"Hmm, as expected of Nan, she's amazing. She can actually make such a magical tool."
Xiaolan nodded vigorously, her big, watery eyes filled with admiration.
"Hmph, you men have many impressive qualities."
Yuzuru smiled smugly, stretched out both hands, one in each hand, and gave Ran and Sonoko's hair a good ruffle.
"Ouch, Nan, you've messed up my hair!"
"That's right, that's right, Nan is so naughty."
"Haha, you guys are so cute, I can't help but want to rub them."
A gentle breeze blew, time passed slowly, and the leisurely lunchtime was spent amidst the laughter and chatter of the three, like a painting that was utterly captivating.
...
As evening falls, the afterglow of the setting sun spills onto the city streets, bathing everything in a golden hue.
"Da da da da da~ la la la la la~"
Wearing a beige dress, Yukiko looked like a young girl, exuding a youthful aura. Humming a cheerful tune, she skipped lightly into the apartment building.
"Clang! Clang! Clang!"
A crisp knocking sound rang out in the hallway.
"Hold on."
Hearing the knock, Eri Kisaki, who was busy preparing dinner in the kitchen, quickly walked to the door and opened it.
"Eri, I'm here!"
As soon as the door opened, Yukiko, like a cheerful little bird, happily rushed over and hugged Eri Kisaki, who was wearing a purple school uniform.
Two pairs of extraordinary pride collided, instantly creating mesmerizing ripples that rose and fell like waves.
"Yukiko, you're still so childish." A gentle smile appeared on Eri Kisaki's cold and beautiful face.
"I'm so happy to see you."
Yukiko let go of his hand and winked playfully.
Eri stepped aside to let her in, "Come in quickly, don't stand in the doorway."
"Okay!"
Yukiko lifted her leg and walked into the house, but after taking only two steps, her steps suddenly froze.
On the table in front of her, several colorful, oddly shaped, and still steaming dishes were neatly arranged.
"Eiri... Eri, didn't you say you were going to take me out to dinner?"
"Oh, you mean this!"
Eri noticed her best friend's gaze, adjusted her glasses, remained calm, and casually closed the door.
"It's just that I feel eating out is unhygienic and not as healthy as eating at home!"
"Hehehe... Actually, I don't really want to eat that much..."
Yukiko's voice trembled, like a leaf falling in the wind, drifting uncertainly.
She screamed inwardly, "Why am I so greedy?!"
Hearing that Eri was going to treat him to a big meal, he rushed over without hesitation.
Is this something a human could eat?
She ate it for a whole week last time, and if it weren't for the spiritual rice that kept her alive, she would have collapsed long ago.
These dishes come in a variety of colors; some are as green as jade, some as red as gemstones, and some as yellow as gold, as if they were brought out of a fairy tale world.
Their shapes are also quite unique; some look like small hills, some like mushroom clouds, and some like hearts, making people want to take pictures to remember them.
But there wasn't a single thing that looked like food!
"Hehe, it's already done. I started making it as soon as I got home from work, and I didn't even have time to change my clothes."
As Eri spoke, she gestured to Yukiko the uniform she was wearing.
This is my best friend; how can I show my sincerity if I don't cook for her myself?
"Well... okay then, Eri, thank you for your hard work."
Yukiko looked at Eri, who had a face full of tears on the verge of tears, and the girlish aura she had just exuded vanished without a trace.
"Don't be so polite with me!" Eri patted Yukiko on the shoulder. "You eat first, I'll go change my clothes."
After saying that, she left Yukiko behind and walked gracefully into the bedroom.
When she came out again, her uniform had been replaced by a snow-white dress.
This was an outfit she hadn't worn since becoming a lawyer, and wearing it now felt like a return to her youthful days.
Eri Kisaki looked at Yukiko, who was sitting at the dining table with a worried expression, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.
Hmph, trying to act young with me? Anyone can do that.
The rivalry between Queen Teitan and Princess Teitan has quietly begun again. Princess Teitan or Queen Teitan, who will you choose? "Why aren't you eating? Is it not to your liking?"
As she spoke, Eri Kisaki gracefully walked to the dining table and sat down, her eyes filled with concern.
"No... I just want to eat some staple food. Yingli, did you cook spirit rice porridge?"
Yukiko looked at the food in front of her with a troubled expression, hesitating to pick up her chopsticks, and tried to find outside help.
The sweet aroma of the spirit rice porridge came to mind; it was the food she desperately needed.
"I didn't cook it. We're out of spirit rice." Eri's expression remained unchanged. She naturally picked up her chopsticks, took a piece of food, put it in her mouth, and after tasting it carefully, said with satisfaction, "Try it. I think my cooking skills have improved a lot recently."
She genuinely believed it, and she ate with great relish.
Taking a deep breath, Yukiko mustered her courage, picked up a piece, and put it in her mouth with trembling hands, chewing it with difficulty.
An indescribable taste surged onto her tongue, and her face turned extremely pale.
It tastes awful!
What does this taste like?!
As she tasted the strange flavor on her palate, Yukiko's bright eyes instantly lost their sparkle, and the whole world seemed to turn gray and lifeless.
She suddenly felt that there was nothing in this world worth staying for.
"How's it going? Any progress?"
Eri Kisaki spoke up at the opportune moment and asked.
"Hmm...yes...it's a bit better than last time."
Yukiko forced a smile, but even her Oscar-worthy acting skills couldn't keep her smile natural at this moment.
It is indeed "better" than last time, but the "better" is somewhat the opposite.
The last time I endured this humiliation was to help my son win back Xiaolan, but now my son has been kicked out of the house, and I still have to endure this humiliation. Wasn't it all for nothing that I kicked my son out of the house?
Is there no justice left in this world?!
Yukiko cried out in her heart, filled with grief and indignation.
"Eat more if it's delicious."
Eri Kisaki seemed oblivious to Yukiko's odd expression and put some more food on her plate.
Yukiko looked at the increasing amount of "culinary disaster" in her bowl, feeling like crying but unable to, and decided to change her mind.
She put down her chopsticks, cleared her throat, and said, "Ahem, Eri, didn't you say you wanted to talk to me about something? What is it?"
"Let's eat first, and then we'll talk."
"No, wouldn't it be better to eat and talk at the same time?"
Yukiko pushed the bowl away and moved closer to Eri, making it clear that she wouldn't eat unless Eri told her what to do.
Seeing that Yukiko insisted on talking, Eri Kisaki put down her chopsticks, her smile slowly fading and her expression becoming increasingly serious.
"Yukiko..."
"Yes, yes, I'm listening, Eri, please tell me!"
"I'm getting a divorce."
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