My second life is a bit strange?

When he pushed open the door, Kaguya was kneeling on the bed, wearing a kyudo uniform, with a bow and arrows on her lap, resting with her eyes closed. She only opened her eyes when she heard the door open.

The cute nose twitched, smelling the fragrance in the air.

"I'm starting~"

Kaguya picked up an egg and tapped it on the table. After cracking the shell, she gently peeled off most of it. Her slender fingers removed the remaining bits and pieces and fed it to Kaede.

"Actually, I don't really like boiled eggs."

"why."

Feng took a bite and said, "The yolk is a bit dry and doesn't have much flavor."

"I'll eat the rest."

After breakfast, they rested for a while before taking a car to the stadium.

There weren't many people watching the archery competition. Of the eight people on the field, only Kaguya was a girl. With the help of the staff, she put on her protective gear.

They stood on their own track.

Beep! ! !

A machine nearby made a loud noise, and the referee blew his whistle and shouted, "Silence!"

The crowd immediately fell silent. Kaguya and the others knelt on the ground, holding bows taller than themselves. After nocking the arrows, they stood up. The etiquette was very complicated and looked very elegant.

He took a small step forward, then stepped back a little, his feet slightly wider than his shoulders.

He held the bow above his head with both hands, keeping the hand holding the bowstring still, and used the other hand to spread it out, drawing it to a full moon. The arrow was level with his lips, and with a steady hand, the arrow pierced the target with a whoosh.

very

The next few arrows were all very steady. After removing the highest and lowest scores from the ten arrows, the total score was 9.9, securing first place.

Kaguya's aura was perhaps too strong, which caused several contestants to perform poorly, and some even missed the target.

Kaguya returned to the waiting area, and Kaede immediately brought her a glass of water and some special lemon slices to replenish her energy.

"sharp."

"Hehe." Hearing Kaede praise her, Kaguya smiled, as if she had eaten honey.

When is the next match?

"Fifteen-minute break."

"After the competition, we'll go to the square the driver mentioned last time."

"Alright, it seems I need to finish this quickly." Kaguya clenched her fist with renewed vigor.

Their affectionate display made the other contestants resting nearby extremely jealous, their faces contorted with envy. They also lost confidence, silently praying they could shoot more accurately later.

"Please return to the track."

Maple squeezed Kaguya's little hand to cheer her on.

After Kaguya ignited her fighting spirit, the competition was no longer in doubt. Her consecutive bullseyes left the others feeling deflated, and she won first place with an outstanding score.

...

Kaede held Kaguya's hand as they walked down the street, where salt trucks passed by every now and then. The snow on the ground was too thick, melting and then freezing again, making travel very inconvenient.

"It's so cold, yet there are still so many people outside." Kaguya shrank her neck, one hand in Kaede's pocket.

"After all, tomorrow is Christmas Eve. Let's celebrate tonight and have a big meal."

Feng had checked the travel guide on his phone beforehand and booked a good restaurant. There was no queue outside, but the inside was full of people.

Do you two guests have a reservation?

"Yes." Feng showed the QR code to the waiter.

"Welcome, please accept our two seats, window seat A, on the second floor."

Maple, holding Kaguya's hand, followed the waiter to their seats and looked through the menu: "When you come to Hokkaido, you have to try the local specialties. Let's have a red king crab, an Alaskan king crab, a plate of Wagyu beef, two servings of Sapporo curry soup, and a glass of sparkling wine."

"How should we cook crab?"

"Steaming is fine."

“Sashimi goes well with it too, sir. Would you like to try some?”

"No." Feng still finds it hard to accept raw food.

"Okay, I've noted down your requirements. Please feel free to call me if you need anything."

After waiting for a while, all the dishes were served.

"What do you think would happen if I took a picture and posted it in the group chat?"

Kaguya: "Chika will definitely be drooling with envy."

Feng broke off the shell of the red king crab and tapped it with his hand. The red hair on the surface turned green after steaming, making it look like it had spoiled.

However, beneath the green fur was a pale pink: "This color is really...unique."

Feng broke off a crab leg, used a tool to cut open the shell, revealing the plump crab meat inside. The shell was very thin, and the meat inside was packed full and in chunks.

