Chapter 246

First, he separated the meat that needed to be cooked later and put it into a plate to marinate.

He washed the fruit, threw a few strawberries into his mouth, and stuffed the rest into a fresh-keeping bag, putting it in the refrigerator.

When he thought of eating, he wouldn't even need to wash it; he could just take it out and start devouring.

After finishing everything, the sky outside the window gradually darkened.

The sunset, like residual blood, seemed to be burning desperately, leaving behind a trace of warm afterglow.

After playing with Sansan for a while, Kitakami Yoru began to cook.

He was going to make a pan-seared lamb chop as the main dish for tonight.

After washing the lamb chops, blanching them, and marinating them, he started the pan and heated the oil.....

First, he stir-fried onions, minced garlic, rosemary, and various spices until fragrant, then laid the lamb chops flat inside.

He seared them until the surface was slightly golden brown, seven or eight parts cooked.

He sliced some apple, laid it flat on aluminum foil, and then laid the lamb chops, including the spices inside, on top of the apple slices.

Filtering the grease, Kitakami Yoru put the lamb chops into the electric oven and set the temperature and time.

Next, he casually made a refreshing cucumber salad and went to take a bath.

The black curtain opened, and night descended.

After Kitakami Yoru finished enjoying the tender and juicy lamb chops with a faint sweet apple scent, and finished his exercise and washing up.

He held Sansan and lay on the bed, scrolling through his phone.

"Sansan, I've lost weight, why haven't you lost weight?"

Kitakami Yoru stroked Sansan's round head, scrolling through various short videos with suggestions for beginners doing strength training.

In the evening, he received a message from Fujiwara Chika again.

With luck, early tomorrow morning, or at the latest in the afternoon.

The school's newspaper would carry the clarifying news.

Because the Xiuzhiyuan Sect was only so big, the newspaper wouldn't be published every day.

It was normal for it to come out once a week or every half a month.

【This matter has troubled you again, Fujiwara-san】 Kitakami Yoru clicked the message send button.

【It's okay】

【What are you doing?】

Fujiwara Chika was wearing a towel at this time, her snow-white skin hidden in the water.

【Petting the cat, chatting with you】

Kitakami Yoru replied.

【You have a cat?】

【Why have you never told me?】

【Can I see it?】

Fujiwara Chika replied.

"Of course you can, Sansan."

"Yeah, don't move, I'll hold you and let Fujiwara-san take a look."

Kitakami Yoru said, brought Sansan to his eyes, aimed his phone at Sansan, and pressed the video call button.

"Video call?"

Fujiwara Chika used a towel to cover her key parts.

The screen flashed.

A cute smiling face appeared on the screen.

"Good evening."

Kitakami Yoru saw it and smiled shallowly.

"Good, good...."

Fujiwara Chika smiled as well, and Kitakami Yoru in the video aimed the phone screen at Sansan.

"So cute.... so fat?!"

"Onee-san......"

The voices of Fujiwara Chika and Fujiwara Moeha sounded at the same time.

"Moeha?"

Fujiwara Chika turned her head to look at the bathroom door.

"Click-"

"I'm coming in."

Fujiwara Moeha twisted the door open first, poked her head in, and then spoke.

"Why are you coming in?"

Fujiwara Chika said with dissatisfaction; she was chatting with Kitakami-san.

She gave her a fright.

"I'm going out in a bit, the other bathroom is too small, I'm not used to using it."

Fujiwara Moeha walked in, holding a set of clothes.

"Onee-san, who are you video chatting with?"

Fujiwara Moeha, who walked in, immediately asked in surprise.

He preferred more freedom and didn't like joining clubs to restrict himself.

Fujiwara Chika covered the microphone of her phone tightly, squeezed out a smiling face, thinking of keeping it a secret.

"No, there must be something going on!"

Fujiwara Chika couldn't hide it from Fujiwara Moeha.

The curious younger sister immediately walked towards her older sister, wanting to find out.

Taking a bath, video chatting in the bathroom......

"Don't come over, there's really nothing going on."

In a hurry, Fujiwara Chika reached out one hand, waving desperately towards Fujiwara Moeha, while the other hand she had free wanted to turn off the phone.

Soaking in a hot bath in the bathroom, the moist steam made Fujiwara Chika's hand and phone slippery.

In her anxiety, not only did she fail to turn off the phone, but she accidentally pressed the volume up button and dropped it on the floor.

"Fujiwara-san, what happened over there?"

Kitakami Yoru asked in surprise.

Just a moment ago, the screen of the phone Fujiwara Chika was chatting with him on suddenly shook, and he couldn't hear any sound.

"Is it a man?"

Fujiwara Moeha's footsteps paused, her eyes widened, her small mouth opened, looking at her older sister.

"Moeha!"

Fujiwara Chika complained, panicking as she wanted to get up from the bathtub to pick up the phone that had just happened to fall outside.

Holding the edge of the bathtub with her hand, she had just stood up without even straightening her waist when the towel on her body slipped off.

Frightened, Fujiwara Chika sat back down in the bathtub.

On Kitakami Yoru's side, the phone screen was pitch black: "Did she fall?"

"Don't move!"

Fujiwara Moeha came back to her senses and shouted, which also startled Fujiwara Chika.

Before the words had even fallen, she ran over hurriedly and picked up the phone in front of the stunned and helpless Fujiwara Chika.

A brand new iPhone 14.

"Ha......"

Kitakami Yoru had been paying attention, yawned, and worried that Fujiwara Chika had fallen quite seriously.

The screen on his phone flickered, Fujiwara Moeha picked up the phone, swept past Fujiwara Chika in the bathtub, and swung it left and right.

After straightening it out.

He saw Kitakami Yoru with a look of astonishment on his face.

"It's you?!"

Fujiwara Moeha and Kitakami Yoru on the phone looked at each other; their reactions were about the same.