Opening his eyes, Karun felt very comfortable and refreshed.

He turned his head to look at the clock on the wall, it was ten thirty.

He had slept three hours later than his usual wake-up time, but considering the extremely rich night life he had yesterday, the extra three hours of sleep felt normal.

He got up, and Lunte's bed had been empty for a long time, with the quilt neatly folded.

He entered the bathroom, brushed his teeth, washed his face;

Unconsciously, when he looked at his face in the mirror again, the feeling of unfamiliarity from earlier had completely disappeared. The young and handsome face in the mirror seemed to belong to him originally.

As if in his subconscious mind, he had already regarded this home and everyone in it as his own family.

He walked out of the bathroom and went from the third floor to the second floor;

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Aunt Mary was bent over wiping the dining table. Today, she was wearing a peach-colored skirt, outlining her extremely beautiful curves, just the right amount of plumpness without any excess, emitting the mature taste unique to women of this age;

The morning sun shone through the windowsill on the second floor, falling on her, as if covering her with a halo-like thin blanket, like a delicate and durable oil painting painted by a painter.

Karun stood on the stairs, his hands resting on the handrail, and he couldn't help but feel a little fascinated, subconsciously showing a smile.

Aunt Mary seemed to sense someone behind her, turned around, and saw her nephew standing on the stairs;

Wearing a white shirt, with a few unbuttoned buttons on the collar, revealing a little bit of white chest, the collar that was casually turned out seemed to have been carefully designed by a designer, and the slightly damp hair was stuck to his ear.

Especially the smile on the corner of his mouth was pure.

Not all gazes are malicious, and not all smiles are vulgar. Appreciating beautiful things is a human nature.

Just like a man looking at a beautiful girl, moral constraints and self-discipline will not make you have other thoughts, just purely feel the physical and mental pleasure brought by the beautiful person, scenery, and atmosphere in front of you.

Aunt Mary had a similar view of Karun;

After inheriting the excellent genes of the Inmorales family, Karun's appearance had become cheerful and calm during this period of time, giving people the feeling of a warm boy next door;

Who wouldn't like this appearance and temperament?

"I woke up late, Aunt Mary."

"What do you want to eat?" Aunt Mary asked.

"I'll just eat something by myself."It's an awkward time, too late for breakfast and too early for lunch.

Karun walked into the kitchen and boiled some water in the pot.

Then he took out two eggs, cracked them into a bowl, added a pinch of salt and sugar, and began to stir.

After stirring, the water in the pot boiled.

Karun sliced some green onions that were already prepared on the cutting board and put them in a ladle. Then he used a spoon to scoop boiling water and poured it around the edge of the bowl with the egg mixture. It was done.

"Where's Uncle?"

Karun asked while drinking.

"He had a welfare appointment today. After finishing in the morning, Paul drove him away. Your uncle sat in Paul's car and went to his crematorium."

"Oh."

Karun carried the bowl to the dining table.

The headline of the Roja Daily was still summarizing the protest a few days ago and fiercely criticizing the former mayor. The newspaper was printed last night and could not be changed this morning.

However, everything will change today. Even without discussing the others, just the disappearance of Fude is enough to throw a huge stone in this mayoral election. Whether the impact is beneficial or harmful to the former mayor is hard to say.

Maybe a hat of persecuting political opponents with special means will be put on the former mayor. But Karun cannot control this, and he is not particularly interested in sorting out the whole thing from beginning to end.

It's too tiring.

"Karun, Mina's teacher called and said she would come for a home visit today," Aunt Mary said, "She'll be here for lunch."

"Oh?" Karun was surprised. Isn't a home visit usually scheduled after school or during holidays when the student is at home?

Mina is still in school, but the teacher is visiting by herself?

And it's scheduled during lunchtime.

After all, guests usually avoid lunch and dinner time to prevent awkwardness.

"So that's why Auntie is dressed so beautifully today," Karun said with a smile.

"I have something to do later, so can you please receive Mina's teacher at lunchtime?"

"Hmm?"

Mina's academic performance is excellent, and she is also the class monitor. The parents' meeting or home visit of an excellent student's parents is often a "time to enjoy." Moreover, what is more important than children's education?

Although he dropped out of school, the Yimolais family tradition values education very much.

So...

"A female teacher?"

"Yes, Teacher Eunice, Mina's math teacher."

"Auntie."

"Hmm?""I'm only sixteen, or to be precise, not even sixteen yet, and you want to arrange a blind date for me?"

"No, no, well, actually, Miss Eunice is only nineteen."

Fortunately, Aunt Mary didn't know about the "golden brick" joke, otherwise she would have added, "A woman in her thirties holding a golden brick."

Karun tapped his forehead lightly and retrieved the memories of the previous "Karun."

Why is the age of adulthood in Rulan customs "fifteen"? Because in the social atmosphere, after turning fifteen, if you are not going to school or continuing your education, you can basically start preparing for marriage.

Rulan's tradition is...early marriage and early pregnancy.

That's why Mina and Lunt are so old, but Aunt Mary still doesn't look old, because she had her children early.

