Shimazu Fumitsu also left home and went to a nearby supermarket that was open 24 hours a day to buy some clothes for Qin Han.

"Oh... it's over. He saw the most embarrassing appearance in my life today." While selecting clothes on the shelves, the girl recalled the embarrassment that had vomited Qin Han before, and wanted someone to help her wash away this memory.

"Forget it, the matter has happened anyway, so don't care!" After a long period of confusion, Miss Shimazu finally felt relieved, or rather, gave up treatment.

"In his mind, I'm afraid I don't have the image of a young lady, I'm just a strange woman who always pesters him to compete in the swordsmanship."

Shimazu Fumitsu picked two pairs of shorts and recalled the previous surprise glance: "He has a really good figure, his muscle proportions are well-proportioned, and both speed and explosive power. No wonder he is so strong..."

For more than a year after the time travel, Qin Han insisted on exercising almost every day. In addition to running, he often went to the gym introduced by Nagasawa Kazua to perform strength training.

It seems that because of the blessing of the swordsman's ability, he exercised very well. Now he has a very strong body. The three girls who have had skin-loving relationships with him often stare at his abdominal muscles and mermaid line and drool.

Somehow, Shimazu Fumitsu's face turned red again.

She grabbed a box of men's underwear in panties and left the supermarket.

After returning home, Shimazu Fujitsu stuffed Qin Han the clothes he bought from the supermarket and asked him to take a shower. She herself continued to clean up the remaining stains near the toilet.

After finishing the cleaning work, Shimazu Fumitsu came to the living room, turned on the heating, and sat on the sofa to rest.

"I didn't expect that I wanted to try going out alone to drink, and I went to Chiyoda District. I was drunk, but I also met Qin Han, which made me feel embarrassed... Could it be that the gods told me that I should not continue to live like this kind of otakus? Also, although life is easy and I don't need to consider anything, it really makes no sense. Otherwise, I will find a job tomorrow? Finding a dojo as a teacher is a good choice. Now there are more and more children and foreigners studying kendo, and their salary should be quite good..."

After Qin Han took a shower, Shimazu Fuzuki looked up and down and asked, "How is it? Are the clothes still suitable?"

"Well, the underwear is just a little tight." Qin Han said without much thought.

"I'm not your girlfriend, how could I know your size..." The girl's face turned red again, and she threw down the sentence "I'll take a shower too", and left the living room.

The clothes Qin Han had worn before had been washed, and even if they were dry with heating, they had to wait until tomorrow morning. Wearing a T-shirt and shorts that Shimazu Fumitsu bought for him, it doesn't matter at home with heating on, but if you go out, you'd be dying.

It's early December now.

"It seems like I have to stay here tonight."

Although the combination of elements such as "late midnight", "lone man and widow" and "living together in the same room" can easily remind people of some blushing and heartbeat. However, Qin Han did not have this idea.

Since I got home, I had been struggling for a long time, and Qin Han found that he was actually hungry.

"Or... try to make something to eat? Also, test the new chef's expertise, how effective is it."

Thinking of this, Qin Han came to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator.

Fortunately, although Miss Shimazu lived a life of a dry food girl, the refrigerator was not filled with snacks like Coke chips.

"Chicken breast, carrots, celery, corn... Well, it's time to make chicken porridge." Qin Han quickly made up his mind.

When Qin Han was busy in the kitchen, Shimazu Fumitsu also finished taking a shower and left the bathroom.

Because she remembered the troubles at home tonight and was just drinking, she didn't eat anything. In addition, she vomited once, and now she was empty and croaking.

Just thinking about whether to find something in the refrigerator to fill your stomach or order takeout, Shimazu Fumitsu walked to the living room and suddenly smelled a fresh and sweet fragrance.

"Qin Han, are you in the kitchen?"

"Yes. I'm hungry, so I'll lend you some food in your kitchen. You can also do some things to put in your stomach and sleep more peacefully."

Shimazu Fumitsu came to the kitchen and saw Qin Han standing next to the rice cooker, staring at the timer.

"I didn't expect you to cook." Shimazu Fujitsu took another deep breath, intoxicated by the aroma emitted from the rice cooker.

"I can always do it." Qin Han smiled, "but my level was just a good deal before, and I could only do Chinese cuisine taught by my mother. But recently, I feel that my cooking skills have improved by leaps and bounds."

I got the card with the expertise of the chef master, and it was indeed a leaps and bounds.

"Really? Then I'm going to look forward to your cooking."

"Don't have too high expectations. Wen Yue, you are the young lady who doesn't take it seriously, but you don't have the confidence to satisfy your tongue."

Shimazu Fumitsu smiled and didn't say anything, but just quietly looked at the rice cooker that was spraying steam outward.

"Drip...drip..."

The sudden prompt sound from the rice cooker broke the quiet and slightly ambiguous atmosphere between the two people.

"It's cooked, let me take a look." Qin Han pressed the button with a little nervousness and expectation.

He himself didn't know what the level of cooking was based on his new expertise.

The top cover of the rice cooker was opened, and a fragrance blew into his nose, making Shimazu Fumitsu who was beside him take a deep breath.

"Well, fortunately, it's not like in a certain animation. As soon as the lid is opened, the dishes emit a golden light that blinds human and dog eyes."

"Qin Han, what are you talking about?"

"Ah, nothing."

Shimazu Fuzu no longer talked to Qin Han. She quickly brought a bowl and rice scoop and served a bowl for each of them.

Without taking it to the living room, the two of them stood in the kitchen and tasted it.

"Hu...hu..." Shimazu Fuzu blew away the heat vigorously, then sucked a small sip along the edge of the bowl.

Qin Han, who was watching, saw that she was just smacking her lips intoxication, and did not appear as if she was drugged. He suddenly breathed a sigh of relief when he was so angry that he looked like he was being drugged.

It seems that no matter how powerful the system is, it is impossible to break through the barrier of the dimension and allow the exaggerated effects in anime to appear in reality.

However, the chicken porridge made by Qin Han with his expertise as a "culinary master" was really delicious. After he drank a bowl himself, the rest was solved by Shimazu Fuzu alone.
Chapter completed!