NovelsAlex Chapter 627 Mother-in-law War
Chapter 627 Mother-in-law War
Chapter 627 Mother-in-law War
What can Hojo Kyosuke do? This is Naoka's workshop. He is not a wealthy family like Shiyu and Eriri who have well-known designers. He has no idea how to make custom clothes. He can only listen to Naoka's teacher.
So the last part that had not been exercised also had a suitable training program, and his body no longer had any weaknesses!
That's weird...
The tailor Naoka actually just carefully measured the length and diameter, the length and diameter in various situations, and then let go.
"That's it?"
Someone's question was met with a look of disgust.
It wasn't just this time. As if she was addicted, in the beginning, Naoka Ueno dragged Kyosuke Hojo into the workshop almost every day under the pretext of measuring data and did whatever she wanted with him.
"I understand the logic, but there's no need to do this every day, right?"
"Boys in puberty grow very quickly, and the data must be updated in real time to modify the clothes."
What Naoka Ueno said was professional and hard to refute.
Of course, it was the "uninformed" Hojo Kyosuke who was hard to refute, not Kasumigaoka Utaha and Eriri. Naoka's behavior of occupying a lot of Hojo Kyosuke's time had already aroused public anger, especially the two of them who had serious things to do with Hojo Kyosuke. How could Naoka be a match for Kasumigaoka? She immediately gave in and changed from measuring once a day to once every two days... once a week.
I would like to state in advance that Naoka Ueno is not afraid, but generally private orders are measured once a week or so. She is very professional!
As for the suit that Hojo Kyosuke is wearing now, the data was last measured the day before yesterday, and the final modification was completed last night.
Zhihua dares to guarantee that even the Queen of England cannot enjoy this treatment!
If Kusaka Hero saw Hojo Kyosuke at this moment, he would probably kneel down and cry out, "It turns out that every word I said was praising the greatness of the Lord, not bragging."
The professional dress maker met an excellent model. While everyone else was looking at Hojo Kyosuke with sparkling eyes, Eriri's beautiful eyebrows were tightly furrowed.
How come... it seems like... Naoka and Kyosuke have become a match made in heaven?
The girl felt chest tightness, grievance, and wanted to...
Before Eriri could cry, she was pulled away by a hand from behind.
"What are you doing, Mom?"
"Shut up and listen to me."
"Oh."
While everyone was looking at Hojo Kyosuke, Mrs. Sayuri took the time to find her daughter and whispered a few words to her.
However, even such a dazzling Hojo Kyosuke lowered his head and listened carefully to the words of the two people beside him.
"...Hi, hi... um...I know... um, I understand, I will definitely take this matter to heart...Please just tell me about these things, and don't put too much pressure on Sakura... um, I will handle it properly..."
Hojo Kyosuke nodded repeatedly, his expression gentle but his voice serious, while the couple beside him were full of joy.
The conversation didn't stop until the three of them walked into the restaurant. Unlike when Mrs. Sayuri and the other two walked in just now, after this couple came in, no girl stood up to acknowledge them.
After the three of them walked a few more steps, it was Glass, who had already claimed her mother, who stood up and greeted with a smile:
"Aunt Maki, Uncle Masaru."
Yes, the ones who arrived late were the parents of Hojo Kyosuke and Yamauchi Sakura.
After Hojo Mikiko stood up and affectionately called Maki to come over, saying the cake was delicious, Sakura lazily called out "Dad and Mom".
This guy really didn't want his parents to come. Although he also wanted them to share the joy of Kyosuke's success, and he knew they wanted to, Yingliang knew that if his parents came, they would definitely put crazy pressure on Kyosuke. Kyosuke's life was already difficult today, and even if it was just a drop in the bucket, she wanted to relieve some of the pressure on Kyosuke.
Mrs. Yamauchi walked around the long table, first pulled her daughter's ear with a helpless smile, then sat down and greeted the two unfamiliar ladies beside her. However, she was very familiar with Mrs. Nishimiya. Because of her daughter, the two of them became friends and often made appointments to go shopping together when they were in Shuimen City.
Mr. Yamauchi looked around and walked towards the men's battlefield with familiarity.
Hojo Ichiro was in a good mood when he saw his good neighbor whom he hadn't seen for a long time. He was about to laugh out loud, but when he saw the other person's serious expression, he instantly came to his senses.
what……
It turns out that our relationship is no longer just that of neighbors. When our children were still young, we all laughed and said that we would be a family in the future. Our relationship was much closer than that of ordinary relatives. But now, things have changed.