"Can I refuse, Aunt?"

"No, you can't, because it's impolite."

"Okay, can I change my clothes later?"

"No need to change, you look good as you are now. When you meet each other, it's best to present your most natural side, right?"

Aunt Mary was confident in her nephew's "appearance."

Karun still had doubts, "Does Grandpa know?"

"It was Grandpa's order, asking me and your aunt to arrange it for you."

Karun blinked, lowered his head, and continued to drink his egg soup.

"After the body was taken out for burial this morning, the staff at home all took a break. Grandpa is at the church for lunch, and your aunt and I are not at home either. So, you have to prepare lunch with Miss Eunice yourself, understand?"

"Okay."

Aunt Mary leaned forward and lifted Karun's bangs with her hand, then clenched her fist and encouraged him, "Miss Eunice is very beautiful, she's from Wein, and she seems to come from a noble family. Her temperament is also impeccable, but I believe in you."

Use your exquisite cooking skills and handsome appearance to conquer her!

Karun sighed and said, "Miss Eunice is nineteen years old and already a teacher. I dropped out of high school at sixteen. I think she will see me as a little kid when she meets me. I even think she will call me...little brother."

Aunt Mary laughed, "Which woman can resist a little pony?"

In Rulan slang, a little pony is similar in meaning to Karun's understanding of a "little puppy."

"Besides, you don't give people the impression that you're young at all, especially after you recovered from your illness," Aunt Mary said."Anyway, you have to work hard!"

"Okay, I'll do my best."

After all, this was Grandpa's mission.

Aunt Mary left with her bag.

After finishing his "breakfast," Karun walked downstairs and came to the yard.

Today was a good day, with bright sunshine. The winter sun always gave people a different sense of comfort.

"Hi, young master."

Alfred's voice came from the east. He was climbing over the fence between the Inmores' and Mr. Mark's houses.

"Young master, Mrs. Mark invited me for coffee and to taste her freshly made apple pie."

Karun looked at Alfred and said, "Luckily, Mr. Mark is not at home, otherwise you would be in danger."

"No, Mr. Mark is at home. He is even more enthusiastic about me than Mrs. Mark."

"Well, then you are in even more danger."

"Young master, Lady Molly praised the spring rolls from last night and asked me to express her sincere gratitude to you."

"Did she really eat them?"

"Well, after all, she doesn't spit out her clothes even when she eats people."

"That's true."

"By the way, Lady said that all our staff are off today."

"Then why are you still here?"

"I wanted to ask if you need any arrangements, such as flowers, balloons, candles, or even pendant rings."

Saying that, Alfred pointed to the limited edition Suntland parked at the door.

"Young master, I have everything ready."

"Did you order the wedding dress?"

"Not yet, but if you need it, I can send it this afternoon."

"You really have nothing to do."

"Yes, because I am always thinking about how to serve you in my heart. Actually, I am also curious about what the math teacher looks like. She may not know what great opportunity she will face today."

"The more you say, the more absurd it sounds."

"The opportunity to be on the mural is not something that everyone can have."

"I have nothing to do today, Alfred. You can rest, for example, go to your radio station to familiarize yourself with your lines for tonight."

"I have already prepared for that. The script for tonight's 'Roja Storytelling' is about the story of dishes. Your cooking skills have opened the door to a new world for me. I am going to make a series program about your cooking skills. Let's start with something simple, like... cold dishes."

"Then why don't you go and get busy?""Okay, sir." Alfred took out the car keys. "Do you want to keep the car for your use? It's very romantic to drive around with a beautiful lady. The degree of romance is proportional to the price of the car."

"I don't need it."

"Yes, great sir. You don't need these cumbersome things to create an atmosphere. I'm just being vulgar."

After Alfred bowed, he got into his Suntland and left.

Karun sighed and turned to go back to the house. He saw Mrs. Mark standing in the neighboring flower garden, watching Alfred drive away. Then, on the steps behind Mrs. Mark, Mr. Mark was standing, also watching Alfred's departing figure.

In fact, if you ignore Alfred's attitude of being a lapdog, you really can't deny this guy's charm. Especially last night when he gestured to answer the phone, that deep and elegant voice exclusive to male radio hosts.

Karun imitated Alfred's appearance and said, "Welcome to Roja's Story Club. I am the host, Karun Inmoleis."

"Hehe."

After he finished imitating, Karun laughed and walked back to the living room. He brewed himself a cup of tea and sat on the sofa, picking up the coffin list and flipping through it.

In his previous life, when he had just earned money and was preparing to buy a house, he liked to browse through real estate information everywhere. Whenever he had free time, he would browse and couldn't stop.

In this life, he developed a habit of flipping through coffins. After all, in terms of cost-effectiveness, coffins seemed to be much better than houses.

As he was about to take a sip of tea, Puerh suddenly appeared on top of his head.

"A beautiful lady is about to come to your house for lunch, and you, who are good at cooking, are wasting time flipping through coffin catalogs here. So, have you made progress so fast that you are already choosing the style of the coffin to be buried with her?"

"Why do I feel a hint of sourness in your tone?"

