Chapter 19: This… is not right, I am not your type!

After first activating his Crisp Wife ability, Su Qi noticed remarkable changes in himself.

His personality became gentler and more empathetic, his emotions more stable than before.

His thinking shifted from self-centered to considerate, always pondering how to make others comfortable—a true “housewife” vibe.

Most astonishing was his cooking.

Before, like most college students, he could only manage simple dishes like egg fried rice, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, or stir-fried veggies. For something complex like braised pork, he’d need to follow online tutorials step-by-step.

But with Crisp Wife activated, cooking opened a new world.

Dishes he’d never even tasted, he could make flawlessly, as if culinary knowledge was etched into his bones.

Click~

Opening the first door of the Cangyou Wildcat Team’s massive three-door fridge, Su Qi’s eyes landed on a soldier shrimp crab, a Sacred Ruins spirit item.

Though he’d never seen one before, his mind instantly conjured multiple recipes.

The crab’s oversized claws, plump with meat, were best steamed with dipping sauces, each bite pure satisfaction.

Its eight smaller legs, though less meaty, could be sliced, sprinkled with garlic and vermicelli, then steamed.

The massive body could be de-fished with cooking wine, braised over high heat, and finished with a rich sauce.

As these methods formed, Su Qi marveled at his ability’s magic but glanced at An Xiao Ling, watching him quietly, and Lin Xue, who’d followed curiously.

He had a reason for checking with them.

Though cooking was part of the interview, and he was excited about this rare seafood, soldier shrimp crabs were pricey.

To avoid conflicts—like if the crab was reserved for VIPs—he decided to ask the “hosts.”

Lin Xue quickly replied, “Boss Su, use any ingredients you want—they’re all for you. Cook however you like; we’re fine with anything.”

“Su-jie, I’ll love anything you make!” An Xiao Ling chirped.

With their approval, Su Qi flashed an OK sign and began preparations.

Since his JK outfit and white stockings were delicate, he donned a plain white apron for protection, confident in his skills but cautious.

To him, the apron was just an extra layer, unremarkable with its simple fabric and thin waist tie.

But once on, it transformed his aura.

His natural gentleness amplified into a nurturing, forgiving vibe, making people want to draw closer, as if any mistake would be pardoned.

The loose apron accentuated his slender waist, and the JK outfit’s tight upper half highlighted his curves, stirring a dangerous urge in onlookers to reach around and explore the smooth, snowy skin beneath.

Unaware of this, Su Qi, concerned about his long hair, pulled a hair tie from his skirt, holding it between his glossy lips.

With practiced ease, he gathered his golden hair into a high ponytail in mere seconds.

This small action left the two girls watching in a daze.

An Xiao Ling was struck by how Su Qi’s deft hair-tying matched her “mature older sister” kink—sexy and skilled.

Lin Xue, knowing his secret, was equally stunned by his proficiency; as a girl, she felt less adept.

Through the gaps in his JK shirt, she glimpsed his flawless, hairless underarm skin.

She’d never understood why some manga fetishized armpits, but now she got it.

That hidden, soft skin was captivating, especially Su Qi’s, which looked fragrant and radiated a subtle scent.

‘One bite would be so sweet!’

Slurp~

…

Apron on and preparations done, Su Qi focused on the delectable soldier shrimp crab, ignoring the girls’ gazes.

Muttering an apology to the near-lifeless creature—“Sorry, dizziness is normal”—he raised his knife.

Click~

In one fluid second, the spirit item became ingredients.

The heavy knife danced in his hands, precisely striking the crab’s joints, disassembling it in moments.

After adding seasonings and placing it in the steamer, a faint aroma soon wafted through the kitchen.

With the kitchen’s ample tools, Su Qi multitasked, preparing braised short ribs in a rich sauce, sweet-and-sour pork, three balanced veggie stir-fries, and egg fried rice as the main dish.

Feeling something was missing, he grabbed a winter melon, combined it with crab scraps, and made a refreshing soup.

As the soup neared completion, he tasted it with a ladle, blowing gently.

Slurp~

The fresh winter melon and crab blend was divine.

Steam flushed his fair face, a happy curve on his lips.

With the soup done and served, Su Qi finally shifted focus from cooking.

About to call the team to eat, he looked up and froze.

All five Cangyou Wildcat members—including Wei Mian, the sleep king—stood at the kitchen door.

Proud that the aroma drew them, he smirked inwardly, ‘Hmph, they’re here for the food!’

But then he noticed something off.

Their eyes weren’t on the fragrant dishes.

They were on him.

‘This… isn’t right!’

‘I’m not the dish!’