Dinner at the Shibusawa Household Today

Dear cuties, I was originally thinking of updating it during the summer vacation, but our school is too weird. We have compulsory make-up classes during the summer vacation, and there is no time to spare from morning to night, so it can only be updated due to fate. However, I still have half a chapter in my draft box that I have not finished. If you want, you can send it out first. ( ??? ? ??? ) **I heard that the curse is about to collapse, I am waiting and watching, and I am considering whether to rewrite it, so I will stop updating for now. *Author High School Dog, updates suspended *For some reasons, this novel has been changed to have no cp. Of course, you can also think that everyone can be the cp of Longlong. It all depends on what you think (?▽`)ノ? I am Shibusawa Tatsuhiko. As a not very qualified rich second generation, although I occasionally wear big pants and slippers, squatting on the pier in Yokohama with delicious Kangfu instant noodles in my hand. Next to me is my beloved little electric donkey. But it is undeniable that I am really rich! The money is enough to take in the daily bandage waste device, the Yokohama singer with a beautiful singing voice, the old ax with a huge appetite, the terminally ill medicine jar, the innocent and lovely Yamato Nadeshiko, the young and cute Sanmu girl, the beautiful and freezing French beauty, or the naturally stupid killer with five children! There is nothing in this world that a bundle of money cannot solve. If there is, then add another bundle! ! ! Normal introduction: I have been pursuing the glory of life that defeats fate all my life. However, after being hit again and again, I realized that the glory of life will never favor me. I was angry! I was confused! I was desperate! But eventually I gave up chasing Him. Because I have become a light that can shine for others. *The time-travel version of Shibusawa is two people from the original work *If there is OOC, be careful to step on minefields *The original work belongs to the author, ooc belongs to me Purpose: Raising children is worse than collecting crystals