"Mr. Tanjurou really has a wonderful wife," Sora Mori couldn't help but say enviously.
He praised her sincerely. Whether it was the clean room, the burning charcoal fire, or Kamado Kie's actions just now, it all undoubtedly showed that she was a virtuous, hardworking, and gentle wife.
Moreover, such a woman was so beautiful. It was indeed enviable.
"Haha..."
Hearing Sora Mori praise his wife, Kamado Tanjurou was also very happy. While walking to the coal stove to warm up with Sora Mori, he asked with some curiosity, "Mr. Mori hasn't married a wife yet?"
In Kamado Tanjurou's view, Sora Mori's age was not too young. At this age, he should have been like him, a father of several children.
"Not yet," Sora Mori couldn't help shaking his head.
"If I have time, I'll ask Kie to introduce someone to you," Kamado Tanjurou smiled, and then turned around to say to Kamado Kie, "Please prepare the room next door; Mr. Mori will spend the night here today."
"Alright."
Kamado Kie tucked the hair around her ears with her hands, then bent down and stepped back.
"Mr. Tanjurou, I'm sorry to bother you," Sora Mori said with a bit of embarrassment.
"What's the trouble? I'm just worried that the house is shabby and Mr. Mori might not be comfortable," Tanjurou said without concern.
"Not at all, Mr. Tanjurou letting me rest here is something I'm very grateful for."
In the living room, Sora Mori was chatting with Kamado Tanjurou, while Kamado Kie had already started making up the bed skillfully.
While making the bed, Kamado Kie thought about the conversation between Tanjurou and Sora Mori just now.
"Why isn't he married yet?" Kamado Kie frowned slightly.
From Kamado Kie's perspective, the man seemed very good-looking, and he was about 1.8 meters tall, which was uncommon here.
Moreover, his facial features were pleasant, and his skin was clear. Judging by his clothes, his family background seemed good.
He also looked quite handsome.
Such a man being unmarried was something Kamado Kie found puzzling.
Just now, when he entered the door, his height and good looks left a strong impression on her.
Kamado Kie felt that if she were younger, she might have been attracted to such a man.
After all, being with a man of this height felt very safe.
It's a pity that he was already quite older. If her daughter Nezuko were older and he were younger, Kamado Kie thought it would have been nice to introduce her daughter Nezuko to him.
As it stands, Nezuko would have to call him Uncle, and the age difference was too significant for any relationship to be appropriate.
Thinking of Tanjurou's tall and strong appearance, and Tanjurou's thin and yellow skin, Kamado Kie sighed slightly inwardly.
After tidying up the bed, Kamado Kie also came out, stood at the door, placed her hands under her lower abdomen, lowered her head slightly, her black hair covering her delicate face, and bowed slightly.
"The bed has been made."
Hearing what Kamado Kie said, Kamado Tanjurou added, "Mr. Mori, it's getting late; you should go to bed earlier."
"Okay."
Sora Mori nodded and thanked them again, "I really appreciate it, Mr. Tanjurou."
"It's nothing, let's not talk about it," Kamado Tanjurou shook his head.
Coming to the room that Kamado Kie had prepared, lying on the bed, smelling the fragrance still lingering on the bedding, Sora Mori found it difficult to fall asleep.
All that swayed in his mind was Kamado Kie's slender figure.
If he remembered correctly, it wouldn't be long before Kamado Tanjurou would pass away, and Kamado Kie would...
At that time, would he...
"What am I thinking? Rest quickly, rest quickly," The thoughts that kept appearing in his mind made Sora Mori take a deep breath and forcibly dispel all kinds of thoughts that surfaced in his mind.