"Yummy!"
Tatsuo and the tanuki enjoyed their food thoroughly, especially the one grilled by Nifuji.
Delicious.
This was a skill that was rewarded to Rui before, which gave him the ability to make all foods more delicious.
Nifuji called this ability an automatic MSG.
His cooking skill was okay; it didn't reach the professional level, as he didn't learn to cook with the same dedication as those chefs, who gave their lives to perfect their craftsmanship, but he knew well that in terms of the deliciousness of the dishes, they wouldn't compare to his, as he had a secret.
"I am sorry, Hirotaka."
Yet, unlike Tatsuo and the tanuki, who ate with all of their might, Fuji quickly stopped to eat and then looked at him, embarrassed, as she knew that she had left all the cooking job to him.
"I-I will do the grilling. Also, Dad! Stop eating so much!"
"I-I am sorry!"
"You, too."
'I am sorry.'
As Tatsuo and the tanuki made an apology, Nifuji smiled as he ate the grilled meat that was cooked by Fuji, but he had to say it wasn't as delicious as his.
'But I can activate my ability on her cooking.'
Still, as he was in the phase of testing his ability, Tatsuo and the tanuki, who tasted Fuji's cooking, were silent.
No, for them, the meat was delicious, as the taste of the high-quality cuts of lamb grilled over charcoal (shichirin) was just exquisite, but somehow... somehow... something was lacking.
Fuji also knew that, as she had tasted Nifuji's cooking, she looked at hers for a moment, then asked shyly, "H-Hirotaka, c-can you grill some of the meat?"
"Okay."
Nifuji grilled the meat, then placed it on their plates, which they tasted, then sighed, thinking that his cooking skill was just divine.
No, it was just the MSG and the system, but he wouldn't say it.
Yet, without a doubt, even if the situation was kind of weird, they enjoyed the food, and frankly, they also enjoyed the talk.
While in the beginning, it was kind of awkward, considering Tatsuo was Fuji's father, he was quite nice, especially when Nifuji touched on the subject that Tatsuo liked, such as sweets and foods.
Or rather, they bonded over the food, as Tatsuo was on the slightly heavy side, which meant he ate a lot, and Fuji was worried about it from time to time.
Still, while Tatsuo wanted to stay for a little longer, he decided to leave, as he knew that he might be bothering them. He was young once, so he knew that when one had fallen, it was impossible to be stopped, so he might as well try to leave the two alone, and more importantly, he felt like Nifuji was a respectable man, and also responsible, especially when he saw Nifuji stand up, making an excuse that he would go to the toilet, but the truth, Nifuji paid for all the food.
This subtle care, Tatsuo also understood somehow why his daughter, who had been single for so many years, would decide to be with Nifuji.
However, while he enjoyed the time he had with everyone, he knew that he had to leave, or else, he would interrupt their time together, right?
"Thank you, Hirotaka-kun. I am sorry for bothering you two. I will go back now."
"Eh?" Nifuji was surprised. "Are you sure? We might go get a dessert, you know?"
"Eh?!" Tatsuo was startled, then his mouth started to drool. "A dessert?"
Now, it is different!
However, when Tatsuo was about to agree, Fuji said in a calm voice, "Dad, do you want to go to the hospital and trouble Mom?"
"...." Tatsuoa.
He hesitated for a moment, then looked at his bulging belly, before he let out a helpless sigh. "I-I will go home now."
Yup, he had eaten too much, and more than this, it was dangerous.
"Be careful." Fuji was helpless, but she still reminded her father to be careful.
"Yeah, you two. Enjoy your time. Sorry for bothering you two."
Even Tatsuo knew that he was quite troublesome and bothered the two, so somehow, he apologized. Frankly, he had no need to, but probably, it was his personality, and despite how he looked, he was extremely gentle.
"No, it's fine, Uncle. Please don't worry."
Yet, inwardly, Nifuji wondered whether he should move out to a different house. Yes, his house on Shoto might still be in the renovation period, and it would take one year or more to be completed, but he could buy another place, such as an apartment, where he could spend his days without worry with his women.
Or rather, unlike the normal harem, where everyone could gather together, living together, he knew that it was better for everyone to part ways, especially when he wasn't even sure whether they could accept his relationship with others.
No, they could, but he had to be subtle and couldn't be direct.
If he had to be honest, he believed that he could tell all of his women that he wanted to have a harem, and he wanted them to be together, but... while he knew that they would accept, what would they think inside their hearts?
Even Nifuji knew that they might kill their hearts, but then again, he knew that even if he wasn't the best man out there, and even a scumbag, as he had been sleeping with many women, he knew that instead of controlling himself, considering how impossible it was, it was better for him to manage control, by making them comfortable, at least, when their parents appeared, he wouldn't cause them trouble, just think how they would imagine when their parents knew that they were part of the harem?
The women might be okay, but the women's parents?
Regardless, as Tatsuo left, it was only Nifuji, Fuji, and the tanuki.
"So..."
Fuji looked at Nifuji for a moment, then looked at the hand that held her. They had been holding hands, and while she was shy and wasn't used to it in the beginning, as time passed, it was comfortable, and she was the one who held him tighter.
Holding hands.
Fuji even wondered why this act gave her this feeling, especially when they had done something more perverted.
"Should we get a dessert?" Nifuji asked as he held the tanuki on his arm.
"...you still want to eat?"
"For tonight."
"...okay, then."
Unlike her father, Nifuji was quite well-built, so Fuji felt that it was fine.
Still, should she eat it?
After all, she wasn't that young anymore, and if she grew fatter because of eating—
"Let's go."
"Yes."
When Nifuji pulled her, Fuji could only obediently follow him as she sighed inwardly. "What are we going to get?"
Nifuji was in deep thought, thinking of the famous sweets in the area. "Er... ohagi?"
"Hm... that's kind of nice. Let's get a tea, too."
"Sure."
Yup, for now, this is enough.