[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-heroines-all-regret-it":3,"chapter-the-heroines-all-regret-it-the-heroines-all-regret-it-chapter-92":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","The Heroines All Regret It Too Late!",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},2022177,3049,"Chapter 92","the-heroines-all-regret-it-chapter-92",92,"\u003Cp>When Kitakami Yoru was learning to make fat-loss meals, he had studied this dish, but unfortunately, the steps were somewhat tedious and it required too many ingredients.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The conditions of the apartment he lived in were limited, so he had never made it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eriri’s villa was too luxurious both inside and out, and the kitchen was ridiculously large.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He took a Bai Yu abalone and a bag of large shrimp from the cold storage area, a bag of Qingkou, and then took onions, green and red peppers, and other auxiliary ingredients from the cold fresh area.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kitakami Yoru put his schoolbag away, went to the kitchen, and started working happily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The seafood was all freshly packed and chilled; the food eaten by such wealthy families certainly wouldn't be bad.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He started the pot to boil water, added some green onions, ginger, and cooking wine to remove the fishy smell, and blanched the seafood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kitakami Yoru went to wash the rice and started soaking it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a simple, homemade version, and everything was left to his own improvisation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chopping the side dishes...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The kitchen knife kept making sounds on the cutting board.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the room, Eriri lay on the bed, covering her face, finally stopping her crying, recalling what Kitakami Yoru had said to her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That bastard finally left...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I... I...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He actually threatened me, not even letting me commit suicide!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eriri lay on the bed, avoiding pressing on her little bottom, which hurt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had indeed had thoughts of suicide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But they were just thoughts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She couldn't do that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If she died, who would take care of her good sister, Izumi Sagiri?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eriri treated Izumi Sagiri completely as her own, truly regarding her as her sister.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her weight and status in her heart were on par with her childhood friend, Aki Tomoya.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sometimes when Aki Tomoya made her angry, she had to choose between the two.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eriri would absolutely, without hesitation, tip the scales toward Izumi Sagiri and choose Izumi Sagiri.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"As long as... as long as he breaks his promise and still wants to come and bully me, I'll fight him to the death!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hmph, hmph!...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A look of determination appeared in Eriri's eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She did not want her precious body to be touched by that disgusting, fat otaku again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was all Eriri was worried about at the moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the leverage of being a servant and the leverage of stealing Kasumigaoka Utaha's stockings and panties in the other person's hands, it would be strange if she felt at ease.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Gurgle, gurgle...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eriri's shrunken little belly also growled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From yesterday afternoon until now, Eriri hadn't eaten a single thing, only drinking a little water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And that disgusting fat otaku had made her, who was incredibly thirsty, do squats while watching him eat bread and drink milk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the end, Eriri had even thought the fat otaku was being kind enough to let her drink milk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As it turned out, he was just toying with her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After taking only two small sips, poor, weak, and helpless Eriri had milk splashed all over her face, with it getting into her hair and on her face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Next, she was splashed on her bottom and feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was even ordered to lick it clean like a little dog.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, she didn't do it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Modified]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That bastard...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eriri gritted her teeth and cursed angrily, while forcing herself to get up despite the pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Excessive exercise would strain muscles and cause soreness all over the body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eriri had been toyed with and subjected to military-style training for almost the whole night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She would definitely have to lie in bed for several days; there was no escaping that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fortunately, the one silver lining in this misfortune is that the pervert didn't visit my room.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eriri lay on the bed, enduring the hunger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It hurt too much; she really couldn't move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Let's just take it slow for now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If he saw that I'm a doujin artist, that I'm Kashiwagi Eri, I'd be even more finished!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eriri comforted herself, thinking thankfully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After lying on the bed for a little while longer, Eriri wanted to get up again, but the tearing pain in her body almost made her think her body had broken into several pieces.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her heart was filled with even more hatred and fear of Kitakami Yoru, and she fell into endless silence again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her mood was like a ball of yarn, and her thoughts were like a piece of deadwood in a vast, turbulent sea, rising and falling, not knowing where they would drift with the waves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fear... excruciating pain... regret... anger...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But there was no more self-reproach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eriri believed that she and Kitakami Yoru were even.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her life was truly ruined.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was no longer worthy of Tomoya...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who could know what poor Eriri was thinking in her heart?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Downstairs, in Eriri's kitchen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kitakami Yoru held high-end maifan stone cookware, constantly stirring the golden rice with a spatula.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He discovered that he had a talent for cooking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On his first attempt, he successfully made this seafood rice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fragrance of the rice had already drifted out; although it couldn't be called authentic, it was definitely delicious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Time to add the seafood.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kitakami Yoru first inserted the essential Qingkou into the golden rice, placing them in the outermost layer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Next were the large shrimp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, the crystal-clear slices of Bai Yu abalone, snow-white and very tender and smooth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though they were dead, they were still succulent and juicy when sliced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's a pity it's not raw, otherwise I could eat it raw...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was well-known that Japanese people liked to eat sashimi, and Kitakami Yoru was no exception.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After adding the seafood, Kitakami Yoru put a few fresh little chrysanthemums into the pot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn't know what variety they were; their color was almost indistinguishable from the abalone, and they were quite rare, being a tender pink.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seafood rice needed basil leaves to increase the aroma and suppress the fishy smell of the seafood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eriri's refrigerator didn't even have cilantro, so he just found the chrysanthemums and Kitakami Yoru simply put them in; the effect should be the same.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Just wait for it to be thoroughly cooked.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kitakami Yoru clapped his hands, washed them clean, grabbed a handful of cherries, and popped them into his mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After eating the cherries, there were plenty of delicious things in the refrigerator.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was early July now, and summer had long since arrived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kitakami Yoru tore open a milky-white popsicle and started licking it while waiting for the seafood rice to cook.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Let's just consider it a reward for a successful revenge~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time passed bit by bit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fragrance of the seafood rice gradually drifted out of the kitchen and snuck into Eriri's room through the crack in the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It hurts so much, that damn bastard fat otaku...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eriri could endure hunger, but she couldn't endure thirst.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her five fingers trembled wildly, blue veins bulged on her fair, lotus-root-like arms, and her palms supported her on the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>",1177,"2026-06-15T20:06:36.658Z","2026-06-15T20:19:43.988Z",1,"Gemini 3.1 Flash Lite","486889ba552315019748ebf8dead5fa652e3743f66bd5a0aa0a49b4469bad632","the-heroines-all-regret-it-chapter-93","the-heroines-all-regret-it-chapter-91",335,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-heroines-all-regret-it-cover.jpg"]