Although the atmosphere at the dining table was somewhat strange, it was much better than yesterday.
After Kobayashi-kun went downstairs, Yayoi-nee stalled for a bit, but finally came down too.
Aiya Hiroshi felt that Yayoi's legs seemed a bit unsteady, whether it was because she had drunk too much and bumped into something yesterday, or for some other reason.
He originally wanted to ask, but Yayoi-nee glared him back into silence.
Aiya Hiroshi immediately shut up. After secretly observing the situation between Yayoi-nee and Kobayashi-kun, he noticed that although Yayoi-nee occasionally stared at Kobayashi-kun, the hostility from yesterday was completely gone, and breakfast was remarkably peaceful.
Aiya Hiroshi breathed a sigh of relief.
He could once again absorb the necessary professional knowledge from the great Kobayashi-Daimyojin.
"Aiwu Guang."
Hayato pointed an empty chopstick at Aiya Hiroshi's nose. There was even a grain of rice stuck to the tip of the chopstick.
"Present!" Aiya Hiroshi said, straightening his back.
"Have you heard the legend of 'Little Dragon Girl'?" Hayato asked.
"I have not. Please elaborate," Aiya Hiroshi said reverently.
"In ancient Huaxia, there is a mountain called 'Zhongnan Mountain,' and below the mountain, there is a tomb called the 'Huosiren Tomb.' The saying 'Below Zhongnan Mountain, the Huosiren Tomb' refers to this place," Hayato recounted smoothly.
Aiya Yayoi originally wanted to scold him, telling him not to talk about such supernatural nonsense early in the morning, as it was unhealthy.
However, the fried rice was too delicious, and she couldn't spare her mouth.
"Does the Huosiren Tomb house dead people or living people?" Aiya Hiroshi asked again.
"The tomb is dead, but the residents are alive," Hayato said plainly. "It is said that inside lives a woman whose surname is 'Xiao' and first name is 'Longnü'—"
"What a strange name," Aiya Hiroshi said.
"What's strange is not just the name, but also her body," Hayato narrowed his eyes, speaking mysteriously. "That Little Dragon Girl is born cold and beautiful, with snow-white, crystal-clear skin, and a waist so slender it can be spanned by a single hand, truly Peerless..."
Aiya Yayoi couldn't stand it anymore: "Have you seen her?"
"No, I heard it from my aunt in Hawaii. She once traveled in Huaxia." The lie came out effortlessly.
"Mm..." Yayoi nodded: "Hmph..."
"I'm telling a story. If you want vinegar, go add it yourself in the kitchen," Hayato said.
"Who would—" Yayoi was about to say who would add vinegar to fried rice, but she immediately realized his meaning: "You're the jealous one!"
Hayato did not respond to her, but continued speaking to Aiya Hiroshi: "What's even more amazing is her age. Do you know how old she looks?"
"Please enlighten me, Kobayashi-kun!" Aiya Hiroshi quickly said.
"That Little Dragon Girl is petite. When she was seventeen or eighteen, she looked fourteen or fifteen. Even when she reached thirty-seven or thirty-eight, she still looked fourteen or fifteen!" Hayato said.
Aiya Hiroshi was filled with awe, his hands trembling uncontrollably: "Kobayashi-kun, is this true?"
"I'm just telling a story for amusement; don't take it seriously!" Hayato laughed, then changed the subject: "However, according to my aunt, the Little Dragon Girl passed away long ago, but there might still be descendants carrying her bloodline!"
Bloodline!
Aiya Hiroshi was overcome with excitement, the hand holding his chopsticks trembling slightly.
There exists such an ethereal and stunning legally-aged loli in the world!?
He eagerly pulled out his phone and searched using the keyword 'Zhongnan Mountain,' and indeed found this mountain range in Huaxia on 'Googuru.'
Though there was no sign of the Huosiren Tomb—it would be strange if there were any records of such a thing—as Hayato expected, many art pieces in this world were different from those in the world he transmigrated from.
In particular, there was almost no overlap between the NTR (Netorare) and pure love genres in the two worlds.
The story of the Huosiren Tomb was, after all, a NTR story, so it was even less likely to exist.
But Aiya Hiroshi was already convinced that this matter was sixty to seventy percent true.
The male high school student, despairing of 3D lolis, had finally found a goal worth striving for!
He clenched his fist, making a silent resolution.
"I must go to Huaxia in the future!"
"Hahahaha, it's just a story, besides, even if you go to Huaxia, you probably won't find any clues about such ancient events anytime soon!" Hayato said.
Aiya Hiroshi clenched his fist even tighter, expressing the fervor in his chest directly.
"Then I'll settle in Huaxia!"
"...Pfft."
Hearing this, Yayoi almost spat out her food.
She looked at Aiya Hiroshi strangely, then looked at Hayato.
Aiya Hiroshi had almost finished eating.
He stood up and said, "Little Lin-ge, please allow me to walk to school with you.
I still have many things I want to consult you about—ah, Yayoi-nee usually goes to school later—"
Hayato nodded, recognizing him as a teachable young man, then replied approvingly:
"You're a grown man, you still need someone to accompany you to school.
