Water gushed into the bathtub, the heat gradually filling the bathroom, while Erin, hands cupping her cheeks, sat on the adjacent washing machine, looking a bit bored with the wait.

Yu Sheng reached into the bathtub to test the water temperature and then turned up the heat a bit—after all, the puppet didn't mind the scalding water.

"I want to use the shower too!" Erin suddenly called out from behind.

"Can you even reach?" Yu Sheng turned to give her a glance, "You'd struggle even to hold the showerhead, and you'd need a ladder just to turn the valve—just soak in the bathtub honestly. Plus, honestly, you can actually swim in there, which is an experience most people won't get from a bath..."

"I'm not growing this tall because I want to!" Erin immediately got angry, "If you're capable, then mold me a body that's just one meter sixty-seven tall!"

Yu Sheng didn't respond at all, already accustomed to the puppet's usual nagging.

Erin, for her part, didn't mind if Yu Sheng paid her any attention and soon came up with a new request: "Then why don't you get me a smaller showerhead? Like the ones used for bathing children, and install an extra valve close to the floor. Set me up with a full arrangement in the shower room, those things aren't expensive..."

"Someday, someday," Yu Sheng placated her dismissively, standing up and looking towards Erin, "The bath is ready, get in—the towel is hung on the wall next to you."

"Got it, got it," Erin waved her hand impatiently, jumping off the washing machine, then struggled to climb to the edge of the bathtub, "I'm going to bathe now, get out—get out—"

Yu Sheng flicked the little puppet's forehead and walked out of the bathroom, only to hear the sound of water from the kitchen. Upon checking, it turned out Hu Li was in the process of cleaning up—she had just taken care of the mess Erin caused and was now scrubbing a burnt spatula in the sink.

Seeing this, Yu Sheng felt a sudden comfort in his heart, thinking it was fortunate to not only have a professional troublemaker like Erin in the house but also such a helpful and honest child to lend a hand...

Then he saw Hu Li turning her head to glance at him, quickly wiping her hands on her tail before presenting a basin of something to him, as if offering a treasure: "Savior, this is for you."

Yu Sheng was momentarily stunned, looking down at the substance in the basin without quite understanding what the lump of mixture was for, and could only blankly look up at the girl in front of him: "...What?"

"Although Erin's stir-fry got burnt, I've actually cooked the rice already!" Hu Li said with a brilliant smile, "Try it, try it..."

Yu Sheng's internal praise of Hu Li as an "honest child" hadn't faded yet, and when he heard her happily claiming credit, his brain didn't quite catch up immediately. He took a second glance at the stuff in the basin—this time he forcibly associated the lump with "food", and the next second, reverence surged through his mind like a geyser.

"This is the rice you cooked?!" He instinctively stepped back, fearing that another look into the basin might cause seven or eight eyes and a bunch of tentacles to sprout, "What on earth did you put in there?"

While speaking, his mind still retained a fleeting glimpse into the basin, the specifics were blurry, but he remembered the strangely colored thick soup with an assortment of lumps, with dead-eyed vegetables, dead-eyed meat chunks, and other dead-eyed things he couldn't identify, all undulating within. Even a meter away, he felt the grudges emanating from the basin—as if the ingredients submerged were strenuously screaming, mainly grievances.

Yet Hu Li seemed to find nothing wrong, continuing to explain to Yu Sheng: "Just various things I like to eat."

Yu Sheng processed this for a moment, realizing that she had put all her favorite things into the pot.

And the key problem is she likes to eat everything—like, if no one stopped her, she'd even taste the wrapping paper that came with groceries...

While speaking, Hu Li had already carried that basin of a bizarre concoction to the dining room. Gleefully serving two bowls, she then turned her head, looking at Yu Sheng expectantly.

For the first time, Yu Sheng found that the innocent "silly fox's" expectant gaze could also be so oppressive.

He braced himself and approached, struggling to utter half a sentence: "Actually, I'm not really..."

He couldn't bring himself to finish.

Because Hu Li was still watching happily, waiting for praise.

Yu Sheng sat down with a numb expression, wrestling with himself for a while before finally biting the bullet—after all, the ingredients were all from the kitchen, and it shouldn't kill him no matter what. It was the fox girl's first time cooking for him, the basin of stuff might not score high in sanity, but it was full of sentiment—might as well go all out this one time.

That is, if he still had consciousness afterward, he'd have to properly communicate with Hu Li, at the very least to let her know to learn the basics of cooking following normal procedures, before challenging such a "gourmet meal"...

With random thoughts swirling in his head, Yu Sheng took a breath, picked up the spoon, and took a sip of soup.

