To give credit where credit is due.
Shen Gu Mirai, this young lady, aside from her quirky personality, checks above the standard line in every aspect.
Pretty and cute appearance, composed and level-headed in situations, cheerful when eting people, and certainly smart enough.
Aside from sotis being really out of touch, causing so absurdly funny situations, this young lady’s character isn’t bad at all.
So Beichuan Si felt his evaluation would not pose any problem.
He picked up his tea cup, took a sip, and then frowned, looking up curiously.
Shen Gu Jiro and Shen Gu Chiharu had odd expressions on their faces.
Hmm?
Could it be that they’re dissatisfied with my assessnt of their daughter?
Beichuan Si fell silent for a while, thinking maybe he had indeed gone too far.
After all, Shen Gu Mirai was the daughter these two were proud of, a re ’not bad’ probably wouldn’t satisfy them.
He pondered for a mont, just about to speak—
"Mr. Temple... what did you just say?" Shen Gu Chiharu started, her gaze sowhat...
Sowhat surprisedly looking at Beichuan Si?
Beichuan Si suspiciously looked at Shen Gu Chiharu.
What’s with this attitude?
But he hadn’t said anything wrong, had he? Beichuan Si’s thoughts paused for a mont, before he said:
"I said, Mirai is a nice girl."
"...Jiro, I didn’t hear wrong, did I?" Shen Gu Chiharu asked in disbelief, turning to look at Shen Gu Jiro.
Shen Gu Jiro, as if he’d never felt his wife’s burning gaze before, slightly tilted his head and said, "You probably... didn’t hear wrong."
After her husband’s confirmation, Shen Gu Chiharu swallowed hard, still incredulous, "There’s actually a boy who thinks Mirai is nice."
"Aunt Shen Gu, that’s a bit rude of you," Beichuan Si interjected in a tily manner.
He was feeling a bit perplexed himself.
Here he was, ending up defending Shen Gu Mirai, while Shen Gu Chiharu, her mother, seed to be deliberately picking a fight.
"Ah, sorry, sorry, Mr. Temple doesn’t know yet, does he?" Shen Gu Chiharu coughed twice: "Mirai was always—"
Just then, Shen Gu Mirai’s voice rang out, her feet clad in fluffy bunny slippers as she walked out of the kitchen, adding, "The tea is here."
Shen Gu Chiharu, quick-witted, effortlessly switched gears: "Mirai was always popular at school."
Hmm...?
Just as Shen Gu Mirai brought the tea over, she heard her mother praising her and felt a bit baffled.
She took her seat again.
But just as Shen Gu Mirai had sat down, Shen Gu Chiharu spoke again: "Mirai... speaking of which, we’re running low on soy sauce and salt at ho, could you run out and get so?"
"...I feel like you’re deliberately sending out?" Shen Gu Mirai’s skepticism grew, hardly settling into her chair.
Shen Gu Chiharu nonchalantly replied, "If you don’t believe it, you can go check for yourself."
Clatter—
Shen Gu Mirai stood up without a word and headed for the kitchen.
Sure enough, both the soy sauce and salt containers were empty.
"Have we really been consuming salt that seriously lately?" muttered Shen Gu Mirai.
anwhile, Beichuan Si squinted his eyes and saw Shen Gu Chiharu covertly clutching a bottle of soy sauce and a bag of salt.
It seed this mother had everything arranged, setting up her daughter for a fall.
"I’ll head out then."
With the sound of the door clicking shut, Shen Gu Mirai left.
The sight of her, so clearly manipulated by her own mother yet blissfully unaware, was just heartrending.
Yet it was soone else’s family matter, and Shen Gu Mirai was Shen Gu Chiharu’s daughter, so Beichuan Si didn’t know what to say.
It was not until then that Shen Gu Chiharu continued, "To be frank with Mr. Temple, Jiro and I have taken Mirai for orientation checks in the past, thankfully the doctor said she’s perfectly normal, and that put us at ease."
"..." Beichuan Si.
Should this really be a topic to casually share with outsiders? Doesn’t the saying go ’don’t air your dirty laundry in public’?
Just like how Hui Li’s salty egg behavior at ho was only known to Beichuan Si himself, right?
Beichuan Si stroked his chin, quietly contemplating, yet he didn’t interrupt Shen Gu Chiharu, letting her talk on.
"As you’ve seen, Mirai is actually a daughter I’m proud of too," continued Shen Gu Chiharu, "although sotis unreliable and occasionally out of touch, she’s still a good girl, wouldn’t you say?"
"...Yeah." answered Beichuan Si bluntly, then felt increasingly uneasy with the conversation.
Shen Gu Chiharu added, "Since you’re her first male friend, I’ve shared so much with you; could you treat Mirai well?"
"I understand," Beichuan Si agreed.
Though the way it was put was sowhat strange, it was still out of consideration for Shen Gu Mirai, and she had also taken good care of him.
So it was only right to treat Shen Gu Mirai well.
"That’s good," Shen Gu Chiharu was satisfied.
How could she possibly obstruct a boy that Shen Gu Mirai cared about? On the contrary, she was eager to encourage a relationship between Beichuan Si and Shen Gu Mirai.
Didn’t she see that even the always serious Shen Gu Jiro tacitly approved of her actions?
Shen Gu Chiharu was a girl with her own little sches, a trait she shared with Shen Gu Mirai.
Shen Gu Jiro clearly understood this as well, waiting until she finished before coldly saying:
"Chiharu, go and cook, I have sothing else to discuss with Mr. Temple."
"Alright then." Shen Gu Chiharu glanced at Beichuan Si, and then at Shen Gu Jiro, nodding satisfactorily before heading to the kitchen with the soy sauce and salt in hand.
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