Crossing over, and then being blocked by a rich JK

He never hesitates in this regard.

Things are written to be read by others.

When a work is not yet finished, it is actually quite nice to have an audience take a look at it and give some feedback.

"Thank you."

Seeing that Watanabe Yu agreed, Amemiya Ayana couldn't wait to take the stack of writing paper, carefully numbered the pages, and began to read quietly.

Just now, when he was writing something seriously, she had nothing to do and was secretly looking at him.

She looked very carefully. Just now, in the warm light of the living room, he was writing something with his head down, as if he was covered with a layer of light and shadow.

Under the warm, cinematic glow, his eyes were deep and clear.

Watanabe Yuu's appearance was completely different from the person she imagined on the Internet, with a panda avatar and the online name "Goblin High Priest".

In real life, he had three-dimensional features and a handsome appearance. Although he would occasionally say things that she couldn't understand, his steadiness and reliability remained unchanged. The most important thing was his words and deeds, which she found quite special and gave her an indescribable sense of shock.

——He seemed to exist independently of the cold rules of society.

So, she developed some curiosity about what he wrote.

She wanted to know what kind of work this peer who could see at a glance that she was testing him could write.

Looking from top to bottom, Watanabe Yu's writing was so good that it exceeded her imagination.

The visual sense and the unique writing style made her unable to take her eyes off for a moment.

She has read a lot of literary works, but those of this level are all written by great writers who are well-known in the literary world.

Subconsciously, Amamiya Ayana raised her eyebrows and stole a glance at Watanabe Yu who was busy in front of the gas stove and humming a song contentedly. She inexplicably felt a sense of unreality.

She withdrew her gaze and focused her attention back on the manuscript, continuing to immerse herself in the story.

The rustling sound of turning pages could be heard occasionally.

Soon, the aroma of food slowly drifted into the small 1LDK apartment.

"dinner time."

Watanabe Yu greeted him, wiped his hands with a towel, then turned around, took out the bowl and chopsticks, turned on the rice cooker, and started adding rice.

Then came the sounds of people getting up and packing up from the other end of the living room.

About three and a third minutes later, Ayana Amamiya appeared in front of the stove.

She first whispered, "Thank you for your hard work, Watanabe-san," and then picked up two plates of cooked food and went to the living room.

Seeing her actions, Watanabe Yu was stunned at first, then he smiled and nodded.

That's right.

Less tentativeness, more sincerity.

"I don't know how much you can eat, so I added less rice. If it's not enough, the rice cooker is over there, you can add more yourself."

Watanabe Yuya walked back to the living room a few steps slowly. After handing the bowl and chopsticks filled with rice to Amamiya Ayana, he sat down.

"Does Watanabe-san cook Chinese food every day?"

Amemiya Ayana clasped her hands together and whispered, "I'm starting," then looked at Watanabe Yu with some curiosity.

"Yes."

Watanabe Yu nodded, and followed suit and said "I'm starting", then he took the lead in picking up the chopsticks and put a portion of scrambled eggs with tomatoes into his own bowl.

Since traveling through time, his proficiency in home cooking has become increasingly higher.

Without exaggerating, just talking about the dish of scrambled eggs with tomatoes, he estimated that his level was almost the same as Liu Maoxing. Except for the fact that he could not emit light, they should be on par with each other.

“Is this a bit spicy?”

Ayana Amamiya looked at the scrambled eggs with tomatoes that Watanabe Yu had picked up, then looked at the shredded pork and green peppers placed next to the scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and felt a little hesitant.

She personally wanted to try the shredded pork, but the color of the chili made her a little discouraged.

"Would you know if you try it?"

Watanabe Yu picked up the chopsticks with a sense of mischief, picked up a piece of shredded meat and put it into Amemiya Ayana's bowl.

He didn't use too much force, or rather, the taste of this kind of home-cooked dish wouldn't be particularly exaggerated.

Of course, there are not exceptions.

——He once had a friend who had a very light taste and would not eat spicy food at all

"……Let me try."

Ayana Amamiya looked at the shredded pork with green peppers in her bowl, then looked at Watanabe Yu, and finally, she picked up a small piece of shredded pork with chopsticks and put it into her mouth.

After chewing carefully for a while, she suddenly opened her eyes wide.

It was indeed spicy, and even a little too stimulating for her taste buds who were used to light meals, but it was not unacceptable, or in other words, not as exaggerated as she had imagined.

"If you still feel it's spicy, try what I'm eating, it will be much better."

Watanabe Yu raised his eyebrows and put another piece of scrambled eggs with tomatoes into Amemiya Ayana's bowl.

This time, the young lady did not hesitate or prepare herself mentally, and obediently stuffed a piece of scrambled eggs with tomatoes into her mouth.

next second.

