The Azure Sea is not a warrior with ripped clothes.

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"That's not to be expected..."

Halfway through his sentence, Kohei Imamura suddenly widened his eyes in realization and immediately changed his words.

"Actually, it wouldn't be bad if Yu tidied up first, let the smell dissipate, and then I came back tomorrow..."

"Nothing like what you're imagining will happen! Please show more respect for public areas!"

Seeing Kohei's cheeks flush with embarrassment, Miyazawa Yu slowly raised his fist with trembling hands, seriously considering whether to use physical means to beat him to his knees.

This guy, whose head is full of yellow waste, probably wouldn't even be worth three yuan for ten kilograms at a recycling station!

"Oh ho ho, you guys are up early!"

"Tokita-senpai, Kotobuki-senpai? What brings you here so early today?"

"Uncle Toshio said he needed help watching the shop, so we all came..."

Shinji Tokita placed the plastic bag on the coffee table, then pulled out three rows of beer and nine bottles of soda from it, before giving a thumbs-up and flashing a reliable smile.

"That means as long as we leave a few people to entertain the guests, we can party all day long!"

"Starting from this morning?!"

As more and more seniors appeared, Miyazawa Yu was enveloped by greedy eyes. Cold sweat instantly slid down his forehead, and his eyelids twitched. A bad premonition welled up in his heart.

"You guys ate breakfast before you came, right?"

"Absolutely not!"

"Arigato na! Yo!"

"Don't come to GrandBlue so often to freeload!"

He wished he could just ram himself against the stove and knock himself out. Faced with an endless stream of gluttons, even if Miyazawa Yu had eight hands, he still couldn't satisfy these guys' huge stomachs!

Seeing this, Kitahara Iori, who had just finished chewing her pancake, raised her hand and suggested, "In that case, I can help too!"

"Sigh, Iori's pancakes are good, but Yu's are still the best!"

"Well, it's the thought that counts, so I'll reluctantly accept it..."

"Yosh! Let's play rock-paper-scissors to decide who can't drink and stays to serve customers today! Three, two, one! OutSafe, rock, paper, scissors!!!"

"..."

Looking at her seniors who were engrossed in playing rock-paper-scissors with a displeased expression, Kitahara Iori turned to Kotegawa Nanaka and asked expressionlessly, "Nanaka-neechan, I remember we have some laxatives at home, right?"

"Yes, yes..."

Tilting her head in embarrassment, Nanaka Kotegawa waved her hand and advised, "But Iori, you can't put this kind of thing in pancakes!"

"Why?! Those seniors went too far! They actually said my pancakes weren't as good as Yu's..."

"That's a very fair assessment! Sit down, Iori! You look terrible!"

"Kouhei, are you looking for death?"

Grabbing Kohei by the collar, Kitahara Iori stared at him with terrifying eyes, seemingly wanting to blow his head off with a mental attack.

However, Kohei Imamura was no pushover either; he broke free of his restraints and simultaneously locked Iori's throat in his hand.

"Huh? You think Iori can take me down? You're too green!"

“Private Marseille!”

Just as the Pab duo were about to start their usual bickering, a deliveryman pushed open the door of Grand Blue's store, nipping the fight in the bud.

"Mr. Kitahara Iori, please sign for your express delivery!"

"coming!"

"Iori's package?"

As she watched Iori run off to sign for the package, looking confused, Kotegawa Chisa sighed, got up, walked to the counter, and put on an apron.

"Hmm, Chisa? I'm fine on my own. It'll just be good for you seniors to stay hungry a little longer."

"Yu actually has such wicked thoughts?"

Slightly bending down, her crescent-shaped eyes glancing at Yuu's smiling face, Kotegawa Chisa teased lightly, "Then I'll have to expose you to the seniors~"

"Haha, it's best not to, otherwise I'll be forced to drink alcohol like a puff pastry by my seniors..."

After skillfully spreading out the pancakes, Miyazawa Yu called out loudly to his senior to get the food, then put down the spatula and looked at the chaotic drinking party to take a short break.

