"Actually, I admire you very much. Once I become the Head Chef, the two of us, Father and son-in-law, can work together wholeheartedly to build a perfect gourmet world. You will become my capable assistant. After me, the position of the next Head Chef can also be handed over to you. How about it? Isn't it perfect?"
Azami Nakiri spread his arms and said in a captivating voice.
He felt this condition was perfect; no one would refuse it.
Only…
Satou, however, shook his head and said indifferently, "Sorry, this condition doesn't move me."
"Why?"
Azami Nakiri frowned, a little puzzled; in his opinion, this condition was already perfect.
"Because Erina is not an object," Satou said calmly, "If I want her to marry me, I will naturally strive for her approval through my own efforts, rather than trading her like an object."
Moreover, if approval was needed, the Nakiri family would have already approved of the two of them.
The Tsundere always said no verbally, but in reality, she had long been eagerly looking forward to becoming a bride. These past few days, she had been learning to wash clothes and mop the floor, being incredibly diligent. Every time he came back, she would obediently kneel at the door to help him change his shoes, just like a little housewife.
There was no need to get Azami Nakiri's consent at all.
Azami Nakiri's expression immediately darkened.
"What a pity. I really admired you," he said with a wry smile, shaking his head. "However, I still hope you'll consider it carefully. You can give me your answer anytime."
"I don't think that will be necessary," Satou said, standing up directly.
"I think you might have underestimated my influence on Erina," Azami Nakiri said expressionlessly, adjusting his tie. "I've said it before, Erina is a very sensible and obedient child."
"That's not necessarily true," Satou said with a faint smile.
Back in the kitchen.
"Satou, who was that customer? It seems they didn't order any food?"
Kikuchi Sonoka saw Satou return and immediately walked over, asking with some concern.
"It seems they found the wrong person," Satou thought for a moment and said.
"Is that so?"
Kikuchi Sonoka smiled gently, "Then we don't need to worry about him."
"Hmm."
Satou nodded.
After finishing his afternoon work, Satou returned to Far Moon.
"You're back."
As soon as she heard a sound, Erina Nakiri, wearing slippers, scurried over and said with a smile.
Then, she skillfully knelt by the door, ready to help Satou change his shoes.
Looking at Erina Nakiri, who was kneeling on the floor with her hands on her knees, like a little housewife, Satou couldn't help but smile and said, "What should you call me?"
Erina Nakiri's face immediately flushed. She gave him an exasperated glare, but still shyly whispered, "Husband, you're back."
"Hmm."
Satou smiled and nodded, looking at the Tsundere who was lowering her head to help him change his slippers, he couldn't help but ask, "Did you come back so early today?"
"Yes!"
Erina Nakiri, while taking off Satou's shoes, looked up and smiled slightly, saying, "I had less work today."
Then she quickly ushered Satou into the living room.
"You worked hard today. Dinner is already made; you can eat if you're hungry now."
"I'm not hungry right now," Satou said, sitting on the sofa.
"Then, would you like some tea?"
Erina Nakiri's eyes sparkled as she looked at Satou with an expectant expression.
Satou was a little speechless, he nodded and said, "Alright."
Erina Nakiri immediately scurried to the kitchen to make tea.
"How does it taste?"
Erina Nakiri asked expectantly.
"Hmm, it's very good."
Satou was speechless, but the tea brewed by the Tsundere indeed tasted very good.
"Then, shall I give you a shoulder massage next? Or how about a leg massage?"
Erina Nakiri asked happily.
"Leg massage?"
Is this a new skill for housewives?
"Yes."
Erina Nakiri nodded, but then her face flushed, and she stammered, "Isn't this... isn't this what a wife often does for her husband?"
Satou looked a little expectant and said, "Alright."
"Okay!"
Erina Nakiri responded, then obediently knelt on the ground, using her fair, tender hands to massage Satou's legs.
"How is it? Is it comfortable? Hisako said it was very good."
She asked somewhat nervously.
"It's very good. Have you practiced for a long time?"
Satou couldn't help but ask curiously.
However, seeing the beautiful Tsundere kneeling on the ground, massaging his legs with her soft, smooth hands, whether it was comfortable or not, it was indeed a very pleasing sight.
Erina Nakiri's face immediately flushed, and she lowered her head, whispering, "I've been practicing for a few days. Hisako was flattered when she was used as an experiment and didn't dare to sit still for me to massage her. So I wanted to give you a surprise today."
Looking at such a virtuous Tsundere, Satou felt a little touched and said, "You've really worked hard."
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"It's okay, as long as you like it."
Erina Nakiri whispered shyly and happily.
"Oh, right, I met a special person today."
Satou suddenly remembered Azami Nakiri's matter.
"Hmm? Who?"
Erina Nakiri looked up and asked with a cute expression on her face.
"Uh, never mind."
After thinking for a moment, Satou decided not to tell her, lest she worry or feel sad.
"Oh."
Erina Nakiri didn't ask further and continued to lower her head to massage his legs.
"By the way, Erina. Tell your grandfather, the Head Chef, to be careful recently, and pay more attention to the movements of the Elite Ten."
Satou thought for a moment and said.
He couldn't directly say that someone wanted to seize the Head Chef's position, because the Head Chef's position had always been held only by Nakiri family members, and if he said it, the Tsundere would immediately guess who it was.
"Eh?"
Erina Nakiri looked at him with some surprise, but still nodded obediently and said, "I understand."
In the following days, Azami Nakiri did not try to contact him again, and he wondered if he had given up on recruiting him.
In the next few days, whenever Satou had free time during the day, he would go to Chunguo Pavilion or Kirinoya to work.
Finally, the vacation ended without him realizing it, and a new semester began.
"Host's vacation has ended, entering a new semester, received a new semester gift package, do you wish to claim it?"
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