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Chapter 76: Matcha-flavored Qingyou-kun makes Ayano intoxicated (On sale, please pre-order first!)
"Qingyou-kun, can you make matcha?"

"A little bit."

Qingyou remembered that when he first came to the ancestral home, he was stumped by one of Aili's aunts because of matcha. According to that aunt, the ancient chaebol families even had strict regulations on the production process and tasting etiquette of matcha. As a boy born in a commoner family, you have too many obstacles to overcome if you want to become a son-in-law.

All in all, I'm not optimistic.

But in Qingyou's opinion, there is not much difference between brewing matcha and brewing instant coffee. He even mistakenly thought that the tea whisk used for stirring was the badminton that Aili played when she was a child.

Qingyou was actually a little embarrassed at the time, so he caught up with Genichirō to talk about badminton, and it turned out that they had a very pleasant conversation. He thought that maybe as the head of the family, he gave him some face and didn't want the situation to be too awkward.

Later, when Genichirō talked to him alone, Qingyou realized that his father-in-law was inexplicably satisfied with him.

This is the ancestral home of the Chihaya family, but Kitahara Ayano seems to be very familiar with the layout and takes out the necessary utensils from the cupboard without any hesitation.

Two maids passed by, stared at Ayano, and whispered something to each other with their hands covering their mouths, with frivolous smiles.

"Every time I see Miss Kitahara's graceful figure doing housework, I envy her so much."

"you flatter me."

"Ms. Kitahara, have you decided on a blind date recently?"

"not yet."

"You have to hurry up. I heard that many high-quality men are planning to get married within this year. If you act too late, you won't be able to get one."

"Thanks for caring."

Qingyou clearly heard something sarcastic from the maid's mouth...the gossipy women who have worked in Chihaya's house for a long time all have poisonous mouths!

"Is the work in the kitchen done?" Qingyou said coldly, "Hurry up and do your work."

After sending away the onlookers, Qingyou turned to Ayano and found that she did not seem to be disturbed at all, and her hand stirring the tea was steady.

"Qingyou-kun is really considerate, taking the initiative to accompany me... You don't have to worry about me being bullied by them. Such words have no lethality to me now."

"You seem a little too sentimental. Didn't you bring your drawing board today?"

"I brought a tablet computer, which I can use as a drawing board."

“Oh—” Qingyou drawled out his tone, “Nowadays, senior people in the art world use iPads to draw? I always feel that they are more like cartoonists in some niche fields.”

“What do you mean by niche field?”

"Ms. Kitahara definitely wouldn't read that kind of comics for adults..."

Qingyou was chatting casually.

Ayano looked up at him with a smile on her face: "Qingyou-kun, are you concerned about my "ultimate work"? "

"Rather than saying I'm concerned, I think its nature is more subtle, and it's not something that can be brought to the table. Otherwise, why would Miss Kitahara keep being vague?" Qingyou paused, "Miss Kitahara, you don't want others to know that you're secretly drawing in a book, right?"

The other party's expression changed obviously, which made Qingyou more certain that his guess should be correct.

Ayano will definitely deny it, so as long as we accumulate 300 energy points...

"Yes, that's right. It's indeed Qingyou-kun who has great insight, but can Qingyou-kun provide evidence? At least you should know my pen name."

"We'll find out eventually. There's no such thing as an impenetrable wall." "If you can't produce evidence, all this can only be a joke between the two of us. Or do you think this "secret" is enough to offset the leverage you have over me?"

Putting the badminton-shaped tea whisk back to the base, Ayano suddenly pushed Qingyou backwards with force. Qingyou's body was pressed against the table at waist height, with the back of his head against the closet, and his whole body was leaning backwards.

Ayano pressed harder, pressing her weight forward onto Kiyoyu, her hands resting on his chest.

"Hey, Qingyou-kun~ let's play a game."

"what?"

"If you can find out my identity as an artist and give a convincing reasoning, I will hand over the video recording Qingyou-kun's indecent behavior."

Qingyou was happy: "Then keep a backup?"

"I will re-record a video, admitting that I framed you in the previous video, and apologize solemnly... If you put these contents in your hands, it will become my handle. How about it, is it enough to give Qingyoujun a sense of security?"

"what……"

Qingyou was a little stuck. If this was really such a "game", it wouldn't be impossible.

But since it is a game, there are winners and losers.

"What about you? Are you just trying to stop me from revealing my identity?"

"My mission is to uncover Qingyou-kun's secret."

"Haha, what secrets could I have..."

"What kind of relationship do you have with Aili, and what is your real goal in getting close to Aili?" Ayano looked directly into Qingyou's eyes, "If I achieve it first, then Qingyou-kun has to promise me one thing."

Ayano stood on tiptoe, wrapped her arms around Qingyou's neck, and whispered a few words into his ear.

Qingyou's face turned a little ugly, and he sighed helplessly: "Ms. Beiyuan, is it really going to come to this? You obviously deserve a better future, and you don't have to waste your first time on me, a married man..."

"A better future? Does it mean, as they say, going on blind dates with 'high-quality' men and being sold like commodities by parents?"

Ayano's sudden sharp words made it difficult for Qingyou to refute.

He really wanted to say something positive and encouraging to make the conversation more serious, but Ayano's situation was obviously very complicated and could not be solved by light encouragement.

By the way, has Ayano ever thought about using her ability to stop time to solve family problems in a slightly more extreme style?
Just when Qingyou had this thought, Ayano suddenly grinned, as if by telepathy, with a somewhat scary smile:

"Of course. Since Qingyou-kun and I are now in a relationship, it's okay to tell him some things... As for the gallery, I will inherit it. This is my obligation as I was born into a wealthy family. However, there is no way I will listen to my parents and go on a blind date. I will use my own methods to make them give up."

"My own way." Qingyou repeated.

"That's right, even Qingyou-kun would never guess this method."

Oh my god, are you going to use time stop to do something cruel?
Qingyou was a little worried about the illegitimate child.

However, Ayano didn't seem to want to talk about this topic any more, and quickly returned to her gentle aura, hugging Qingyou's waist tightly.

"Qingyou-kun, there's no need to worry about anything. It's just for fun. I can't possibly replace Aili. All you have to do is enjoy it~"

She nimbly unbuttoned the three buttons of Qingyou's white shirt, and facing Qingyou's strong chest, Ayano picked up the tea whisk, dipped a little matcha, and used a teasing technique that was neither close nor distant to gently apply it on Qingyou's skin.

(End of this chapter)