What they imagine about me is so scary.

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Kitajimachuan began to take off his clothes along the buttons of his pajamas.

But I just took off my clothes

That damn mechanical system sound reminds me of it.

[Good morning, my host, the extremely evil person]

What prefix is this?

Bei Daochuan's face was speechless, and his angular face was full of disgust. If he rolled his eyes again at this time, it would be really scary.

"Say what you have to say quickly, and hold back what you have to say." Kitajima Chuan said angrily. His attitude towards a mosquito that had sucked his blood would be much better than the attitude of this system.

【Task release】

[Task name: The most handsome boy on the street]

[Task goal: Wear round-frame glasses with soft gold frames, a white shirt, a black tie, and a vest, Ravazzolo's pants and suit, LONDONFOG's windbreaker, and John Lobb's custom leather shoes. By the way, friendly reminder, It's raining today, so remember to bring a black long-handled cane umbrella. 】

[Task reward: Breguet 7147]

[Mission failed: a Yaksha tattoo on the back]

"........"

It’s still a speechless task

A speechless reward

Speechless punishment for mission failure

All this is so speechless

......

"I'm really defeated..."

Originally, Kitajima Chuan didn’t take this so-called punishment seriously in the past.

As a result, he once actually filled his wardrobe with sharp Damascus steel knives...

From now on

He found this system really disgusting and disgusting...

"Hey, you have to give me your clothes..."

Bei Daochuan said weakly

Even he was exhausted mentally and physically by this strange system.

What is the point of this system doing this?

I don't understand...

[The clothing has been distributed to the host wardrobe]

Kitajimachuan doesn't understand

Other system files

The system has clear goals

Or let the host become emperor

Or let the host be the daddy

Or let the host become a rich man and become a rich man

No matter what happens, the host will be treated like a salted fish!

So what's going on with his system?

Let him be a fool?

Can't understand

Don't understand at all

But for the system, it doesn't seem to be too important that Kitajima River doesn't understand it. It enjoys torturing Kitajima River.

open wardrobe

Those low-key and luxurious clothes are lying peacefully in the closet without even a single wrinkle. They are just like the suits used to display the comfort of fabrics in custom suit shops, without even a single wrinkle.

Wearing these clothes is a very cumbersome process

But fortunately Kitajima Chuan is a natural clothes hanger.

These clothes fit as tightly as the flesh growing on his bones.

These clothes won't look too bulky when worn on him, but they have nothing to do with being thin. They fit just right, fully embodying the power of this suit. Every line of the clothes seems to have been enhanced to show what it should be. Charm.

Holding the cane umbrella leaning on the inside of the closet

I looked at my tie again in the mirror to make sure there was nothing wrong with it.

He held his windbreaker in his left hand and an umbrella in his right hand.

Walking downstairs

In the process of going down the stairs

Beidao River has already smelled the tempting egg fragrance

He knows today's breakfast

It must be fried eggs, toast, ham and some shredded onions. This is Kitajima Chuan's favorite breakfast. He is really not used to eating Japanese breakfast, and the beautiful Aunt Chunzi accidentally discovered this habit of his, so By chance, I determined Kitajimagawa’s favorite breakfast.

"Good morning, Aunt Chunzi."

Bei Daochuan nodded slightly and greeted Aunt Chunzi politely.

"Good morning, I got up so early, Kawa-kun, wait a minute, the milk will be hot soon." Kasugano Tsubaki did not look back, but asked Kitajima to sit down, "Okawa, please sit down first, you will be fine in a while. .”

After hearing this, Kitajima Chuan also put his clothes on a chair nearby and put his umbrella away as well.

Seeing the breakfast, he became interested in his cousin again. Will she eat breakfast?

Probably not...

Thinking of his experience of being rejected last night, Kitajima Chuan shook his head. Kasugano Qiong probably didn't get up at this moment. It's not a good habit to skip breakfast in the morning.

"Ah, did you get your umbrella? I was thinking of reminding you." Aunt Chunzi walked to Kitajima River carrying a glass of milk and a plate of delicious omelette toast.

"Yes, I used my notebook to check today's weather when I woke up in the morning." Kitajima lied without blushing. Perhaps it had something to do with his past life experience. He would lie naturally because he felt that lies were also There is right and wrong.

But at this moment, in front of Aunt Chunzi, it was a harmless 'white' lie.

Of course, Quan is just trying to comfort himself.

After all, there are no truly harmless lies in the world.

A lie is a lie

Regardless of whether it has any impact on the matter itself

But it goes against the original truth of the matter, and there is really no way to deny the fact.

So nice words like white lies are good to talk about.

Kitajima River is eating toast

Looking at the sky outside the window

I thought like this...

But Kitajima Chuan soon came back to his senses and concentrated on tasting his breakfast.

The toast has been fried, with the aroma of slightly browned bread. It tastes slightly warm and tender, like walking on a volcano, but what erupts in the volcano is not lava, but clouds.

"How's it going?" On the side, Kasugano Tsubaki, wearing a pink apron, had a look of anticipation on her face, like a child who desperately needs to be praised by an adult.

"It's very good food. Aunt Chunzi's cooking skills are really on par with the master chefs in restaurants outside." Kitajima Chuan has controlled the strength of this flattery, which is not too exaggerated, but can also be done. Let the person being praised feel enough praise.

This is the real way to use flattery!

"Yeah! I hate it! Kawa-kun!" A blush flashed across Kasugano Tsubaki's charming face. "It's not as good as it sounds. Just like it."

"They are all words from the bottom of my heart." Kitajima Chuan turned towards Kasugano Tsubaki with a standard smile.

Saying this, Kasugano Tsubaki had already covered her face and ran to the cafeteria to get intoxicated.

Should I say she is worthy of being Aunt Chunzi?She is still as cute and shy as an adolescent girl. From all aspects, she really feels that her cheap uncle is very powerful. To have such a wife and that daughter who has some personality problems but is equally lovely, indeed, maybe uncle He's probably the male protagonist in Japanese light novels.

I always feel like if I think about it a little more, I can make up a brief history of a man's success in my mind.

It's true...

Bei Daochuan covered his forehead

Then have breakfast

I don’t know what’s going on, but I’ve been having random thoughts in my mind lately.

Poke open fried eggs with chopsticks

The golden yolk flows out in liquid form

As tempting as melted gold

Pick up the fried egg

Put the whole thing into your mouth

Then chew it up

This is a unique way of eating eggs for tough guys

This is eating like a fight

But unlike the wild beast

He still has human reason

A whole fried egg tumbles in your mouth, and there are many magical feelings in your mouth, the fried crispy outer ring, the soft texture of the egg white, and the sticky and slippery yolk in the mouth.

What a great sense of satisfaction.

Murmur

As Kitajima Chuan placed his empty cup on the dining table, he also announced the end of breakfast in disguise.

He clasped his hands together and said softly, "Thank you for the hospitality."

"I am leaving."

Kitajima shouted towards the living room

but no response

I don’t know if Kasugano Tsubaki didn’t hear it

She heard it anyway, but she was still immersed in the joy of being praised for her cooking skills.

I do not know.

Bei Daochuan smiled slightly

Put on your windbreaker, pick up your umbrella, put on your shoes, and walked out of the house.