The old father was sad, and he absorbed all the hatred of the men at the table into his own strength, and glared at his unfilial son fiercely. But the unfilial son didn't even look at him, and his attitude was so natural that it seemed as if they were not in the same space.
Ok? ? ?
Hojo Ichiro's eyes widened.
God knows how he managed to get through that long and painful time. He just kept thinking that as long as that bastard came, he would be free. But the result...
What's going on? Am I not taking the blame for him and then handing over the battlefield to him when he shows up?
Looking at the unfilial son who had already sat down and was enjoying the meticulous care of Mr. Yukino and Miss Okudera, Hojo Ichiro's eyes were red with anger. He was so angry that he was about to slam the table and forcibly transfer the battlefield, but he was suddenly held down by two hands on his shoulders and something was stuffed into his hands.
"This is?"
Looking at the cup in his hand, he looked at his once happy neighbor Yamauchi Masaji in confusion.
"It's water. I see you've sweated so much, Ichiro. You need to drink more water."
Mr. Yamauchi was all smiles.
"Oh, thank you Yazhi, you are still so good at caring for people."
Hojo Ichiro said gratefully. After hearing this, he also felt as if he was about to become dehydrated, so he picked up the cup and drank it all without hesitation.
"puff----"
As soon as the transparent liquid touched his tongue, Hojo Ichiro sprayed it out, but Mr. Yukinoshita, who was sitting opposite him, dodged it in advance as if he had predicted it.
"You call 40-proof vodka water!?"
The old father opened his eyes wide and spoke angrily, but his voice was a little unclear. The strong stimulation of the strong liquor made his tongue a little numb.
"Look, my water is transparent, and your water is also transparent, so what else could it be but water?"
The person who spoke was not Mr. Yamauchi, but Miyamizu Toshiki, who brought the wine. After being drunk at the celebration banquet last time, he woke up the next day and compared his state with that of Hojo Kyosuke's father. He guessed that this guy was pretending to be drunk at the banquet, so he had been planning to take revenge. After saying this, without waiting for Hojo Ichiro to react, he sneered again:
"And this is not 40-proof vodka, but pure water of life!"
"Ninety-six degrees?! You bastard want to kill me, right!?"
Hojo Ichiro jumped up. No wonder his tongue was numb. It turned out that it was not 40 degrees but 96 degrees! He didn't even dare to get too angry at this moment, for fear that the anger in his heart would ignite his tongue.
"Relax, relax. This is the water of life. It gives life to all things. It won't take your life."
Mr. Spencer, the English gentleman, also laughed.
"I think the meaning of the water of life is to cherish life and stay away from this water!"
Hojo Ichiro said angrily as he picked up another glass of water to rinse his mouth. Now he had guessed why he was being pranked like this.
"..."
The atmosphere on the battlefield among the men suddenly became very harmonious, and every father showed a long-lost smile on his face, except for Hojo Kyosuke's father. But it didn't matter, his son smiled for him.
"Hehehe~ Your dad and Sakura's dads are having a great time chatting."
Hojo Mikiko said with a smile.
Upon hearing this, Hojo Kyosuke nodded with satisfaction and said that his father's greatest strength was that he was good at making friends.
"I was worried that Robin wouldn't be used to it. Kyousuke, as you know, he has unique hobbies. Now that I see that he gets along so well with your father, I feel relieved."
Mrs. Sayuri also said with a smile.
Hojo Kyosuke didn't believe a word of this. It was true that he had unique hobbies, but when it came to communication, a diplomat who wasn't good at it? It was simply the biggest joke in the world. But he just laughed even more brightly.
Mrs. Yukinoshita and Mrs. Yamauchi also spoke up and praised Mr. Hojo, saying that no wonder he was able to educate such an outstanding person like Hojo Kyosuke, and that he was indeed an outstanding man. Then they also praised their own husbands, saying that the fact that they could be together proved that they were all outstanding people.
As the ladies chatted, the topic suddenly shifted to their daughters.
"Sakura and Kyousuke have been together for almost twenty years."
The first to fire the shot was Mrs. Yamauchi. Yamauchi Sakura, who was sitting next to her, rolled his eyes and thought, "It's started, it's started."
