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"Your dad is setting up a new academy next year to compete with Totsuki Academy?" Renz asked over the phone, his expression unchanged. "I don't recall anything about this," he said, reminiscing. He had been so focused on his wife and children's lives and work that he had no ti to delve into past events, especially those that had already been resolved.
However, didn't that just prove that the resolved issues weren't significant problems to begin with?
"The Totsuki Elite Ten are going to be poached?" Renz nodded upon hearing this. He had also taken over the position of Totsuki's director, and not long after that, the Nakiri family's businesses were fully taken over by him and Erina. The main issue with this was the loss of face, and the son-in-law effectively competing with his father-in-law was, in a way, a family scandal, a misfortune for a prominent family. In the future, he didn't want to see Senzaemon Nakiri, the old man who had always been kind to him, suffer a tarnished reputation or dishonor. Compared to his father-in-law, whom he had barely t even in the future and never had a direct conversation with, Renz was clearly on Grandfather Senzaemon's side.
"Do you want to transfer schools?" Renz asked. "If needed, I can transfer imdiately."
Erina, on the other end of the phone, said, "There's no rush. My father's plan only begins next year. This year, just build up your public reputation, and you can transfer next year."
"Shouldn't we talk to the Elite Ten mbers beforehand?" Renz asked, surprised. "Your father should still be in the process of swaying them. If we convince the Elite Ten not to be swayed by your father, this issue will be resolved."
"No, I convinced them this ti, but what about next ti? And the ti after that? Besides, I want to know exactly who among them is dissatisfied with Totsuki Academy," Erina thought Renz was a complete dolt. Is he an idiot?
Hmm? If you solve these problems in advance, will you still have a chance to curry favor with my grandfather? When the Totsuki Elite Ten are poached by her father, Renz can transfer to Totsuki Academy and, as a new mber of the Elite Ten, challenge the defecting mbers in a culinary battle for honor, one by one. He can directly take on nine of them, defeating all the famous chefs from her father's school. Isn't this the best ti for Renz to boost his reputation to the maximum? And it would help her grandfather regain his dignity.
After this, her grandfather would undoubtedly have a good impression of Renz. This way, the external resistance to Renz marrying her would be greatly reduced.
You blockhead! You can't even think of that!
"I also find traitors annoying," Renz nodded slightly. "If it's about rooting out the traitors in Totsuki Academy and cleaning out those with malicious intentions, that's not a bad idea."
Can't you pay more attention? You completely missed my point, you idiot!
"Renz, don't you think you need so kind of assistance?" Erina hinted over the phone.
"What kind of assistance?" Renz was montarily confused.
"Like, capital for advancent, so ambition, or sothing," Erina continuously hinted at her thoughts.
"None at all." Renz thought for a mont. Right now, his only thought was to safely navigate the dangerous period of his [Affair Simulator]. He dared not have any career aspirations or ambition. What if so particularly alluring woman took an interest in Renz's potential and desperately clung to him? He might not be interested, but if the [Affair Simulator] beca interested, wouldn't he just explode instantly?
"Renz! You're a hopeless idiot! Idiot! Idiot!" Erina pressed her mouth to the phone, yelling angrily. She had hinted so obviously. Renz, this blockhead, hadn't even guessed her intentions. Having lived with Renz for so long, Erina had noticed early on that Renz was very concerned about being adopted into her family rather than marrying her.
This was a knot in his heart. Having lived through this again, Erina was determined to change things that could be changed in the future without causing conflict. Being adopted could be changed to a marriage. As long as Renz had enough renown and skill in the culinary world, and could demonstrate his potential and value, then, as the owner of the God's Tongue, she would indeed be difficult to marry... the difficulty of marriage would be high. But her grandfather was an open-minded person. As long as Renz perford well in all aspects, her grandfather should accept the situation of Renz marrying her.
Yet, this blockhead had never thought of this. She had been trying to pave the way for him. Idiot! Blockhead! Simpleton!
The phone suddenly went dead, and a dial tone humd in Renz's ear. Renz didn't know what little quirk Erina was suffering from now. Logically, her tsundere tendencies should have long been cured, so how could she have a lifelong relapse? He couldn't understand. Won were indeed the most difficult creatures to understand.
Inside the apartnt, Renz began preparing the ingredients he had bought at half price from the supermarket. Although they were discounted, the ingredients were quite fresh. He paid close attention to the quality of the ingredients when selecting them at the supermarket.
"Mashiro, help film a video," Renz said from the kitchen. He planned to upload so of his homade cooking videos online.
"Huh?" Mashiro Shiina walked towards the kitchen. "Film a video?"
Oh no. Mashiro wouldn't know how to film a video, would she? Was he being too strict with Mashiro Shiina? This little girl's self-care abilities were truly terrible; he wondered how her parents had taught her. Relying on Mashiro Shiina to film a video for him seed like too high an expectation. He might as well just put his phone at an angle where it wouldn't fall and just film casually. His idea of becoming a strear and food content creator was just a test to see if maintaining the original worldline trajectory could increase the red progress bar of the [Erina] life route.
"Brother-in-law, I'm hungry," Mashiro Shiina said directly, her eyes fixed on Renz.
"I'm cooking right now; this is your dinner for today," Renz said, washing his hands. "By the way, Mashiro, I cooked for you, so shouldn't you also do sothing?"
"Do what?" Mashiro Shiina asked, not understanding.
"Like, paint an oil painting for or sothing," Renz said in a gentle tone, like teaching a small child. "Interactions between people are reciprocal. Generally, if you treat others gently, they will also treat you kindly. However, jerks are an exception."
"Of course, if you encounter soone you dislike or who annoys you, don't give them any face. Just keep disliking them. Whatever happens, your cousin will back you up." Because Mashiro Shiina was quite diligent in calling Renz 'brother-in-law,' Renz tried his best to teach Mashiro Shiina correct values.
While talking, he continued cooking the dish in his hands. A ho-style dish was presented by Renz. After finishing, he arranged it on a plate, making the final aesthetic adjustnts. When the video recording ended and Renz uploaded it to a famous dostic ACG website, the progress bar, which had been stagnant for a long ti, advanced by another 1%. An intricate worldline was gradually being woven. Renz's guess was indeed correct. As long as he perford the corresponding actions, the red progress bar would naturally advance.
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