Ryuji and Madam Minami have a date in bustling Tokyo. Metropolis is metropolis, and it's still brightly lit at night.
After the date, it's the usual routine. Ryuji had a deep understanding of what it meant for a thirty year old woman to be like a tigress. Although it wasn't enough to kill him, it wasn't something an ordinary person could endure.
...
The next day, Ryuji and Madam. Minami returned to Chiba.
When they parted ways, Madam. Minami took advantage of Ryuji's 'not paying attention', secretly kissed him, and then ran away in embarrassment.
"A little girl..." Ryuji couldn't help but moan.
After returning home, Ryuji was glad that the house hadn't been destroyed, at least it looked perfectly matched from the outside. Upon entering the house, there was no crackling or fighting sound.
Ryuji secretly regretted that he was worried, it seemed they could still get along.
Ryuji felt that his harem dream was gradually being fulfilled.
"I'm back!"
"Welcome back, Senpai." Mash came to greet him at the entrance, and helped Ryuji prepare sandals.
"Here's the gift." Ryuji handed Mash a package, which contained Tokyo's famous snacks and desserts.
Ryuji had rarely traveled before. After all, he has the Hikikomori attribute. Maybe the villages near Chiba City he visited during his elementary school's spring outing, like the Chiba Village he visited before.
It was a rare trip to Tokyo, even though it was only one short day, Ryuji still brought home a gift.
"Thank You." Mash gladly accepted the gift.
"Speaking of them, they probably didn't fight last night," Ryuji asked.
"You mean Tamamo-san?" Mash replied "Because of the Command Spell, even though there are some conflicts, there is no fighting."
The corners of Ryuji's mouth twitched, were they about to start a fight?
"Then now..." Ryuji's words stopped, because he saw Tamamo in an apron going in and out of the kitchen!
"Um, what are you doing?"
"Master, you come back, you want to eat first, take a bath first, or ~me~"
Seeing Ryuji come home, Tamamo rushed out of the kitchen and said the traditional greeting of a wife to her husband.
She lowered her waist as she spoke, exposing her cleavage.
"I've eaten breakfast, I'm going to take a shower," Ryuji said lightly.
"Oh, so that's a last resort!" Tamamo excitedly starts to undress.
"No!"
Tamamo put her hands on her clothes in frustration, and muttered: "If I knew Master was coming back, I would have put on a naked apron!"
Ryuji changed the subject: "Why do you suddenly want to cook?"
"Hmph." Tamamo snorted proudly, and said, "This is bridal practice! To hold Master's belly firmly!"
Ryuji dripped cold sweat. Indeed, if he ate the food Tamamo made, he might really hole up in his stomach!
Not a day or two for Tamamo to cook, Ryuji is lucky enough to eat a bento full of love from a good wife, but he is saved by doctors for an hour before his life is saved.
This is by no means an exaggeration, as dragon scales, Chimera claws, and eight-linked twin crystals add up to the love bento.
However, Tamamo also used a trick to turn the bento into a delicious one, Ryuji was not on guard.
From then on, Ryuji decided that he would never eat the food Tamamo cooked!
"Leave this kind of thing to me, how can I let my beloved Tamamo cook." Ryuji said with a serious expression on his face
Tamamo was so touched that tears rolled from the corners of her eyes.
"I am very happy to be greatly loved by Master."
"Ha ha ha..." Ryuji smiled awkwardly, and took the kitchen knife from Tamamo's hand.
"It is precisely in response to your love that I must give my all, and must cook the most perfect dish for you!" Tamamo is getting excited!
"This..."
"Or are you just tricking me with what you just said? I'm so sad," Tamamo cried.
Ryuji: "..."
"I'm looking forward to your cooking."
Ah, what did he say, he would definitely die after that!
"Don't worry, leave it to me!" Tamamo patted her chest.
Ryuji looked at Tamamo, who was still excited in the kitchen, and looked at Mash somewhat sadly.
"Mash, let's do it one last time."
"Hah?!!!"
...
Tamamo placed an exquisite and luxurious dish on the table, but Ryuji had learned from the past, never to take it lightly again.
He picked up the cutlery, scooped up a spoonful of golden rice tremblingly, and sent it into his own mouth in a prepared to die manner.