Then he froze.

Hu Li watched eagerly on the side: "Savior, how is it? Mom taught me this—just the ingredients here are a bit different, so I went with my own understanding and improvised a bit..."

Yu Sheng remained silent, overwhelmed by surprise.

The taste of this thing... it wasn't actually bad, was it?

Of course, it couldn't be considered very delicious, but it gave off a very strange vibe. Yu Sheng didn't know how to describe this contrast; basically, you take one look at this thing and instantly feel like it's the end of the line for you, but once you take a bite, you can't help but exclaim—holy shit! It's edible!

It's like you have to eat it with your eyes closed like it's rice.

"Not... bad?" Yu Sheng took another bite and said hesitantly under Hu Li's expectant gaze, "The flavor is quite novel, I haven't tried it before, but I think it's okay."

As he spoke, he gradually got used to ignoring the ever-changing colors and tumbling lumps in the bowl and even began to find a bit of a pleasant taste in it.

Hearing Yu Sheng's words, Hu Li immediately showed a smile, and although that wasn't much of a compliment, she clearly took it as gratifying recognition. Then, she turned around, dug into her tail, and pulled out two fluffy chicks to place on the table, and with a small bowl, she scooped a bit of the solid substance from the thick soup for them: "You eat too~"

Yu Sheng looked at them in astonishment: "...Can they eat this? You just feed them?"

"They should be able to," Hu Li said casually, "That's how we used to feed the Mystic Feathered Sparrows at home."

The moment Yu Sheng heard this, he felt something was off, but before he could say anything, the two clueless chicks were already squeezing together and started eating—peeping while eating, sounding rather excited.

Seemingly no issues there.

After assessing the situation on the table, Yu Sheng decided to keep quiet and continued eating.

Hu Li also glanced at the table, smiled happily, and went back to eating as well.

She was actually a bit worried, concerned that the dish she had haphazardly prepared based on her memory from decades ago had been too much of a failure. After all, the ingredients here were strange, the tools were peculiar, and the environment unusual, not to mention the final appearance of the dish... was also weird.

The dishes that Mama used to cook would come out of the stove as little golden balls, but for some reason, what she ended up with was a pot of soup.

But fortunately, Savior seems to quite like it.

White Cut and Salt Roasted liked it too.

After finishing the meal, Yu Sheng patted his belly contentedly and belched, perhaps because he had caught up on some sleep earlier, he felt very energetic now.

The two little chicks were also walking around on the table to digest, occasionally stopping at the edge of the table, curiously looking up at Yu Sheng and then at Hu Li, chirping happily when they felt content, looking quite at ease.

With a wave of her hand, Hu Li got the two chicks to scamper over obediently and caught them back into her tail.

"Is Erin still not finished washing up?" Yu Sheng looked towards the bathroom, "She didn't drown in the bathtub, did she...?"

As soon as he said that, Erin who was watching TV in the living room shouted: "You're the one who drowned! I'm drying my hair! You know how long it is!"

Yu Sheng was startled for a moment, then turned his head in surprise: "Damn, I totally forgot there was another you in the living room! Why didn't you come to eat today?"

Erin sauntered over from the living room and stood by the entrance of the dining area, rolling her eyes: "I took one distant look and felt that thing couldn't be considered food."

"Actually, it tastes alright..."

Yu Sheng muttered a bit awkwardly, then saw Erin step over to the bathroom door, fetch a small stool to stand on, and started tugging at the door handle, letting out the Erin inside—the latter wrapped in a towel, with damp hair, holding her black dress, and paddling over to the table: "Yu Sheng, I'm done washing up!"

"...Sometimes I'm still not used to having two of you at home," Yu Sheng mumbled, his gaze falling on the dress in the doll's hands, "What happened to the clothes?"

"Burned a few holes in it, help me mend it..."

"Isn't that an outfit you conjured up?! Can't you change it back yourself?"

"Once it's conjured, it becomes a normal dress," said Erin matter-of-factly, "Don't you have common sense?"

Yu Sheng: "...?"

Is this the kind of common sense humans are supposed to have?!

He looked at the doll with a weird expression and reluctantly took the skirt handed over: "Give it here... But let me say it upfront, you know my skills, after I fix it, it'll just be what it is—I'll go buy new ones later at the mall for you, doll boutiques have clothes for one-third scale dolls, they should have your size."

"Yay, yay, you're finally willing to buy something for me!" Erin cheered up upon hearing this, then turned and ran back into the bathroom, and came out again carrying a hair dryer, "Blow dry my hair!"

Yu Sheng: "...I really owe you!"

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