Go by yourself!"
Aiya Hiroshi: ...
He could only leave dejectedly, then at the door, he looked back, watching Little Lin-ge and Yayoi-nee with a smiling gaze for a while.
After Aiya Hiroshi left, Hayato also stood up.
He gathered the bowls and chopsticks they had used, then walked to Yayoi: "Are you done eating? If you are, I'll clear them away."
"...Oh." Yayoi already felt full, so she nodded.
Hayato stuffed all the pots, bowls, and ladles into the sink with a clatter, then a gurgling sound began.
"You, don't lead Aiwu Guang astray," Yayoi said.
Although it was a teenager's fleeting enthusiasm, Yayoi found it a bit hard to accept the sudden talk of going abroad.
"I'm going abroad too in the future," Hayato said while washing dishes.
Yayoi was startled: "What do you mean?"
"If I tell you directly, you'll definitely say 'Then go, what does it have to do with me'—so I plan to use a roundabout approach," Hayato turned around and gave a wet thumbs-up: "When Aiwu Guang and I both go to Huaxia, you won't have a choice even if you don't want to go."
"You!" Aiya Yayoi gritted her teeth: "Despicable—"
But the words that came out weren't biting; instead, they had a gentle quality.
She propped her chin on her hand, watching Hayato busy himself in the kitchen, and suddenly felt cared for, even sensing a hint of home.
After a moment of relaxation, Yayoi immediately became nervous again.
This scoundrel was too good; how did he know exactly what a woman nearing thirty most desired?!
"Hey, even though I know you won't answer, I still want to ask," Yayoi said.
Hayato looked at her.
Yayoi pointed to her own nose, then to Hayato:
"What is our relationship now?"
"A bandit chief's wife and the mountain king," Hayato said.
After thinking for a moment, he added, "I'm the wife."
"Stop joking—"
Yayoi said with a sigh, leaning her arm on the back of the chair, resting her chin on it, and staring at Hayato with clear yet complex eyes: "I'm an obasan, you know, an obasan, the kind that's about a full cycle older than you."
"Got it," Hayato said, "I'm the wife you snatched up to your mountain stronghold, a pretty girl for your pleasure."
Yayoi chuckled, holding up three fingers:
"First, Aiwu Guang can't know about our relationship.
No matter how thick-skinned I am, I can't admit to hooking up with his peer."
"Alright," Hayato said.
"Second, you also shouldn't reveal our relationship to anyone else… I'm afraid it might have a bad influence on you," Yayoi said, pressing her lips together.
Hayato was still a teenager, in his prime, and she, an old cow, shouldn't hold him back.
"I don't mind," Hayato said.
"I do mind!" Yayoi said excitedly, then pleaded, "Please, just make this old aunt's guilt a little less."
Hayato glanced at her: "Whatever you say."
"You… don't put all your energy on me.
If you have a better choice, you must pick it," Yayoi said, her eyes a little dim, but she still spoke.
Hayato scoffed lightly: "You don't really think your charm is that great, do you?"
If it had been before, if Hayato had said something like this, Yayoi would have beaten him.
Now, however, she breathed a sigh of relief.
It was really good that her charm wasn't that great… though it still felt a little uncomfortable to hear such words.
Then, Yayoi saw Hayato raise one finger.
"You mentioned three points, I'll just state one," Hayato said.
"...Then say it," Yayoi said.
"Follow me from now on," Hayato said.
Yayoi was stunned.
A complex emotion immediately surged from her chest.
She wanted to cry a little, but couldn't.
She wanted to laugh a little, but didn't find anything funny.
She stared at Hayato.
The young man.
The young man she had possessed.
"How much longer until your class starts?" Yayoi asked.
Hayato checked his phone: "About thirty minutes."
Ah, damn it, he didn't go to morning training again today.
Ayaka-senpai would probably scold him again.
Sigh… He didn't actually need to go to morning training, but since he went often, not going now would result in criticism.
It was just like those interns who, after enthusiastically helping colleagues with work for a while, would be badmouthed by those same colleagues behind their backs if they stopped due to lack of time.
Pitiful.
"What happens if you're late?" Yayoi asked.
"Nothing happens," Hayato said, "Come on, I'm number one, teachers are very lenient now.
Huh?"
Yayoi leaped and bounced into his arms.
Then one leg was already hooked around his waist, her whole body pressing against him.
"Wash the dishes later!" Yayoi commanded.
"...Wet, wet, wet!" Hayato quickly said, his hands still wet.
But Yayoi couldn't care less.
She snuggled up and whispered softly in Hayato's ear: "Me too."
Hayato; …
"Who told you to say such sweet words to seduce me?" Yayoi continued to whisper.
"Ha…" Hayato said.
"You can do whatever you want, but you don't need to be responsible… doesn't that sound wonderful?" Yayoi recited with a mischievous smile: "This is where old aunts are superior to those young people."
Hayato continued to sigh.
...Then had a great time.
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