soup was served.

Looking at the large table full of food, Jiang Yuan felt an overwhelming sense of pride.

Sure enough, my cooking skills are still as impressive as ever, without any decline.

It would be a mistake not to utterly crush Erina.

What do you mean by "the Hand of God"?

Braised eggplant, spicy stir-fried chicken, tomato stewed beef, stir-fried shredded potatoes with vinegar, stir-fried cabbage, and corn and pork rib soup.