Seeing her reluctant appearance, Asahi thought hard: "If we have a daughter in the future, will you help her with this kind of housework?"
"Eh!"
Utaha's face turned red in an instant, and she was flustered and waved her hand.
"How could it be! Of course not!"
"Is it true?"
Asahi tried not to laugh, especially since Utaha's shy and yearning expression was just too cute.
"Of course!"
Utaha looked evasive, fanning herself with her hands as if it was very hot, and whispered: "Why girls, do you like girls?"
"What?"
Unfortunately her voice was too low, even if she was very close to Asahi, he couldn't hear it clearly.
"There isn't anything."
Utaha pouted and glanced at him quickly, her cheeks flushed, and she couldn't hide the smile on the corner of her mouth.
If she really gave birth to a child for Asahi in the future, her daughter must be extremely beautiful and cute.
Her father was very handsome, and her mother was very beautiful. Her daughter would definitely surpass herself.
Thinking this, Utaha wondered, should she learn to weave something? She would make little clothes for her daughter in the future.
But the time must wait long, she still has to go to college. If Asahi is impatient, it's not impossible to give birth after graduation.
"Utaha?"
Asahi was surprised to find Utaha sitting up in a daze, so he couldn't help but nudge her shoulder.
"Ah, what's wrong?" Asked Utaha who woke up from her fantasy.
"I have to ask you, what were you thinking when you suddenly stopped talking just now?"
Utaha hesitated and said: "Just... the impression after reading, you look dissatisfied."
"Forget it, let Kobato write her own experiences, and you can help her write a pamphlet of ancient prose."
"Snort..."
Even though Utaha wore a dissatisfied expression, she obediently accepted the other assignment.
Asahi initially thought that it should be easy to finish middle school homework, but Utaha and Nayuta were such a mess.
Luckily, Hina was reassuring. When she looked up, there were reports and flyers on Japanese history and lots of reports and flyers with answers written in beautiful handwriting on the side. Before she knew it, she had written a lot of stuff.
This is a lecture on Japanese history. It mainly covers topics from the Muromachi period to the Edo period. There are many questions that fill in, such as who built it and what year the war occurred.
The topic of history gives people a feeling of indifference...
Almost the same in junior high school or high school, Asahi thought about this and quickly saw the answer.
Unlike mathematics or literature, in history, you can easily find the answer by flipping through a textbook or searching the Internet.
However, this homework might be based on asking students to find information. This is such a faraway topic that even many smp cannot judge the correct answer 100% of the time.
Faced with difficult questions, Hina didn't even have a textbook, but she didn't look the least bit pressured, and wrote on the report paper fluently.
It had to be said that she was worthy of being a teacher.
After that, it took two days to complete the homework for Kobato and Rikka, except for the reading experience and other parts, the rest of the homework was almost done.
"Both of you, quickly thank everyone."
Two days after finishing, Asahi stroked the heads of the two little girls and urged them to thank the women lying in the living room.
"Kukuku, honored to serve royal blood tonight!" Kobato said proudly.
"Thank you to all of you."
Rikka, on the other hand, was more honest and straightforward to thank.
Asahi rolled his eyes and patted his little sister's head: "Be honest."
"Mn."
Kobato pouted unhappily, then raised her head shyly and looked at the girls with a smile, as if very embarrassed: "Thank you."
Her voice is so small you can barely hear it without listening carefully.
Definitely not like this in normal conversation. Could it not be suitable for a formal occasion? Kobato twirled her finger, hiding behind Asahi after speaking, her cheeks flushed.
"And... thank you, Onii-chan."
This time the sound was louder, at least Asahi could hear it clearly.
Kobato said so, with an honest smile on her face.
As long as he sees this smiling face, Asahi feels that all troubles are not a problem, his little sister is probably easy to persuade.
"Oh, this summer vacation went by so fast."
Chika was paralyzed on the sofa, she didn't look like a woman at all: "And I have met so many new friends, if I have the opportunity in the future, I will introduce my friends."
"Your friend?"
Utaha raised her eyebrows, she wouldn't be naturally stupid like this person.
"That's right, Shinomiya Kaguya."
Chika smiled and said: "She is a very cute girl, similar to Utaha and Kazusa."
"Who called me?"
Kazusa who was reading a book suddenly heard someone calling her name, and turned her head suspiciously.
"No, just said that another friend of mine looks a lot like you." Chika explained.
"Oh." Kazusa immediately stopped asking.
Asahi just watched with a smile and didn't interrupt.
Shinomiya Kaguya is also an ice beauty, it would be too wrong to say that Asahi is not interested.
But wanting to fall in love with Shinomiya Kaguya, even getting her father's blessing is a bit difficult, of course it's for ordinary people.
If a man wants to get Shinomiya Kaguya, there are two conditions. Asahi can fulfill one of them. One is to marry into the Shinomiya family, and the other is to rely on one's own ability to open a company with an annual income of more than 10 million.
Asahi didn't consider the first condition, but he already fulfilled the second.
Its annual income is above 10 million, its annual income this year has already exceeded 100 million, it is still US dollars, it will only increase in the future.
If he had the chance, he could contact Kaguya. After coming to this world, Asahi initially had no goal, only to make life for his little sister better. After fulfilling the requirements later, he was in an even more confused state.
The more girls he had contact with, he felt that conquering all kinds of girls was also an interesting endeavour. What is the pleasure in life if he does not allow himself to be happy.