Why does the Ruined King still fall in love?

She walked and said.

Chapter 110 Eight Short Stories Under the Snow by Candlelight

Have I ever seen an angel cook in an apron?

In other words, a perfect sage descended to make food for all living beings.

Or to put it another way...

Did I mention Totsuka's look in an apron?

He can cook and he looks great in his apron...  

Ahh...he'd be the perfect housewife, even by my standards.

He had a set of skills that they were expected to have, something like that of a housewife.

As I think more about my chosen career path, I start thinking about other career options... If Totsuka were my housewife, I wouldn't mind making one for the rest of my life Corporate Slave...

"Ah! Everyone! The hot pot is ready!"

He clapped his hands, declaring success.

Right now, I'm helping Aya set the table, while Yuigahama, Yukinoshita and Kawasaki are sitting on the sofa watching a movie.

As for Zaimuzuo, he may be more useless than me. He is not interested in the three-dimensional, and he is leaning on a chair far away to code his light novels with his mobile phone. He just looks up from time to time to watch the contents of the movie.

"This is the best part!" Zaimokza cheers. "This is where OO and XX met and fell in love on one magical night in the stables!"

"Oh hehehe! So romantic!" Yuigahama screamed, clutching a pillow tightly in her hands.

It seems that Yubihama has completely brought into the role.

"It's... shameful," Kawasaki commented succinctly.

"A stable?" Yukinoshita said. "That sounds so dirty."

"That's wonderful! The important plots in my light novels are based on this! Love beyond reality cannot be understood by three-dimensional people!" Zai Muzao retorted with tears in his eyes.

"dirty.".

"nice!"

"Do you want to be kicked out?" Yukinoshita shot a chilling glare in his direction.

"It's unquestionably dirty, ma'am. I totally agree." Zaimokza froze as he saluted.

Please, didn't you say that you won't be convinced by the three-dimensional dimension? Where did your self-esteem go...

At this time, Totsuka entered the living room with an apron and a spoon.

"Time to eat!" he clapped his hands.

Everyone started to leave the living room and walk into the dining room, where the tables were neatly set.

Because he was the initiator, Totsuka sat at the head seat and sat at the head of the table, and he will be in charge of serving the dishes.

Saikiza, who hates getting along with real girls, sat on one side, and Yuigahama, Yukinoshita, and Kawasaki sat on the other side.

"Ah! This smells so good," said Zaimokza.

I can even hear his stomach growling...

But I'm pretty much the same, so I can't say much more.

"This is really good," Kawasaki said in a low voice. "I hope my younger brothers and sisters can taste it too..."

"Ah! We'll definitely have some left over. Be sure to bring some to them!" said Totsuka.

What a thoughtful person...

"That's impressive, Cai! I'll never make something like that..."

It's a good thing you didn't try to do it.

But I couldn't taste a special taste... probably because of my cold, I couldn't fully taste anything.

So sleepy, my head is so dizzy.

Yukinoshita admits: "Yes, it's really incredible that it's made with such simple and affordable ingredients...Even I would have a hard time making it, Bi, Hikigu-kun? You Where are you going?"

I stumbled out of the living room.

"I'm a little sleepy," I said, "I think I might take a nap."

Yukinoshita stood up from his seat.

"Are you sure?"

"Xiaoqi! Let's eat together!"

"Yeah! We're going to enjoy the feast that Totsuka has prepared for us!"

"Hachi, Hachiman?"

Oh boy, I want to protect your caring smile.

But I have to rest for a while now.

"I said - if the guy wants to sit out and eat this meal, let him eat it... We can save him some food for later, right?" Black Lace really said it .

Although the tone is not good, but I can understand her kindness.

"No problem." I said sitting on the couch.

I feel that an inescapable sneeze is about to come.

I leaned back all over.

"I'll just rest for a while."

I said, lying on the sofa.

"It's okay for me to eat...afterwards..."

The last thing I saw was the bright ceiling lights and the face under the snow.

The light behind her was like a lunar eclipse, and her face was like the moon covering the sun.

"Are you okay?" she asked softly.

My awareness comes and goes.

"I'm fine." I said.

"Just tired... are you okay?"

Yukinoshita looked at me.

I felt her hand touch my forehead, as if checking my temperature, and then retracted.

"I'm worried."

why do we dream

Perhaps, it's because we want to escape the world we live in.

Some people want to live their dreams.

Or rather, they have to wallow in so much pleasure that it feels like they're dreaming.

Or, maybe some people want to live their lives like a dream, and they start having morbid fantasies to escape how stupid, unfair, and ridiculous the reality of life is.

Humanity is doomed to suffer.

Dreams were the cure for cancer for our ancestors.

Because no matter what, real life is sure to come back to bite you in the ass.

Just like a real cancer.

But some people believe that dreams have meaning.

They believe that dreams tell us what we really want.

Our deepest desires are whispered to us by our subconscious mind.

If that's the case, then why isn't Totsuka wearing a nude apron, why is it...

I saw - did she?

Maybe I'm dreaming.

But I picture Yukinoshita Yukino looking at me with her hand outstretched as if stroking my hair, like an unnamed character in an overrated light novel series with psychic girls, time travel Aliens, aliens, and multidimensional wormholes.

If so, maybe that would have been a better dream.

My eyes slowly opened.

I turned my head away slowly.

At this time, I felt that the sofa on the back of my head was much softer than usual.

Soon, I realized I had a pillow tucked under my head and a blanket over me.

I turned to the snow.

She stood there with one hand on her chest, her cheeks flushed.

"What are you doing?" I said.

"I, I, I..." Yukinoshita hesitated a bit, and didn't say anything for a long time.

My eyes were cloudy and drowsy.

After waking up, I forgot about the previous problem. "Ah... what time is it?"

I looked around and saw that the clock on the wall was not ticking, and even the lights and TV were off.

Everything is lit by candles.

"It's getting late," she said hastily.

"Everyone has left."

She's back to her classic tone: serious, with a touch of tenderness.Not too generous either.

Whoever is the goddess who picks data for women, she is stingy with the spices of mercy when cooking under the snow.

"Why is there a power outage?"

"It was a routine outage," Yukinoshita explained. "The power company was moving from one transformer plant to another, so they needed people to be without power for three hours."

Ah...that explains a lot of things...but it doesn't explain...

"Why am I still here?"

"You slept for a while."

"Then why didn't anyone wake me up?"

"You look tired." Yukinoshita said softly.

For a while, we didn't say anything.

Not long after, I felt like sneezing again.

"Ah sneeze!"

"How are you?"

"I'm fine..." I rubbed my belly.

"Just a little hungry. Do we have any hot pot left?"

Yukinoshita shook his head.

She said: "Zaimuza left without saying hello after you lay down. It seems that he came because of you. Kawasaki-san wants to bring some back to her younger brothers and sisters. I still have some raw materials. Do something else, so I promise everyone else, you'll be fed."

Then she stepped forward and held out her hand.

"Are you sure you—"

I raise a hand.

"I'm fine." I said.