Chapter Fifty-One Dinner

  "My name is Kurenai Sakura, please take care of me this week." I suddenly realized that this was indeed Ryoma Echizen. I didn't know what kind of person Muzi said Tebu was, but now I can save a week's worth of hotel money. (Are you very poor, Sakura?)

  "The boy's name sounds like a girl's." said Echizen Ryoma with a lazy tone.

  "Isn't it okay?" I threw a sanitary glance at the uncle, is there a law that says boys' names can't be like girls'? Besides, I'm actually a girl.

  "Come on, old man, let's hurry back home." Long Ma finally couldn't bear it and urged his dad to go home, so as not to lose face outside.

  "Oh, let's go home." Echizen Ryoma patted his head and took big strides to leave. Actually, he had been watching from a distance since the match between Ryoma and that boy began. The way the boy gripped his racket and his unfamiliarity with tennis were obvious, but his speed and power were what Ryoma lacked, and he could bring out more in Ryoma.

  After helping Long Ma train, Long Ma was already exhausted and lying down. It's clear that Long Ma's physical strength isn't very good and needs more exercise. At first, Long Ma taught me how to hold a racket, although he still had that arrogant look on his face. Indeed, as others have said, he is the kind of person who 'if he were the second most arrogant person in the world, then the first would already be buried.'

  "Ah, sorry about that, kid. It looks like we're only having instant noodles today." Koshiro nodded with a mischievous grin as he waved the note in his hand, which read: "Today I won't be able to come home for dinner due to work, you and Ryoma eat together. - Echizen Ryouko"

  "Can't this dirty old man even cook?" I looked at him with disdain, and the reason I called him a dirty old man was because he had been looking at those obscene magazines during my training sessions with Long Ma.

  "Hahaha…… Does a young boy like me think I, a grown man, can cook?" Koshiro's embarrassed laughter echoed for a few moments, and suddenly I understood why Ryoma's face turned pale when he heard the news that his mother wasn't coming home. It seemed he was already fed up with eating instant noodles. Koshirou's wife, Renko, is Ryoma's mother, who is currently working as a lawyer. Ryoma also has an older brother named Ryuuya, who is said to be training abroad.

  "Do you want me to cook for you? I only know how to make Japanese and Chinese dishes." Considering my lazy nature, I really don't feel like going to the kitchen, but thinking about my stomach, I'll reluctantly do it once.

  "I want to eat Japanese food, I want grilled fish and chawanmushi." Ryoma finally spoke up after a long silence, because he liked Japanese food more than American food, especially grilled fish and chawanmushi. Of course, the old man's instant noodles didn't count as a dish.

  "Oh! Can the young man cook? He will definitely make a good wife in the future." I tilted my head, did I hear that wrong? But I'm a boy now, although it's fake, how could this old pervert say that a boy would make a good wife?! It's no wonder that this old pervert's brain isn't quite normal.

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  Several small dishes were brought up, including roasted fish, scrambled eggs, flavor-enhanced soup, and a cup of steamed tea. Long Ma looked at the food he liked in front of him, and his amber-colored eyes sparkled with delight. Even the most stubborn child would show a innocent side when they encountered something they liked. He carefully removed the fish bones and brought it to his mouth, and the freshness of the fish meat spread throughout his taste buds, causing a satisfied smile to appear on his face. The steamed tea was also very delicious, different from the scrambled eggs filled with the aroma of eggs, but rather a smooth and tender egg flavor. Unlike his mother's method, which added large shrimp meat and fish slices, while his mother's added some mushrooms...

  Watching Long Ma and Se Lao eating with gusto, it seemed like they hadn't eaten for several days. I wonder if Yuan Zhenzi's constant overtime had led to them surviving on instant noodles every day? However, I didn't find these dishes particularly delicious because my taste buds had been spoiled by Sebastian's cooking, and only his dishes tasted good to me.

  I took out the cake made by Sabas from the blood-colored cherry blossoms with a gloomy mood and tasted it, sighing in my heart that indeed when going on a long journey, I must bring enough food, otherwise, taking Sabas away together is also possible.

  As I savored the cake, I felt two gazes directed at me, wolf-like gazes that seemed to want to devour the cake in my hand immediately. With a heart-wrenching feeling, I pulled out one piece of cake, although there were many more in storage, but it was still extremely painful. Straining from my mouth, I squeezed out a complete sentence: "There's only one piece."

  "Hey, kid! Let's have a tennis match. The winner gets this cake." I looked at Ryoma Echizen with disdain, knowing that he couldn't beat him, and yet he still challenged him to a match. What kind of father tries to take food away from his own son?

  "Hmph! Go if you must." The cat's eyes gleamed with a stubborn light, usually people like him wouldn't dare to provoke someone who refused his challenge.

  Looking at the two figures walking towards their backyard, I couldn't help but sigh and say that they are indeed father and son, both with such an arrogant attitude. But having just finished dinner, they went to play tennis - aren't they afraid of getting appendicitis?

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  In the end, Nishinoya Yuu still won with an absolute advantage of bullying the weak, but looking at those cat-like eyes filled with resentment, he couldn't bear to take out a piece of cake.

  Then Maebara Izo made me and Ryoma sleep together, saying "What's the big deal? You're both guys anyway. If anything happens, just have the kid marry you later." Indeed, this wasn't something to worry about, not like I hadn't slept with a guy before, and Ryoma was quite a nice "pillow" too~~