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There was a hint of a smile in his eyes.
This caused Kaguya's brain to momentarily freeze.
"Don't bring shame to the Shinomiya family!"
When that dull voice echoed in her heart once again.
Kaguya Shinomiya's expression instantly turned cold.
Amidst the surprised looks of Aoba and the others, he stood up abruptly.
"Hayasaka, let's go!"
The maid sighed almost imperceptibly, then took out a large wad of yen and handed it to Aoba.
Then she left with her, the young lady.
After the two left, Nurarihyon also turned around and looked over.
"Aoba, what's wrong?"
He hadn't been paying attention to this at all.
"I do not know either."
Qingye shrugged.
He didn't know what was wrong with this young lady.
It refers to...
These young ladies from wealthy and powerful families gained a clearer understanding.
"Is that the little girl named Kaguya from earlier?"
"Hmm, do you know the old man?"
"I not only know her, I even met her when she was born. In a way, I'm her elder!"
Nurarihyon waved his hand dismissively, looking rather bored.
"You even saw her when she was a child?!"
"How long have I lived, Aoba, have you forgotten?"
"Right."
Aoba stroked his chin and smiled.
When Nurarihyon reminisces about the past, he appears somewhat hunched over.
Chapter 69 is titled "The Battlefield of Love: A Tug-of-War!" Aoba: Yukino-sensei, long time no see.
It seems she's thought of something else.
He angrily picked up his pipe and banged it on the table:
"The Shinomiya family is getting worse with each generation!"
His words sounded like a complaint about his old friend, Kusaki Shan.
Perhaps it was because the lifespan of monsters was too long, causing his old friends to leave one after another.
Aside from his fellow yokai who followed him in the Nura Clan...
There are very few other people I can call friends.
Not to mention friends among humans.
That guy from the Shinomiya family is someone he can confide in.
However, as the Shinomiya family's business grew bigger and bigger...
Gradually, we lost contact.
Even the younger generation no longer recognizes him.
"Grandpa, don't be sad."
Reiko moved from another table to sit next to Nurarihyon, first offering a word of comfort, then showing some curiosity.
"Could you tell me about your younger days?"
The girl seemed very curious.
She always had an unparalleled curiosity about the monsters that appeared most often in her childhood.
Want to know more about yokai?
"Ahem, of course!"
Nurarihyon coughed twice, his sorrowful recollection of the past suddenly turning into pride as he told the children about his heroic deeds.
"Back then, I slew the Nurarihyon, the lord of all demons and monsters, Hagoromo Gitsune!!!"
Grandpa Nurarihyon is always very proud when he talks about this.
"Then his heart was eaten by Hagoromo Gitsune, and his demonic power declined, turning him into the old man he is now."
Otome Yamabuki, who gracefully descended from the second floor, still had that sharp tongue of hers.
It directly shattered Nurarihyon's pride.
"As expected, that mouth hasn't changed at all over the years!!!"
When Nurarihyon sees Yamabuki Otome sitting at the front desk, he can't help but mistake her for Hagoromo Gitsune.
Although I've become younger now.
But I still hate it.
"Hehe, thank you for the compliment. You haven't changed at all."
Her fox-like eyes were slightly upturned, and her every move exuded the charm of her younger days.
but. .
"What are you pretending to be!"
Kasumigaoka, observing her from behind, poked Otome's lower back with his finger.
That familiar red handprint was quite striking.
"Hi~!"
"Damn it! Why does even her voice sound so mature and sophisticated?!"
"Huh? Maybe it's because it's Aoba-sama that he likes people like me, little~Shi~Ha~!"
The two girls no longer sounded as tense as they had before.
Instead, it's more like they're enemies who became friends after a fight.
The atmosphere in the small shop returned to its somewhat noisy state.
Upon hearing this, Aoba, who was busy in the kitchen, couldn't help but smile.
It would be fine if it stayed like this.
While pondering, his hands continued to move.
He took out specially ground rice flour from the freezer and sprinkled it on the bear paws, which had cooled down slightly.
Fine rice flour, like snowflakes, is sprinkled on the snow-white bear paw, looking exceptionally soothing.
Then add a little salt and pepper to taste.
Then you can put it in a steamer and steam it for about twenty minutes.
The fire boiled.
White steam formed soft clouds in the kitchen, and the unique aroma of rice, along with the distinctive meaty fragrance of bear paws, filled the air of the small shop.
Even Qingye, who has processed many ingredients, was surprised by the quality of the bear paw.
With such an aroma, one would say it's no wonder it's made from top-quality ingredients.
Even Totsuki cannot provide such ingredients.
Aoba stared blankly at the rising mist, slightly lost in thought. In his previous life, he had heard his master mention it.
Bear paws, as a delicacy, have many health benefits.
If it could be combined with medicinal cuisine, it might even raise his gluttony skill to another level.
"Medicinal cuisine?"
Aoba stroked his chin, thinking of a certain secretary's specialty.
Ok.
This time, they've really walked right into the line of fire.
Moreover, their own pharmacological skills can also be put to use.
We need some high-quality Chinese medicinal herbs; let's see if we can get some from any channel.
Time flows slowly.
Steamed bear paws have a sweet, soft, and savory aroma that invigorates anyone who smells them.
The same goes for the old man, Naughty Piao.
In particular, he already knew that Aoba's cooking could slowly restore his long-lost demonic power.
Some were even impatient.
"Steamed bear paw, please enjoy."
Aoba placed the dish in front of Nurarihyon.
The snow-white bear paw, coated with slightly yellow rice flour, exudes a delicate fragrance.
Even just looking at its presentation, it can easily outshine a whole bunch of so-called century-old shops and Michelin-starred restaurants.
"Aoba, I really want to kidnap you and make you my chef!"