The middle-aged man was clearly a bit surprised. He asked in confusion, "My wife has already been here? She never mentioned it to me."
"But it's alright, her gratitude and mine are separate. We each have our own," the middle-aged man chuckled. "Is it convenient for Uncle to come in?"
"Please come in," Shirakawa Sawahei made space for him.
The middle-aged uncle was much more straightforward than the whiny's mom, without any hesitation, he took off his hat and walked straight in. He raised the large sea fish in his hand and asked, "Where should I put this gift?"
"Just put it in the kitchen," Shirakawa Sawahei said a bit helplessly. He hardly ever cooked, so the fish was basically useless to him and it would just take up space.
He needed to find an opportunity to deal with this gift, and surely there were many restaurants in Neon where you could bring your own ingredients.
