Konoha: This Thirty-Year-Old Uchiha Can't Get Motivated
Chapter 841

The Time I Opened Red Packet Blind Boxes in Konoha and Drew a Lifetime Meat Pass

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"Cleaning! Complete!"

Standing in the middle of the spotless, gleaming living room, Little Miroku smugly wiped her nose.

"You're so diligent, Little Miroku. When you grow up, make sure you don't become a good-for-nothing adult who contributes nothing to society."

Uchiha Gin, who was slumped on the sofa and staring blankly into space, lifted his eyelids and meaningfully glanced at Reimu, who was lying lifelessly on a single-seater sofa nearby.

Yet the person being called out seemed utterly lacking in self-awareness. After lazily yawning, she weakly stretched out her little foot in white cotton socks and poked Uchiha Gin's thigh beside her.

"Ha~ Boss of the Bottom, when are we having dinner?"

Hydrangea had arranged to inspect the house with the saleswoman. After accepting the red packet, she left behind a large bag of snacks and departed first. But snacks could not replace a proper meal. They were fine for nibbling, but hardly enough to fill anyone's stomach.

"Dinner, huh..."

Lao Yin did not take Reimu's intimate gesture to heart. He thoughtfully rubbed his chin, then turned to Uchiha Hikari and Uchiha Chiri, who were seated on the two-seater sofa across from him, his eyes full of inquiry.

"What do you want to eat tonight?"

Withdrawing her icy gaze from Reimu's presumptuous little foot, Uchiha Hikari spoke expressionlessly.

"Whatever."

"Uh..."

When a woman said that word, it usually meant she was in a bad mood. Not wanting to step on another landmine, Uchiha Gin scratched his head. He had not done anything to upset Xiao Guang, had he?

"How about... hot pot?"

Uchiha Chiri tapped her chin. After seriously considering it for a while, she made a constructive suggestion.

"Hot pot?"

"Hot pot sounds great! We haven't had hot pot in ages!"

Before Uchiha Gin could think further, Senju Itama

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