Her expression suddenly relaxed a lot.

"!!!"

Amemiya Ayana's eyes suddenly lit up, and she picked up another piece of scrambled eggs with tomatoes and put it in the bowl, chewing it slowly.

Compared to the spicy shredded pork, this sweet and sour dish is obviously more to her liking.

Seeing this scene, Watanabe Yu nodded as if to say 'as expected' and then continued to eat his meal.

"By the way, how long will it take for Watanabe-san to finish writing that book?"

After swallowing the food in her mouth, Amamiya Ayana asked this question out of curiosity.

She really wanted to know the follow-up story.

"It may take some time."

Watanabe Yu gave a vague answer.

"Then please tell me when you finish writing. I really want to know the rest of the story."

"Ah."

No conversation during the meal.

After eating and drinking, somewhat to Watanabe Yu's surprise, Amemiya Ayana took the initiative to take over the job of washing dishes. Although her movements were clumsy and it was obvious that she was someone who had never done housework, she still managed to clean up the mess.

"There is good news and bad news. Which one do you want to hear first?"

When Amemiya Ayana returned to the living room after washing the dishes, Watanabe Yu took the initiative to break the silence between the two.

"Let me tell you the good news first."

Amamiya Ayana answered without even thinking.

“The good news is that the room is very spacious, so even if you are used to sleeping in a large bed, you don’t need to worry about being crowded.”

"What about the bad news?"

"The bad news is that I only have my own quilt and mattress pad."

"What does Watanabe-kun mean?"

"I mean, there's only one extra thin blanket, so you'll have to make do with it."

After listening to Watanabe Yu's words, Amemiya Ayana fell silent.

The Goblin High Priest is still exactly the same as when we chatted on the Internet. He is not gentle at all as always.

"Can't we each use half of the quilt?"

She tried to bargain.

"Each of them takes half, and the end result is that both of them will have back pain."

Yu Watanabe has tried it.

Well, he slept on a tatami and put half a quilt underneath. As a result, he had back pain the whole next day, which was even more painful than if he didn't put any quilt at all.

"Watanabe-kun, could you be a bit of a gentleman?"

Amemiya Ayana pursed her thin lips. She didn't even need to think about it. The tatami was so hard that it must be very uncomfortable to sleep on.

"I'm being gracious by taking you in. Theoretically, it's illegal to take in a minor without the guardian's consent. I'm already stepping on the edge of a sewing machine and jumping back and forth."

Watanabe Yu shrugged, unmoved.

Even in this magical country of Japan, there are clear regulations in this regard.

"..."

Amemiya Ayana fell silent.

"You really don't want to sleep on the hard tatami? Do you want to sleep on a softer bed?"

Watanabe Yu asked.

"Ah."

Ayana Amamiya nodded slightly, somewhat embarrassedly.

"Then just think about it."

Watanabe Yuu withdrew his gaze and smiled brightly.

That's what we frost trolls are like.

*

It rained heavily in Tokyo in the late night.

As the raindrops dripped, the damp and cold air infected the entire city.

In front of the intersection of the residential area, a night taxi drove slowly past, and its tires rolled over the puddles, making bursts of splashing sounds. The distance between the blocks seemed to be infinitely stretched at this moment, and the fine rain curtain was like an invisible cage, imprisoning the people in this city.

Amemiya Ayana was dreaming again.

The pungent smell of disinfectant stung my nerves.

Lying on the hospital bed, her mother, with a haggard face and shriveled body, held her hand.

Compared to when my mother was healthy, she now seems to be decades older.

But in her eyes, the mother in front of her is still the most beautiful woman in her mind, a beautiful woman that no one can replace.

"Listen to mom. When you grow up, don't fight with them. Get your share and leave quickly to escape from this prison."

My mother's voice was hoarse, but her movements and expression were as gentle as always.

"The Amemiya family is not worth your nostalgia, nor is it worth everything you give for it."

"As for love, if you want to, you must find someone who treats you sincerely."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Ayana. Mommy may...really not be able to watch you grow up."

The guilt in my mother's voice grew stronger and stronger, and her eyes were filled with reluctance.

She and her mother were clearly holding hands, but she always felt that the distance between them was getting farther and farther.

Mom's temperature is dropping and her heart rate is decreasing.

"Ayana, take care of yourself from now on."

Her mother stretched out her hand towards her, her smile still as gentle as ever, but her hand suddenly stopped in mid-air.

Oh!

The dark night sky was illuminated by a thick electric snake, and a moment later, rumbling thunder followed.

After waking up from a dream, Ayana Amamiya instinctively trembled for a moment and opened her eyes with some horror.

She looked at the old ceiling and was distracted for a moment.

The hoarse voice of my mother when she passed away seems to still be ringing in my ears.