Is It Too Late to Leave the Chat Group?

Book 1: Chapter 34: Stir-Fried Pufferfish

Blank Never Loses: What nonsense! This is a rare item that ordinary people would never see in their lifetime. My younger sister and I can have one each. I even heard that one could live a long life in health by carrying an angel feather with them. It can even treat all sorts of illnesses.

Faillen Angel Gabriel: This is too materialistic. Besides, an angel feather does not have that strong an effect on an ordinary person. However, there are some effects, as an angel feather is exposed to holy light most of the time, so it does give the carrier some immunity to minor illnesses and injuries. Actually, Boss, if you want angel feathers, you just have to ask me.

Blank Never Loses: Would winning one and asking for one be the same? Cut the crap! Let’s start! 1v1 solo!

Faillen Angel Gabriel: Alright! However, Boss, remember to turn on your facecam.

Blank Never Loses: Sure.

He Who Knows Fate: Truthfully speaking, I am quite interested in the outcome of this match.

17-Year-Old Beautiful Young Lady: Me too.

Magus of Flowers: Is Gabriel really that lousy—to the point where she can lose to someone using only their feet? No matter what, she is an angel. She should have speed and reaction.

Umaru-chan: No speed or reaction can save Gabriel’s god-awful gaming knowledge and technique.

Ten minutes later:

Faillen Angel Gabriel: I actually lost?! Boss is too strong!

Blank Never Loses: I do acknowledge that I’m strong. Most experts would not be my match even if I played with my feet. However, this does not cover the fact that you are genuinely lousy.

He Who Knows Fate: He really won. I always thought that playing games with the feet was just a joke.

Faillen Angel Gabriel: …

He Who Knows Fate: Never mind. You all continue chatting. I’m going to sleep. I have classes tomorrow.

Before sleeping, Chen Heng went to Sirin’s room. Indeed, she was still awake.

After telling Sirin to sleep earlier, he returned to his room.

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The next day, Chen Heng woke up at six in the morning as usual. Then, he practiced the sword for one hour, made breakfast for Sirin (Chen Heng normally did not eat breakfast), and woke her up.

It looked like Sirin had listened to Chen Heng the previous night and did not sleep too late. Waking her up was easy.

At Sirin’s insistence, Chen Heng handed her the noble and glorious job of doing the dishes. In truth, he did not like doing the dishes.

After eating, Chen Heng went to the neighboring house. Then, Raven drove him and Mo Qingtong to school.

Sirin had a television, a computer, and her phone at home, so he did not worry about her getting bored. He even asked Raven to cook lunch for Sirin.

After arriving at school, Chen Heng asked Raven to buy a few fresh pufferfish when she went to the market. He decided to make a pufferfish feast for Sirin today.

The flesh of pufferfish was delectable and rich in nutrients as a famous and valuable high-class aquatic ingredient. It was known as the champion of dishes. However, its ovaries, liver, kidneys, eyes, and blood contained highly toxic poison. Without proper preparation, it could not be used as food. Minor cases resulted in poisoning, but most cases were severe, leading to death.

However, these reasons were not why Chen Chen decided to cook a pufferfish feast for Sirin. The most important reason was that a pufferfish could inflate. That was right. It was because of its inflating.

Since Chen Heng read the Honkai Impact 2nd comics and played the Honkai Impact 3rd games, he thought about how to guide Sirin. In Honkai Impact 2nd’s comics, Sirin could be described as a pufferfish, her ego repeatedly inflating, then she would get beaten up. Furthermore, she did not learn her lesson. He could not bear to keep seeing that.

After learning mid-tier cooking, Chen Heng could perfectly prepare all ordinary ingredients in the world. Of course, pufferfish was no exception. This time, he planned to use pufferfish to prepare a Japanese-style fugu feast to teach Sirin a lesson.

Cooking a Japanese-styled fugu feast involved turning a pufferfish into many different kinds of dishes, including pufferfish fin wine (this one could be omitted), cold-dressed pufferfish skin, fugu sashimi, barbequed pufferfish, fried pufferfish, pufferfish hotpot, and pufferfish terrine.

There was also the most important style: Stir. Fried. Puffer. Fish.

[TL Note: This style of stir-frying involves rapid and vigorous stirring over extremely high heat. The literal translation for this style is explosive frying or violent frying. The main character likely intended it to be an analogy for Sirin getting beaten up if her ego inflates like a pufferfish.]

With Chen Heng’s mid-tier cooking, there was no worry of getting poisoned.

Is a pufferfish fragrant? Yes! Is a pufferfish tasty? Tasty! Does a pufferfish inflate? It does! Should you learn to inflate like a pufferfish? No!

Since Sirin liked to eat, he would use food to educate her, teach her what was called misery—no, caution.

As a competent elder brother, he had to learn to use an education method that his younger sister liked.

Speaking of which, Chen Heng had been quite busy these days. He still had not completed the mock exams in the vacation homework. However, there was no need to worry since good students received special treatment.

A good student would not need to do homework, as he would already know everything covered in it. A good student could sleep in class because he had been studying through the night. This was a perfect explanation, right? o(╥﹏╥)o

“Teacher, sorry! I have not finished the mock exams.”

“It’s fine. Student Chen Heng, take your seat. To the other students, if you think that you are already skilled with the content that the mock exams cover, you can do the same as Student Chen Heng and review other content you are unfamiliar with. Alright, let’s continue the lesson.”

The teacher did not worry about Chen Heng not doing his homework since he would rank in the top ten in every exam. The teacher felt that Chen Heng probably did not do it because he already knew the contents covered by the mock exams. One’s greatest enemy was oneself. Chen Heng did not even need to explain, and the teacher already came up with an excuse for him.

After Chen Heng sat down, he gave Mo Qingtong a taunting look. This infuriated her into using the compass in her hand to scratch the table. She seemed to be imagining using it on Chen Heng’s body. This action even attracted the teacher’s attention.

Actually, Mo Qingtong’s results were pretty good. It was just that her science subjects were not that great. Furthermore, as her parents were still alive and around, they would make her finish all the mock exams even if she understood the content already.

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After school, Raven picked up Chen Heng and Mo Qingtong. Along the way, he did not ask about the pufferfish, as he trusted Raven.

As Mo Qingtong’s personal maid, she had been trained in every aspect of daily activities. Furthermore, she was highly efficient. Mo Qingtong could live as an invalid without having to do anything.

“I’m back, Sirin!” Chen Heng saw Sirin sitting on the sofa as soon as he opened the door.

“Elder Brother, welcome back!”

“Today, your elder brother will make you a fugu feast! The most important dish is stir-fried pufferfish.”

“Huh? Fugu feast? Also, stir-fried pufferfish?” Sirin cocked her little head. She could not understand why her elder brother emphasized the stir-fried pufferfish.