Mrs. Sayuri frowned when she heard this. As a 2D rotten girl, she was most sensitive to childhood sweethearts. She thought, Kyousuke is only sixteen years old, and you have a childhood sweetheart of twenty years? There should be a limit to the nonsense you talk about.
Although she complained in her heart, she covered her mouth in surprise, saying that it was a great fate to be able to live together without moving. She simply knocked her childhood sweetheart to the ground and turned him into a mere "neighbor".
"In fact, I used to be against Lily's liking those otaku things, but I didn't expect that she would meet Kyousuke-kun because of it, and they did such an amazing thing together."
With laughter and conversation, Mrs. Sayuri introduced her daughter's painter name "LILY" to Mrs. Yukinoshita and several others beside her.
"Kyosuke not only helped Lily develop her hobbies better, but also helped her improve her health. To be honest, as parents, we don't care about Lily as much as Kyosuke does. After he knew that Lily liked to stay up late to paint, which caused her to become nearsighted, he would call her many times every day to remind her to rest her eyes and exercise her body, and he also specifically..."
"mom--!!"
Ying Lili, who was sitting next to her, blushed and said coquettishly in embarrassment.
Ahhh, really, how can I tell others about this kind of thing!
The girl felt shy but inexplicably happy at the same time. She just felt that the mother was worthy of her job and she did a good job.
"Hehe~~ Lily is embarrassed. This child has been shy since she was young. Fortunately, Kyosuke can always understand her feelings." Mrs. Sayuri said with a smile.
The more happily Eriri's mother laughed, the more the other mothers cursed her in their hearts.
"Yes, Kyousuke-kun is indeed very kind."
A somewhat cold voice sounded, and the one who joined the battlefield at this moment was Nishimiya Yaeko, the mother of Nishimiya Glass, who was used to seeing blood and death and worked overtime in the hospital! Parentheses, now she is working overtime without a name. Inverse parentheses.
"When Naoko was bullied as a child, it was Kyousuke who stood up for her. At the age of twelve, he even rebelled against the school and me, his mother, for Naoko."
It was obvious that Mrs. Nishimiya was not very good at such occasions, but she was still trying to organize her words for her daughter. She didn't smile as brightly as Mrs. Sayuri, which made her words more important.
Unlike Eriri, who was at a loss, Nozomi knew what her mother was doing. She was demonstrating to others by showing the bond between herself and Kyousuke so that others would give up.
It's really hard for my mother. This kind of thing must be very difficult for her.
The girl didn't complain like Sakura, nor did she act coquettishly like Eriri. She just smiled, her big eyes curved into crescents.
Mrs. Yukinoshita glanced at her eldest daughter out of the corner of her eye and saw that Haruno was sitting upright, listening very attentively.
What should I do? There doesn't seem to be any bitterness between this stupid daughter and Hojo Kyousuke. If I have to say something, it's that there were a few times when Haruno drank and Kyousuke helped her get home. Should I say "Since Haruno met Kyousuke, I don't worry about her safety anymore. Every time she drinks too much, Kyousuke will get her home safely", or "Kyousuke is the only person besides me who drinks more than Haruno"?
Isn’t this pure filial piety?
After thinking for a while, the shadow emperor of the Yukinoshita family smiled and said:
"Yukino has been very outstanding since she was born. She is a little too different from her peers. Even when she entered high school, she didn't want to join a club but created one on her own. I was always worried that she wouldn't be able to find friends. Fortunately, Kyousuke joined Yukino's club. Mikiko, I have to thank you for educating Kyousuke into such an outstanding person. With his company, I believe Yukino's high school life will be very successful."
Ok? ? ?
Question marks appeared above the heads of Yukinoshita Haruno and Yamauchi Sakura at the same time.
Yangno looked at her inquiringly: My dear mother, Sakura, Eriri and their mothers were all cheering for them, why is it that when it comes to me, you are cheering for my sister instead?
Yingliang also looked at Nishimiya Glass and asked: Am I not Yukino's first friend? I remember that she also talked about a long list of friend laws at that time, trying to tell me that her friend was a book that couldn't talk.
Neither of them got an answer to their questions. Even though Yang Noi was always reckless, she didn't dare to do anything in front of the "First Goddess" and could only complain in her heart.
Xiao Xueno, Xiao Xueno, it turns out you pretend to be pitiful every day just for this moment. You are so cunning.
A guy who enjoys bullying his sister thought of this unconsciously.
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