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Kirishima Chiba: This father is over 45 years old, and his son is in his early twenties. Both of them have very solid muscles, and neither of them can compare.

Kirishima Chiba: This child found his father, first beat his father's mistress until she couldn't stand up, then grabbed his father's hair and slammed his head against the wall. After his father fell to the ground, he kicked him, sending his father to the hospital. The police came, but because it was a family matter, and the son insisted that his father had hit him first and that he was just fighting back, and there was no surveillance footage, the police smoothed things over and said that the son should be filial to his father and then left it at that.

Kirishima Chiba: He must have gotten the thrill of revenge. The child wasn't satisfied with just beating him once, so he came to beat him every few days. The father was beaten until he knelt down and begged his son to stop, but the son still wouldn't let him go. He even brought his mother to watch the son beat his father.

Kayako: This child is very patient.

Kirishima Chiba: This isn't a matter of whether or not to tolerate it; the problem lies within this family itself. Believe it or not, Mrs. Kayako, this child would rather have a normal family and a normal father than a father who beats him until he begs for mercy.

Kayako: Yes, a normal family is actually quite rare in many ways.

Kirishima Chiba: Yeah, so Mrs. Kayako, you shouldn't just stay cooped up in the Saeki residence all the time. Why don't you come out with me sometime? I'll take you to some places with really big family problems and tell you some gossip from around here.

Kayako: Um...we don't need to, do we?

Kirishima Chiba: Mrs. Kayako, people need a sense of superiority to survive better. Don't you want to walk down the street and see wives whose family lives are not going well, or listen to other wives complaining about their husbands cheating on them and their husbands becoming indifferent to them while drinking tea in a coffee shop?

Kirishima Chiba: By the way, Mrs. Kayako, have you watched a TV series recently? The herbivore male lead in it tells his wife, whom he hasn't had relations with in three years, that Meiyu's desires are too strong, and it's better not to force these things.

Kayako laughed out loud.

She forgot the name of the TV series, but she felt that the screenwriter must have something wrong with his brain. He hadn't done it for three years, and the wife couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to have a baby with her husband, but she was criticized for having too strong a desire.

If Saeki Takeo doesn't do it for three days, Kayako won't be able to hold out any longer, so she'll drug him to make him conceive.

Kirishima Chiba sent another message.

Kirishima Chiba: Since you have something that others don't, why are you unwilling to show it to others and let them be jealous of you?

Kirishima Chiba: Mrs. Kayako, do you know why you go for a run every morning?

Kayako: Isn't morning running good exercise?

Kirishima Chiba: No, it's because it's the work week, and many office workers are out at work. I came out to show them my great physique, to let them know how much better my body is than their wives who have become out of shape from eating.

Chiba Kirishima: I also run in the afternoon. That's when the wives come out. I like to run in a tight-fitting outfit, sweating, amidst a sea of ​​envious and hateful gazes.

Kayako: "Σ(゜ロ゜;)"

Although she had already sensed it, Kayako still felt that this Kirishima coach was really having a good time after hearing it now.

Kirishima Chiba's husband must have been very happy when he was alive, after all, Kirishima Chiba was a vibrant and fun-loving woman.

Kirishima Chiba: So, from now on, when I hold a housewife tea party, will you join us, Mrs. Kayako?

Kayako paused for a moment before responding.

Kayako: No, I... my happiness doesn't need comparison.

Kirishima Chiba: I've really noticed that you, Kayako-san, have been avoiding social interaction. I've tried so hard to pull you out of this situation, but you're still unwilling to interact with more people.

Kayako: I only need a few people in my life.

Besides her husband and children, is there anything else she needs?

Kayako felt no. She was just a wife, a woman. As long as Takeo Saeki loved her and Toshio Saeki grew up, Kayako felt she had the whole world.

As for those who constantly watch others make fools of themselves and laugh at their miserable lives, they probably haven't received enough satisfaction from their families, which leads them to seek fulfillment outside their own lives.

Of course, Kayako wouldn't dare say these things to Kirishima Chiba, since Kirishima Chiba's husband was really dead, and she was the only one left in her family, so it was perfectly normal for her to seek fulfillment elsewhere.

Kirishima Chiba is not responding for the time being.

The soup in the kitchen was ready to simmer, so Kayako went to the kitchen, tasted the soup she had made, and then started simmering it again.

An hour later, the front door opened again, and Kayako's reassuring voice came in.

"Kayako, I'm back."

Kayako excitedly came out of the living room, walked up to Saeki Takeo, and helped her husband take off his coat.

At this moment, Takeo Saeki looked up, sniffed, and said with some delight.

"This smells...so good."

The first floor of the Saeki residence was filled with a rich aroma of animal fat. This aroma was natural and mellow, and compared to the technological and grueling food that Saeki Takeo often ate, it had a reassuring smell.

Kayako said shyly.

"I made a soup, not a quick soup, but one that took a lot of time to make, so of course it tastes very good."

Takeo Saeki was generous with his praise.

"Kayako, you are truly outstanding. I often eat at izakayas for lunch, but there are very few places that can compare to yours."

Kayako's eyes lit up.

"Those izakayas are over there! I'm going to go and learn their techniques!"

Kayako isn't bragging, but she can guarantee that with her current skills and experience, she can tell the process and how a dish made in an izakaya just by tasting it.

Even if you can't taste the difference, Kayako can still replicate a similar flavor.

Kayako will do her best to create this beautiful thing, as long as Takeo Saeki likes it.

Saeki Takeo smiled faintly.

"Kayako, you're taking this too seriously. Besides, the place I'm eating at is quite far away. I don't want such a charming girl like you to get on the bus or subway. I'm afraid those perverts will target you."

Kayako felt a warm feeling in her heart.

"It's nothing. I'm not one of those students. What if some pervert dares to touch me?"

Kayako almost said dismemberment, but since it was time to eat, she thought mentioning dismemberment might make her lose her appetite, so she changed her mind.

“I will fight back. I’ve been training a lot lately, and my physical fitness has improved a lot.”

Takeo Saeki walked to the hallway outside the living room.

"Then I'll take you there for a meal when I have time this weekend."

Takeo Saeki licked his lips.

"I'll pretend to be a pervert then."

Kayako blushed and said again.

"How about we do a rehearsal now?"

Kayako walked up to Takeo Saeki and placed his hand on her body, her eyes filled with seductive allure.

"Exercising before meals can help improve your appetite, Mr. Pervert."