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"By the way, Erina-sama, the elimination round is almost here. Aren’t you going to prepare the dishes you’ll need?" Hisako Arato asked from the side.

"Dishes for the elimination round." Erina fell into a strange state of contemplation. Though it might sound arrogant, at this level of competition, Renz could probably make anything and still pass easily.

"I’ll just pick a signature dish when the time comes," Renz said after some thought.

A gentle pattering sound suddenly echoed from outside the window, interrupting their conversation. It was raining.

"Go quickly and bring in the clothes!" Erina urged, looking outside.

Renz immediately stood up and, without hesitation, went to the balcony to retrieve the underwear and underpants that had been drying for the past few days. Hisako Arato ’s gaze shifted from deep to thoughtful.

"Erina-sama, your intimate apparel, letting a boy just

touch them like that, is it really... not even a little bit... not even a tiny bit of a problem?" Hisako Arato ’s inner voice roared again as she looked at the retrieved clothes.

Damn it. I’m already used to seeing them, what shame is there left?

Renz was dumbfounded. Even clothes and pants are thrown into the washing machine together!

"Uh, we’ve already planned when to get married, so washing clothes and pants together is normal, right?"

Erina thought for a long time but couldn’t come up with a good reason. In the end, she could only use marriage as a screen. The Old Man already knew about their relationship and would certainly use his connections to investigate Renz’s background and information.

So, Erina felt that the Old Man probably already knew about their marriage plans, and he had been probing recently.

So, there was no need to pretend anymore. Erina chose to lay her cards on the table. Sometimes, the determination to be together still needed to be spoken aloud.

Since it might already be exposed, there was no need to hide anymore. Whatever she decided, let alone Hisako, even if her grandfather came, Erina wouldn’t change her mind.

"Aren’t... aren’t you just dating?" Hisako Arato went into a stunned state again upon hearing this news. "It’s already fast-forwarded to planning marriage?"

Erina winked at Renz, signaling it was his turn to speak.

"Erina is a truly wonderful girl. I feel that if I missed such a good woman, I might never have the chance to marry such an excellent wife in my life. If Erina agrees to my proposal, we can sign the papers right now," Renz said, reaching out to embrace Erina’s neck. Actually, we already signed them. Didn’t want to shock you too much, so I didn’t say anything.

"Then... then when you two... do that, please remember to use protection!" Hisako Arato ’s pretty face instantly turned crimson. "Remember to use that box of condoms on the table!"

The Director-General had called Hisako Arato earlier, telling her to keep an eye on Erina and Renz, to prevent them from getting carried away and ending up in bed. But the problem was, if they really did end up in bed, could Hisako Arato stop them? Clearly, she couldn’t.

Having followed the Erina-sama for so many years, from her experience as an attendant, the Erina-sama’s decisions were usually unchangeable. If something like that were to happen, Hisako Arato was certain she couldn’t stop it. So, she could only settle for the next best thing: help the Erina-sama guard the door. As long as they didn’t end up with a child, the Director-General probably wouldn’t know what happened between Erina and Renz.

Renz and Erina thought they were the seasoned ones, having already "rolled the sheets" and having four children. Their practical experience and theoretical knowledge were quite extensive. But they hadn’t expected there was another veteran here. Such bold words coming from Hisako’s mouth genuinely startled Erina. "Hisako, you’re acting strange. Why are you thinking so far ahead?"

"You’re already living together, and emotionally, I can tell from the details that your relationship is quite good," Hisako Arato was now more convinced of her own thoughts. First, there was the handling of clothes on the balcony.

If any other man were to handle those clothes, would the Erina-sama not get angry? With Renz handling them like this, even touching her intimate apparel, the Erina-sama simply acted as if she didn’t see anything, and calmly let him put them away. Looking at Renz, it didn’t seem like this was the first time he had done this; perhaps even these intimate items were washed by Renz. Not to mention, when they first came in to drink tea, Renz first poured tea for Erina, then considered Hisako Arato . Even when playing games, the two of them not only flirted but also exchanged glances.

Hisako Arato had something in her heart that she wanted to say but didn’t dare to. If Renz were to propose them performing the adult ritual together, would the Erina-sama really refuse? If she couldn’t refuse, then they should at least use proper protection, damn it. She didn’t want to be called "Aunt Hisako" at a young age; just thinking about it was quite distressing.

"Actually, I’m still a virgin," Erina said, tossing her hair.

In the past, such topics would have been embarrassing and shameful for Erina, but now, they were child’s play.

"Hisako, you don’t have to worry about such things."

Hisako Arato retorted, "Don’t talk like that! You’re making me sound like a victim! You don’t need to explain and emphasize that you’re a virgin to me!"

"Relax, relax. Do you think I’d entrust such a precious thing to a box of condoms?" Erina was now also a veteran, speaking with a certain flow, even incorporating logical arguments.

"Stop it! Don’t talk about that. As a virgin, I’m getting a little flustered," Renz said helplessly from the side. "Also, Erina, have you no shame? Show a little respect for a man, okay?"

The two exchanged a secretive smile. Indeed, in this timeline, they were undoubtedly physiological virgins, but in terms of mindset and intention, they had long since ceased to be. They were seasoned veterans.

"Bring the crooked conversation back to the competition! Erina, tell us what dish you’ll use for the elimination round. I remember that this part of the elimination round is the only time family and friends can participate," Renz said, pouting. Renz hadn’t decided what dish to use for the competition. If he wanted to make a big impression, food sculpting dishes would be a good choice.

They were a visual knockout, and if meticulously crafted, they might even advance to the next round based solely on their appearance, without needing to be tasted. After all, there were quite a few spots in the elimination round, and a dish with extreme aesthetic appeal had a chance to pass one round.

"Haven’t decided. We can make too many dishes!" Erina said, distressed. Sometimes, knowing too many dishes was also a problem. Because they couldn’t think of what type of dish to bring to the battle. They felt that, given their combined strength, any dish they brought would be a strong contender. They were even proficient in all the imperial dishes of the Manchu Han Imperial Feast.

Hisako Arato internally coughed up a mouthful of old blood. Is this what a top culinary student is like? Not being able to decide what appropriate dish to bring to the competition because the exam questions are too simple and broad. This was just too fierce.

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