He easily removed a piece of crab leg meat, dipped it in lemon vinegar, and offered it to Kaguya's mouth.

"Ah~"

Kaguya blushed, opened her mouth, and the first taste was the sourness of vinegar, followed by a sweet and savory flavor. It was very delicious and could be considered a delicacy.

Feng could tell from her expression that the crab was delicious.

After finishing the red king crab, Kaguya was already half full. Looking at the king crab next to her, which was three or four times larger than the red king crab, she was a little troubled, not to mention there was a plate of Wagyu beef next to her.

The king crab has undergone special treatment; the hairs on its body have been removed, so it can be handled directly. The crab legs have been separated, with half of them knocked off to reveal the snow-white meat.

This meat is different from that of red king crab and other crabs; it's in thin strands.

Chapter 83 That Year's Piano Competition

I scooped out a big spoonful, drizzled on a few drops of lemon juice, and chewed it in big mouthfuls. The taste was still crab flavor, nothing different, just with a very fragrant meaty aroma.

The more you chew, the more fragrant it becomes. Kaguya was stuffed just from one claw. She scooped up a big spoonful of crab roe and crab paste, mixed it with crab meat, and ate it with rice. Kaede was thoroughly enjoying herself.

Kaguya wiped the grease from her lips, rested her chin on her hand, and looked at him.

As Feng gets older, his appetite grows bigger and bigger.

[He's almost 1.8 meters tall now.]

[Her figure is getting better and better.]

Feng ate all the food on the table, leaving not a single grain uneaten.

"Am I eating too much?" Feng worriedly pinched his stomach, wondering what would happen if he gained weight and Kaguya didn't like him anymore.

"It's normal to eat more when you reach the age of growth spurt. Even if you gain weight, you'll just become a little stronger. People with large frames don't look fat."

"Is that so? That's good."

Even if you change into something else, I will still like you.

Watching Kaguya's earnest confession, Kaede felt so happy he wanted to hug her and kiss her a few times.

It's best to be more restrained in public.

"Let's go to White Valentine's Day Square tomorrow."

"it is good."

...

On Christmas Eve, Ishigami sat upright beside the fireplace, his strange decorations shocking him: a Santa Claus with a cleaver and a ghost mask, and man-eating lions and reindeer.

But why does everyone act like this is how it should be?

Cold sweat dripped down Ishigami's forehead; he had begun to doubt himself.

Has no one noticed anything unusual?

Am I the abnormal one?

“Ishigami, don’t be so nervous. The Fujiwara family has special reasons for this. You’ll get used to it after a few times.” Eriri patted his shoulder, looking like she had been through the same thing.

Fujiwara Chika slumped over the table, looking rather listless: "Neither Kaede nor Kaguya came this year, it just doesn't feel right."

"There's no other way, how about we play Werewolf?" Eriri took out a deck of cards, and Chika, who was lying on the table, immediately perked up.

"I want to play!"

Fujiwara is not good at pretending; his expression is completely written on his face, making it easy for people to guess what he is thinking. After losing a few times, he doesn't want to play anymore.

"It's about time, it's time to do that."

"Oh~ you mean that?" Eriri rummaged through her bag.

Their conversation left Ishigami completely bewildered: "Do, what do you mean?"

“We exchange gifts. Every year we prepare a gift and then draw lots to find the winner.”

"I've prepared gifts for everyone." Ishigami took two gift boxes out of his pocket and handed them to the two of them.

Fujiwara Chika eagerly opened it and found it was a book with a cover featuring a charming woman.

It also had several large characters written on it: One Hundred Ways to Enhance Your Charm.

Chika silently put the book away and patted Ishigami on the shoulder with great gratitude: "Ishigami understands me best."

".."

What was given to Eriri was a paintbrush.

Ishigami struggled to pick up the gift Fujiwara Chika had given him, and after opening it and seeing what was inside, he was completely petrified: "So what does this stone mask mean?"

"Don't underestimate this mask. I found it on a carpet when my family and I went on a trip. It's said to bring courage when you wear it, although it is a bit ugly."

Ishigami looked at the hideous mask and silently put it back.

Chika smacked her lips, smelling the vanilla scent in the air: "I don't know why, but I suddenly really want to drink milk tea."

"I remember there's a shop nearby that's still open. I'll go buy it for you."