Chapter 111

However, vetoing sending food, he felt it made a lot of sense.

So he nodded.

Send Yukinoshita Yukino food.

Send Hiratsuka Shizuka food, send Fujiwara Chika food.

Want Want gift pack?

High-end chocolate?

Not suitable.

No matter what food is sent, it's not suitable.

"How about sending small ornaments? Necklace? Bracelet?"

Yuigahama Yui wasn't an expert in this area either.

"This isn't very suitable, right?"

"Sending ornaments, necklaces, bracelets, is more like a gift between lovers, or pursuit, and it doesn't match gratitude, unless the other party just likes a certain style, and it happens to be sent correctly."

Miura Yumiko took a step forward and helped Kitakami Yoru say his inner thoughts.

There was another layer, which was that Fujiwara Chika, Hiratsuka Shizuka, and Yukinoshita Yukino were all people with wealthy families.

Wealthier than her own family.

Can't they afford ornaments, bracelets, necklaces, bracelets?

And I don't have money, so should I send cheap ones?

No, absolutely not.

Seeing that Yuigahama Yui and Ebina Hina were unreliable, Kitakami Yoru cast his gaze toward Miura Yumiko.

The other party didn't refuse, but instead rested her chin on her hand, pacing back and forth in thought.

Kitakami Yoru wasn't in a hurry either.

"Send something the other party likes."

Ebina Hina interjected.

Kitakami Yoru glanced at her and shook his head gently.

"How about sending a set of high-end skincare products?"

"Essence, lotion, cream, don't send lipstick."

Miura Yumiko suddenly spoke out, saying to Kitakami Yoru.

"Think about it, every girl loves beauty; sending skincare products is not wrong at all, they can use them directly."

"This isn't an optimal choice, but it isn't the worst one either; it's a universal choice that will never go wrong..."

"As long as it's not a little girl, it's suitable for old ladies too."

"It's just that you need to pay attention, you have to send a set, a set, sending one alone is very monotonous, and it must be high-end light luxury level."

"La Mer, Guerlain Orchidée Impériale, Helena Rubinstein Black Bandage, etc..."

The beautiful blonde gal counted on her fingers one by one, speaking like she was counting family treasures.

After speaking, sitting on the chair, she even sighed.

"This is a good method, thank you Miura-san."

Kitakami Yoru thanked her and felt it made a lot of sense.

It's just...

It's just that high-end cosmetics are too hard on the wallet; he can't afford them at all.

Without taking Eriri's ten million, Kitakami Yoru relied on the living expenses given by his family.

A bottle of La Mer cream, 40,000 yen, and that's the tax-free price.

Three bottles, 120,000 yen!

Buying a set, counting the lotion or essence that comes with it, it would cost at least 200,000, right?

200,000 is equivalent to the after-tax monthly salary of an ordinary college graduate.

As for why Kitakami Yoru knew the price so clearly, it was because his mother, Kitakami Megumi, used La Mer.

He had also heard of Guerlain's Orchidée Impériale and Helena Rubinstein's Black Bandage

Containing the former, a small box holding a few dozen milliliters of face cream, priced as high as over two hundred thousand yen.

When Kitakami Yoru was troubled by money.

Miura Yumiko, finding her long boots stuffy, simply took them off, then casually took off her short black cotton socks as well, her pair of fair, top-grade beautiful feet stepping on the cold floor, breathing in the fresh air.

"Thank you."

Kitakami Yoru didn't look closely and left after saying thanks.

Leaving the commercial district, Kitakami Yoru quickened his pace and walked toward the station.

On the way home by car, he checked the prices of high-end skincare products on his phone, and his face almost turned green.

It was too expensive; he couldn't afford it at all.

And it was impossible to ask his family for this money to buy a gift, right?

Was this gift valuable?

Actually, it wasn't valuable, according to Kitakami Yoru's family circumstances, or according to Fujiwara Chika's family circumstances.

The elders in their families were among those who held the pinnacle of power in all of Japan.

"But I can't think of what gifts to send either."

Gratitude can be expressed at any time, but Kitakami Yoru wanted to send it before the summer vacation after the final exams.

After struggling in his heart for a while, he temporarily stopped thinking about it.

Arriving home.

San San seemed to have forgotten that Kitakami Yoru had forcibly bathed it and dewormed it earlier.

It came up very affectionately and rubbed against Kitakami Yoru's pant legs.

Cats don't know about the human world and its behaviors; everything is viewed by a cat's standards.

In San San's view, Kitakami Yoru went out early and returned late every day, and when he returned, it had food to eat.

Then, Kitakami Yoru must have gone out to hunt and find food.

"Hehe."

Kitakami Yoru changed into his slippers and picked up San San to return to his room.

He put down his schoolbag and went to turn on the bathroom heater.

After playing with San San for a bit, he started to cook.

Opening the refrigerator, there weren't many ingredients left.

The things he bought at the market street yesterday were basically fruit and some clean canned food.

There wasn't much fresh vegetable left.

Digging out a bag of leftover potatoes, Kitakami Yoru planned to make some mashed potatoes to eat.

Potatoes are a high-quality carbohydrate, even more suitable than rice.

It's just that boiling them in plain water doesn't taste good.

He washed them, peeled them, sliced them, and steamed them over high heat for ten minutes.

During this time, Kitakami Yoru mashed a fresh tomato and added a tiny bit of olive oil, bottled ketchup, and soy sauce as a dressing.

Then he took the potatoes out to cool, mashed them with a spoon, put them into a freezer bag, and pounded them with the back of a knife...

Thump, thump, thump...

It echoed in the kitchen for over ten minutes.

After the task was completed, one of Kitakami Yoru's arms was sore.

He put the dinner away properly without eating it.

Kitakami Yoru returned to his room to get his phone, planning to go out.

"Behave at home, I'll open a can of cat food for you when I get back."

After giving San San's round head a good rub, Kitakami Yoru went out.

"Aoyama-san, are you going out too?"

On the stairs, Kitakami Yoru met Aoyama Nanami, who was wearing simple casual clothes.

"Yes, I'm going to the supermarket."