"Oh? Me? Ridiculous! Do you know how big I am? Do you know how big I am?"

"Any normally functioning male wouldn't comment on the size of a cat."

"......!" Puerh.

"In my eyes, you're just a little kid. No, even Dis is a kid in my eyes."

"Okay."

"I just care about you. I think you should prepare a sumptuous lunch to entertain your fate.""By the way, Puerh, was Miss Eunice arranged by Grandpa or Aunt?"

"I don't know," Puerh pondered for a moment, "but I think Dis must know."

"Do you have any connection with your family? I mean, with the Inmores, the Vein people, it seems like your family is still a noble family."

"Oh, I see what you mean now. Then there should be some connection."

"Should?"

"You know, I usually don't go out much, and when Dis goes out, he doesn't take me with him. Like the scene last night, I haven't experienced much of that. So I don't really know much about the Inmores family, maybe Dis knows? Or maybe it's your parents who know? Who knows for sure."

"Dis talked to me about considering studying abroad last night. I always felt like he was settling his affairs."

"No need to feel that way, he definitely was."

"What happened? Because of me, the ritual of summoning the gods?"

"I don't think Dis would make that mistake again if it wasn't for the premise that he wouldn't kill you. No one who knows about this would betray the news, including Mr. Hoffen who has been holding on to his last breath. Do you know how many times the hospital called the house this month and said he was critically ill? But every time he was saved."

As she spoke, Puerh looked at the golden retriever crouching in the corner.

"If Mr. Hoffen doesn't die, this stupid dog will probably stay in our house forever."

"If Mr. Hoffen dies, this dog will probably stay in our house forever."

Puerh covered her eyes with her paws and said, "Ah, this stupid dog is lowering the average cultural level of our pets. You know, being with a real dog, I feel like my status is lowered."

"Okay, okay, the pickled cabbage I marinated should be ready. I'll make you pickled cabbage fish for lunch to comfort you."

"Hmm? Is the lunch you have with that Miss also pickled cabbage fish?"

Karun shook his head, "Lunch is just something casual."

"So, pickled cabbage fish is specially made for me?"

"Yeah."

Puerh was really well-behaved last night. This cat sometimes tends to be talkative at home, but outside, she really listens and knows how to cooperate.

"Praise the evil god!"

"Heh."

After finishing a cup of tea, Karun went upstairs to the kitchen and started making pickled cabbage fish for Puerh. Puerh lay on the edge of the stove, occasionally extending her paws to push the small jar of seasoning towards Karun."I'm curious, where did you learn so many ways to cook fish, and even your dishes have many styles."

"Are there any evil gods with the attribute of gluttony?" Karun replied casually, "Maybe I am one."

"What is gluttony?" Puerh asked.

"Something that looks just like you."

"I think you're just brushing me off."

"Actually, when it comes to food, as long as it's clean, there's no distinction between different tastes. Of course, if it can be more diverse, that's even better. Even the most delicious food can become boring after a while."

"Like a partner?"

"That analogy is not appropriate. Growing old with a partner is a beautiful process of fermentation, just like food."

"Like how I watched Dis grow from a child to a grandfather?"

"Are you and Dis partners?" Karun laughed.

"Hahaha, who would be crazy enough to be his partner? He doesn't even know how to cook fish."

"It's almost done. Do you want a cup of coffee?" Karun asked.

"No, I'll just have soup today."

"Okay, then can you help me peel this garlic?"

Karun threw two cloves of garlic in front of Puerh.

Puerh hesitantly reached out her paw and tried to peel the garlic.

"If you want me to cook fish for you again in the future, you'll have to learn how to peel garlic with your cat paws," Karun said.

"Okay, I'll do it."

Puerh started to peel the garlic with her paws.

Meanwhile, Karun began to prepare the flour.

"What are you planning to eat with her for lunch?" Puerh asked.

"Oil-splashed noodles. I was pretty tired last night, so I want to enjoy some carbs today."

At that moment, they heard the sound of a car outside.

"She's here!"

On the second-floor windowsill, Puerh stuck her head out with half-peeled garlic in her mouth.

Karun walked over with the dough in his hands.

A taxi was parked outside the house.

A girl wearing a black dress and with shoulder-length hair got out of the taxi.

"She's wearing black to a blind date, looks like she was forced to come," Puerh continued to peel garlic with her paws and shouted, "Get ready to eat raw garlic, miss!"

The girl paid the taxi fare and thanked the driver, then turned to face the entrance of the Inmores' house.

Her exquisite face and tall figure, combined with the black dress, exuded a charm that was somewhere between a delicate beauty and a mature woman.

Some people's beauty can be praised, while others' beauty cannot be described no matter how rich the language is.Puerh, who was peeling garlic, stopped her movements;

Karun, who was kneading dough, also stopped his movements.

The young lady seemed to hesitate whether to push open the courtyard door herself or look inside to see if anyone was on the first floor.

"Karun, I admit that she's just a little bit worse than when I was still a human back then."

"Puerh."

"Yeah?"

"How about having noodles for lunch?"