Chapter 12: Wanting to Understand

The system’s notification sounds rang out in his mind from time to time. Kitahara was very happy, and even the food in his mouth seemed to taste more and more delicious.

He was also very satisfied with this current state. It just felt very warm, like a family of three.

A gentle and considerate wife, a lively and adorable daughter, and him as the man of the house.

A family of three living so happily.

...

After a moment, taking another shelled lobster tail that Hayami Rina handed over, Kitahara spoke up:

"Rina-nee, no need to peel shells for me. I can do it myself. You should eat some too, quickly. If it gets cold, it won’t taste as good!"

Quite some time had passed, and Hayami Rina herself had barely eaten. She had been waiting on Kitahara and little Aya the whole time.

Kitahara felt a bit embarrassed. He had never enjoyed this kind of treatment before.

He had only heard before that Japanese women knew how to serve people, that the husband’s status in the family was very high, and that many women would even perform kneeling service.

But when experiencing it firsthand, he still felt a bit unaccustomed.

"It’s alright. Such sumptuous food is still delicious even when cold. Kitahara-kun, please enjoy it first."

Hayami Rina shook her head and continued busying herself.

With the intention of leaving a good impression on Hayami Rina and farming more favorability, Kitahara reached out and snatched the shelling tool from her hand:

"I’ll do it. I’ve almost finished eating. Rina-nee, you enjoy some too! From now on, it’s my turn to serve you!"

"Nani? Kitahara-kun, that’s not appropriate!" Hayami Rina wanted to refuse.

But Kitahara shook his head with a smile and seriously began dividing the food with the tool.

After a moment, he picked up a lobster leg and placed it on Hayami Rina’s plate, signaling her to eat.

"Sigh, Kitahara-kun is so considerate. I wonder which girl will be fortunate enough to marry you in the future. She will surely be very happy." Hayami Rina said with emotion.

"Hehe, I only hope she is as beautiful and gentle as Rina-nee. Then I would be content. Unfortunately..."

"Unfortunately what?" Hayami Rina asked while chewing her food.

"Unfortunately, I’m afraid it will be very hard for me to meet someone like that! Rina-nee, you know I’m not good with words. I don’t like going out normally, and I have very little social interaction. I’m not very good at communicating with girls. Sometimes I think that perhaps I will die alone in this life!"

Kitahara turned on his drama mode, speaking with a downcast mood.

Hearing this, Hayami Rina quickly comforted him:

"Kitahara-kun, don’t think like that. You are so outstanding. You will definitely meet the girl of your life. It’s just that the timing hasn’t come yet. I’ve noticed your personality has become much more cheerful these past two days. That’s a good start."

"Maybe. But I still don’t dare to hope too much. My current wish is that Rina-nee doesn’t reject me and can accept me coming over often to mooch meals. I really like the current state of things."

"Kitahara-kun, no one rejects you. Aya and I both like you very much and are very grateful to you. You can come over often in the future. Just don’t buy too many expensive ingredients. It puts a lot of pressure on me."

"Rina-nee, don’t feel pressured. These things are nothing to me. You know I’m a writer. My income is fairly decent. I can afford this kind of spending. It’s just some food. It can’t even be called wasteful."

"Hai, Kitahara-kun is really impressive!"

During the meal, the two exchanged a lot and deepened their understanding of each other quite a bit.

Kitahara gained several more points of Hayami Rina’s favorability.

The progress was quite smooth.

After the meal, he rested here simply for a bit, played games with little Aya for a while, and then Kitahara took his leave.

"Kitahara-kun, after Aya falls asleep, can I go to your place to clean? Will it affect your writing?"

Seeing that Kitahara was about to leave, Hayami Rina pulled him aside and, hiding from little Aya, asked in a stealthy manner.

She did this because she was afraid her daughter Aya would hear and be scared, not daring to fall asleep.

Children, after all—if they knew their mother would leave after they fell asleep, they would definitely be scared being alone.

Because she had to prevent little Aya from hearing, Hayami Rina’s voice was very soft, so she had to stand very close to Kitahara when speaking.

"Yes, no rush. It’s fine if you come a bit later. It won’t affect my work."

"Mm, okay!"

...

Back home, Kitahara took a long time to calm his emotions before he could immerse himself in writing again.

Damn, women really do affect writing speed.

Only with no women in your heart can you become a god at writing.

The old saying was indeed true.

Kitahara muttered to himself, temporarily sealing away everything about Hayami Rina in his mind, and began writing with total focus.

Time passed minute by minute. Kitahara wrote very smoothly. Page after page of manuscript paper was filled with ink and placed aside. At this moment, he was like a ruthless writing machine!

He already had a complete story outline in his head. With the help of the original owner’s literary foundation, writing this kind of shallow stuff was simply too easy.

He could now be said to be a combination of a wish-fulfillment web novel writer and a literary author.

Writing this kind of light novel was practically a dimensional strike.

It was just that after writing for a long time, his wrist got a bit tired, his fingers holding the pen ached slightly, and, hmm, his lower back was tired too.

It wasn’t until Hayami Rina gently knocked on the door that Kitahara Chiki had already written another five or six pages of manuscript paper. He glanced at the time. Unknowingly, it was almost ten o’clock.

Once a person gets busy, time really passes quickly!

He calculated that if he worked until twelve o’clock today, he could probably write another two or three pages, totaling around five thousand words.

This speed was acceptable. Handwriting ultimately couldn’t compare to typing on a computer. This creative speed was already quite astonishing for the current era.

He got up to open the door, and Hayami Rina’s gentle figure came into view once again.

After bowing first, Hayami Rina explained upon entering:

"Sorry, Kitahara-kun. Aya’s school is on holiday tomorrow, which made her excited tonight and she kept not sleeping. I came late!"

"It’s fine. This time is just right. Rina-nee, are you tired? Do you want to rest a bit before working?" Kitahara smiled.

"No need. Let’s start now. Kitahara-kun, don’t mind me. Just do your thing."

Hayami Rina indicated she was fine, then looked around the apartment. After sorting out her approach, she began working.

She first gathered Kitahara’s dirty clothes and put them in the bathroom to soak with detergent. Then she picked up a rag and began wiping various surfaces and the floor.