It feels so good to be needed, valued, and to be part of the group!

Even if I'm doing manual labor, just seeing the monkey show performed by my seniors makes it all worthwhile. That's probably what they call complementarity...

"Nani!!!"

Of course, this is all on the premise that there isn't someone like Iori ruining the atmosphere!

"What are you yelling about! You jerk, Iori! You've interrupted our romantic scene!"

"Go to hell, Yu! My Yimo Duo sent me a letter! What am I going to do?!"

"Huh? One more?"

Kohei Imamura paused slightly while chewing the pancake, then abruptly turned to Iori, shaking his head with a pitiful look in his eyes. "Ah, it's a fantasy friend, right? I understand, I understand!"

"No! It's a real, flesh-and-blood character!"

"Oh, that's how it is..."

Lowering his head, Kohei Imamura placed his hand on Iori's shoulder and stared at him with the eyes of a zombie looking at a living person, making a crunching sound as he chewed on the fork in his mouth.

You'd better think it through before you answer!

"...I, I didn't..."

"It's a girl named Xiao Shi, she's very cute!"

Adding insult to injury, Chisa Kotegawa touched her lips and recalled, "Judging by age, you should be in your third year of middle school now, right?"

"Third year of middle school, that's about the same age as my sister, Iori is so lucky."

With a smirk that seemed to disregard human life or death, Miyazawa Yu maliciously guessed loudly, "You've been keeping it all hidden all this time, you must have a very good relationship, right?"

"They have a very good relationship?!"

The black aura instantly intensified, and Kohei Imamura tilted his head, making a cracking sound. The veins on his hands bulged, clearly indicating that he was about to strangle the latter.

"Not only that, after being apart for so long, she must have missed Onii-chan terribly. When she sees him again, she'll jump up and hug him, shouting 'Welcome back, Onii-chan!'"

"Hahaha! Then let Iori never hear those words again!"

With a snap, the fork was completely bitten off, and the life-or-death battle with no winners had begun! The two sides in the battle were Kitahara Iori and Imamura Kohei!

One of them has a physical advantage, but the other is clearly in a berserk state. It's really hard to say who will win!

"Yu, you're so mean..."

"It's just a necessary measure to reduce household expenses, and I believe they will understand!"

Nodding in satisfaction, Miyazawa Yu had already figured it out. If Iori and Kohei could just fight back tonight, he could cook one less meal – what a bargain!

He bent down to grab some cabbage to continue feeding the gluttons in Pab's department, but this time he reached for nothing.

Looking down, the basket under the stove where vegetables used to be stored was completely empty.

"Have we run out of ingredients?"

Peeking out from behind Miyazawa Yu, Kotegawa Chisa remembered that just a few days ago the former had bought a whole basket of cabbages. How come they've been used up so quickly!

"Hmm, looks like we'll have to order another batch. Vegetable prices in Japan have gone up quite a bit these past few months..."

With a troubled expression, Yuu showed his phone to Chisa, explaining that what Miyazawa Yu had just said about saving money was not an exaggeration.

Because of the persistently high summer temperatures in Japan these past few months, vegetable prices have been soaring with no sign of abating, compounded by various tax issues...

In short, we must find suppliers that are fast, efficient, and cost-effective!

"What's wrong? Having a headache over the cabbage?"

Stepping out of the inner room, Toshio Kotegawa's life had become much more comfortable since Yu arrived, and he even seemed to be completely relinquishing power and entering retirement.

However, young people are young after all, and there are many things they can't handle. When the time comes, it will be time for an old man like him to step in!

"Uncle Toshio! Yes, the prices in state-run supermarkets have been rising, so I'm going to go to the wholesale market to see if I can get a small amount of wholesale goods."

"I knew it... You've really gone to a lot of trouble."

"Where there!"

Having gained his father-in-law's approval, Miyazawa Yu touched the back of his head shyly, a blush rising on his face. He looked quite pleased with himself.

