The next day, still fast asleep, Shiroko was once again awakened by the ringing of his phone.
Burying his head deep into the soft warmth, he reached out his right hand to grope around.
"Mmm~"
After fumbling and grabbing the wrong things a few tis, he finally managed to find the "culprit."
Pressing the answer button, Shiroko let out a huge yawn and said sleepily, "Hello~ Who is it?"
"Boss, it's . Are you coming back at noon today? What would you like to eat?"
"Oh, it's Momoko! I... *hiss*~ I'll be back at noon. As for what to eat, let's have sukiyaki. The delicious taste from last ti is still fresh in my mory!"
"Okay! I'll go prepare it right away."
After ending the call, looking at Mitsuko, who resembled a hamster hoarding food, Shiroko looked puzzled. "Madam, what are you doing?"
"Mitsuko is hungry, so I'm eating my '617' breakfast!"
At this mont, seeing that Mitsuko was actually sneaking a bite all by herself, Etsumiko imdiately protested, "Sister, you're too cunning! You're secretly eating sothing delicious all by yourself without calling !"
Seeing the two sisters fighting over food, Shiroko couldn't help but feel a bit helpless.
'Is that really necessary? Fighting like this just for a bite to eat!'
Just as the two sisters were going head-to-head over a bite of food, refusing to yield to one another, back in the Kanna City villa, Shiraishi Momoko looked at the already empty refrigerator, sticking out her pink, clove-like tongue with a hint of embarrassnt on her face.
"Oh my~ I accidentally used up all the food yesterday. It looks like I need to go out for groceries~"
With that said, she closed the refrigerator door, pulled a ten-thousand-yen bill from the living room drawer, and walked out the door.
A while later, having thoroughly finished her shopping, the young girl carried bags big and small, her face filled with a happy smile.
However, wanting only to hurry ho and make lunch for her boss, she failed to notice a pair of eyes staring at her from behind like a hungry wolf.
Gazing at the slender figure ahead and the plump curves wrapped in jeans, Nakano Hirokawa's eyes were filled with greed and cruelty.
It was because of her and that damn Hanyu Yuichi that he had been fired from the company, that his wife had asked for a divorce, and that he was now holess.
They were the ones who caused all of this. He couldn't deal with Hanyu Yuichi right now, so he would start his revenge with this Shiraishi Momoko.
One day, he would make that damn rich kid taste the feeling of losing everything.
While passing by an alleyway, Nakano Hirokawa pulled a small bottle of chemicals from his pocket, poured it onto a handkerchief, and swiftly rushed forward.
Shiraishi Momoko, who was just fantasizing about Shiroko's joyful expression after eating the food, suddenly had her mouth and nose covered by soone.
Shiroko, who had just finished a hearty breakfast and left the Amiya household, suddenly had a drastic change in expression upon hearing this and hurriedly chose to teleport.
Slling the strong scent of ether, Shiraishi Momoko struggled for a few monts before gradually losing consciousness, the shopping bags in her hands falling weakly to the ground.
And in the mont before she lost consciousness, she seed to see the figure of her boss.
"You're courting death!"
Looking at the already unconscious Shiraishi Momoko, Shiroko let out an angry shout and imdiately executed Lightning Escape.
Seeing Hanyu Yuichi suddenly appear in front of him, Nakano Hirokawa looked as if he had seen a ghost, his eyes widening like brass bells. "Y-You..."
Not wanting to waste any more words on him, Shiroko directly summoned the Thunder Sword.
Accompanied by the flash of a piercing cold light, a perfectly good head was seen flying into the sky.
Catching the girl who was about to collapse, Shiroko used the Shave technique to dodge the sky full of raining blood.
Looking at the headless corpse on the ground, he felt that letting this creep die just like that was too easy on him, so he imdiately cast Spirit Restraint and Dispatch.
The familiar black ropes reappeared, and in just a few short seconds, an illusory spirit body appeared in front of Shiroko.
For the next ten minutes or so, he let him thoroughly experience what it ant to suffer a fate worse than death.
After thoroughly toying with him, looking at Nakano Hirokawa who was on his last breath and whose spirit body was gradually beginning to dissipate, Shiroko, having vented most of the foul anger in his heart, directly blasted him into dust with a Thunderbird!
Casually picking up Shiraishi Momoko in a princess carry and tossing the ingredients she had bought into his Spatial Storage, Shiroko transford into lightning and left the area.
Inside the villa, having bought a bottle of Clear Breeze Powder and placing it under the girl's nose, Shiroko called out softly, "Momoko! Momoko!"
Before long, her long eyelashes fluttered slightly, and Shiraishi Momoko faintly woke up.
The first thing that caught her eye was Shiroko's handso face. Subconsciously, the girl murmured softly, "Am I dreaming? How could Boss be back so soon?"
Then, her small head was t with a light flick.
"Ouch~ That hurts!"
The next mont, Shiraishi Momoko, having snapped back to reality, imdiately showed a touch of joy on her cheeks. "Eh~ I'm not dreaming. Boss, you're back~"
"It's a good thing I ca back, otherwise, a lazy little bug like you would probably sleep until noon."
"Momoko isn't lazy, I just... Eh~ Didn't I go grocery shopping? Why am I lying in bed?"
"You little scatterbrain, you probably went grocery shopping in your dreams, didn't you?"
"Ah, really? But... but I really rember going to..."
"Alright! Stop overthinking it. Since we still have so ti, co with to the supermarket, otherwise, the two of us will be eating air for lunch!"
Hearing this, Shiraishi Momoko nodded gently and rolled out of bed.
But just as she stood up, her legs went soft, and she uncontrollably fell into Shiroko's arms.
Feeling that hot chest and slling the strong scent of male hormones, the girl suddenly felt as if she were drunk, a faint blush dyeing her cheeks. "B-Boss!"
"Forget it, I'll just go by myself!"
Shaking his head helplessly, Shiroko placed her back on the bed, pinched her soft and bouncy little cheek, and turned to leave.
Looking at his tall and straight back, the corners of the girl's eyebrows gradually curved into crescent moons.
At noon, seeing the ingredients Shiroko had bought back, Shiraishi Momoko's brain suddenly short-circuited a bit. Why did they feel so familiar? They looked exactly like the ones she had bought in her dream.
No, she couldn't just say they looked alike; they were practically identical.
The little green spot on this tomato, the root hairs on this white radish...
Hearing the girl's inner thoughts, Shiroko couldn't help but secretly curse his miscalculation. If he had known, he wouldn't have half-assed it just to eat that eighteen-year-old little squab.
But he couldn't be blad for this. After all, who would have thought that she would actually rember even the tiny details of the vegetables she bought?
This mory was just too f*cking ridiculous!
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