"Xiao Nan, another fried pork chop, boys are growing, they need to eat more."

Nakamori Aoko almost forgot about her daughter's existence, and kept putting food on Yuzuru's plate, her eyes filled with increasing satisfaction and affection as she looked at him.

It was like looking at his own son.

Or rather, the kind that is exceptionally outstanding.

Yuzuru Hanyu accepted all offers of food, savoring each dish with utmost care before offering perfectly timed compliments.

"Aunt Bizi's cooking skills are amazing. This tamagoyaki is cooked to perfection, tender, smooth and sweet."

"This miso soup has a rich and complex flavor, is warm and soothing to the stomach, and tastes delicious."

"The pork chop was fried until crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and full of juice."

His praise wasn't exaggerated; on the contrary, it showed he knew his stuff.

Nakamori Aoko felt that her work was greatly respected and recognized, and the smile on her face never disappeared, making her feel very accomplished.

Aoko, who was left out in the cold, watched her mother and Yuzuru enjoying a happy family time and couldn't help but pout, grimacing as she poked at the rice in her bowl with her chopsticks.

My heart was bubbling with sourness.

Those are my husband and mother...

"Mom~ I want to eat tamagoyaki too, can you give me a piece?"

She was trying to get her mother's attention.

Nakamori Aoko was busy serving Yuzuru the second bowl of soup. Hearing this, she didn't even look up and casually said, "Don't you have hands? The plate is right in front of you. Just turn the table and you'll know how. You're so big and still need your mom to pick it up for you?"

Qingzi: "???"

You're my mom, why aren't you talking about his mom?!

She stared wide-eyed in disbelief at her "betrayed" mother, then at Yuzuru Hanyu who was secretly laughing beside her. Instantly, her eyes welled up with tears, feeling wronged.

"Mom! Am I really your biological child?!"

The chuunibyou (middle school syndrome) girl posed a soul-searching question.

"Oh, no, it was a free gift with a phone top-up, and it's the lowest-tier plan." Nakamori Aoko said without changing her expression, and continued to put another piece of greens on Hanyu Nan's plate.

"You said last time that I was picked up from the snow! Can't you be consistent with the version?" Qingzi protested angrily.

"Really? Maybe I'm mistaken, it's been too long. Otherwise, how could I have such a clumsy child like you who can't even use chopsticks?" Nakamori Aoko calmly took a sip of soup.

A classic mother-daughter dialogue.

Yuzuru couldn't help but chuckle, almost bursting out laughing. He quickly picked up the serving chopsticks and placed a piece of the freshest, boneless fish into Aoko's bowl.

"Come on, Qingzi, eat some fish. This part is the most tender."

Looking at the fish in her bowl, then at Yuzuru's smiling eyes, Aoko's slight grievance instantly vanished: "...Yuzuru-kun is still the best..."

Nakamori Aoko rolled her eyes at her daughter's childish behavior, saying, "How old are you? Still acting like a child. Aren't you afraid Xiaonan will laugh at you?"

That's what he said, but his eyes were full of doting affection.

"I wasn't being cute..."

Despite her stubbornness, Aoko kept her head down and ate the fish that Yuzuru Nan had given her in small bites, feeling a sweet warmth in her heart.

The atmosphere at the dinner table was warm, with the mother and daughter occasionally bickering.

Yuzuru Hanyu acted as a mediator, making jokes and quick wit, and soon the somewhat quiet dinner at the Nakamori family's house, which was made less lively by the absence of the male head of the household, was filled with laughter.

And someone easily blended into this simple family atmosphere.

Looking at the scene before her, seeing the genuine, relaxed, and happy smile on her daughter's face, and seeing Yuzuru's impeccable manners and thoughtfulness, Nakamori Aoko completely let go of her last remaining concerns.

The more she looked at this young man, the more satisfied and reassured she became.

Perhaps... this time, Aoko has truly met the right person.

The right person is someone who can make her happy, put her at ease, and reassure her family.