Seeing this, Toshio Kotegawa didn't mince words and directly changed the subject, asking, "But we don't need the wholesale market. Do you still remember Uncle Kenji?"

"It must be Mr. Fukukage who often delivers fish, of course I remember!"

After a moment's recollection, Miyazawa Yu remembered the incredibly kind old man. She nodded, indicating she certainly hadn't forgotten him, considering she'd eaten quite a bit of free sashimi from him…

“That’s right. Mr. Kenji’s family not only owns fishing boats, but also runs a vegetable garden. However, since Fukukage’s youngest son went to work in Tokyo, no one has been helping to manage it.”

Seeing his old partner's stubbornness and frustration, Deng Zhifu shook his head and explained, "Even so, he still refuses to give up that piece of land, but the work can be done slowly, and the harvest can't be delayed in this hot weather!"

"I see. So you want us to help you?"

"That's right! How about it?"

"Of course I'll go! And if it's a private transaction between neighbors..."

Slamming her apron on the table, Miyazawa Yu muttered under her breath, her expression sinister: "Not under the association's control, it's practically a cheap, directly operated store!"

"Directly operated stores?"

Not understanding what Yu was doing, Kotegawa Chisa only felt that the former's aura was terrifying! So she turned to her father for an explanation.

"The so-called direct-sale stores are just stalls opened by farmers themselves. There is no unified random inspection, so the prices are cheaper, but the quality is not guaranteed."

Holding up a finger, Toshio Kotegawa gave a reliable smile.

"However, if it's a trusted acquaintance or neighbor, it's a perfect deal that benefits everyone!"

"I see. Then I'll go help too..."

Since it's a matter for the shop, Chisa Kotegawa certainly doesn't want to be left out!

As for Iori, he's struggling with how to explain things to Ichimoku, and it's unlikely he'll be able to write a reply today.

There was no way around it; after all, his university life consisted entirely of being involved with pornography and drinking, and neither of those things seemed like something he could write to his sister.

"Since that's the case, then I will..."

"Let's skip Kohei and Chisa, it's too much trouble for them to entertain too many people!"

Kohei was about to say he could help, but was interrupted by Hamaoka Azusa, who had just arrived, "Nanaka and I can go with Yu, right, Yu?"

"Yeah, you guys better behave yourselves in this movie theater, or I'll have to install more security cameras!"

He poked his eyes with two fingers, then pointed to Iori and Kohei, who were the most suspicious. Miyazawa Yu changed into his outdoor clothes and jogged off to accompany his father-in-law to the car.

Cheap vegetables! I'm here!

Chapter 213 Unscrupulous Uncle! He has no sense of martial ethics!

In summer, the sound of cicadas and a handsome young man create a beautiful picture, if only his expression could remain calm.

Gazing at the vast cabbage field before him, Miyazawa Yu lifted his chin and fell into deep thought.

Now he has reason to suspect that Uncle Fujing must have played in Stardew Valley, otherwise there is no way to explain how a person could take care of such a large vegetable garden while still having the energy to go out to sea to fish!

"Uncle Toshio, does Uncle Fukage really need our help?"

Looking at Toshio Kotegawa, who had just parked his car, Yu Miyazawa asked suspiciously in a low voice, "Could it be that they secretly support us because they feel sorry for us having so many gluttons?"

"Of course not! You reap what you sow; that's the life lesson I learned from the vegetable garden!"

"Hey! Uncle Fujing, are you in good health!"

"Hmm, it's been a long time since I've seen the Kotegawa kid. He's disappeared like my youngest son since the holidays started!"

Completely oblivious to the fact that he might suddenly appear behind someone and startle them, Kenji Fukukage laughed and patted Yu Miyazawa on the shoulder.

The muscles on his dark arms were clearly defined, just like Toshio Kotegawa, both of whom were of advanced age but whose muscle mass was in no way inferior.

"Are you ready? We won't be leaving until this entire area is finished! Be prepared to stay overnight today!"