Chapter: Cook?

Well my dear readers, there I am again, ready to torment you with a new Ff. That is to say my thank you for all the lovely birthday greetings!
My computer is still paralyzed by this shitty virus, but it is also quite easy to write on Dad's company laptop. ^^ And Ren-nii-chan was so nice to write down how I can do it and now I can do it all by myself! Let's go:

"*****", someone is speaking.
° ***** °, someone thinks.
(*****), my comment, which you are welcome to read over.

"Yo! Hao! What are you doing with the pan?" Scolded a blond-haired girl.
"We're frying fried eggs.", The two twin brothers defended themselves.
"But not like that! You have to use the other side of the pan. Oh Hao! If I had known that you were just as bad as Yo in the household, then I would never have let you move in with us!", She grumbled on.
"How nice of Anna.", The long-haired man whispered to his brother.Yo just nodded, he was just busy scraping the fried eggs from the back of the pan.
"Now I understand why you always ran down at the beginning." A light dawned on him. Anna sighed resignedly. Now they had a visit from Yo's grandfather and the two of them couldn't even fry a few fried eggs. The old man would probably also consider them incapable of housekeeping the two of them. That was really what she was missing.
Said person sat in the living room and was bored. It took his grandchildren a surprisingly long time to prepare dinner, although one of them already had 500 years of life experience. That had to be something very special what they were hatching in the kitchen. Going to see what they were preparing there had been forbidden to him.
Three and a half hours ago Anna had shooed the two of them into the kitchen and so far they had not reappeared. Did that always take so long with his student Tamao?He got up to take a look in the kitchen. He was just a very curious old man. The house didn't even smell like someone was cooking. But what else should they be doing in the kitchen?
When he entered the kitchen, there was an instant silence. Hao and Yo stared at him, startled. Anna also turned pale around the nose. Now it would come out that she still hadn't managed to teach the twins how to cook and do other household chores in 1 ½ half a year. They would even manage to strangle themselves with the vacuum cleaner. Yomei scanned the kitchen. Except for a pan that Yo was desperately trying to hide behind his back and was holding in his hand.
"When will we finally have dinner?" He asked inquiringly.
"Uh - well - yes -" Yo stuttered around. Anna buried her face in her hands. Hao didn't want to try hard to talk his way out of it. He was being honest now and would admit that he had absolutely no idea how to cook.It didn't take long to avoid the bush anyway, he would never be able to cook and neither would Yo. And someday it would come out anyway. In addition, he just couldn't think of a suitable excuse with which he could now elegantly save himself. The only option left to him was "confession of incompetence". That he, the second strongest shaman and brother of the shaman king, would get into such an idiotic situation. If he had known that, he would never have moved in with Yo and Anna!
"I'm being honest now, I can't cook at all. Yo and I have always smuggled past Anna's controls with ready meals.", He interrupted Yo's mad stuttering that his grandfather should explain something. His brother looked at him with wide eyes at first. Was Hao tired of life? But it was true, neither of them knew anything about cooking or the rest of the household. He could still remember how he and Hao had broken four panes while cleaning the windows.Anna had them buy new ones and because after this purchase there was a hole in the household budget they had to starve for 2 weeks. During this time Anna had always invited herself to Ryu or Run, who still lived nearby. She had never taken Hao and him with her.
His fiancée shook her head in resignation. "I'll give you all the cooking and housekeeping classes," she said and left the kitchen. Now Yomei and his two grandchildren were alone. Yo watched Anna go. "I think it was really the best to tell her that we couldn't do anything with all that stuff," he pointed to various kitchen utensils.
"At least you're honest and admit it," his grandfather grumbled in the background. Yo winced. Oh my gosh! He had completely forgotten that. How would his grandfather react to this admission? Hao was also sweating now. You could really do a lot with the old man, but the old man must have set a limit somewhere.And that limit started with cooking. From then on he wouldn't let you get away with anything and always took the toughest measures to perfect the last generation of the Asakuras, that is, him and his brother.
Yomei walked out of the kitchen without saying another word. Yo and Hao looked puzzled. They had now expected a big, several hours long moral sermon or something bad and boring and now this! They had gotten away with their lives again. Both exhaled with relief and stowed all kitchen appliances back in the cupboards.
Anna sat in the living room zapping through the evening programs. She always did that when something annoyed her or when these two idiots of twins exposed her again. She finally got stuck on a documentary program about a new school project that connected school and everyday life.
The project presented there worked like this:
In something like a boarding school, only that each student lived together with another student in a shared 3-room apartment, in which they had to run their own business.The aim was to strengthen the skills of young people in the household.
The students who participated in the project were tutored by trained professionals, with awards and exams and so on. The boarding school was in central London and was a huge complex of a renovated old building.
At this school there were the normal subjects like English, Japanese, math and science and then the so-called 'afternoon subjects'.
Things like cooking, cleaning, good behavior and much more were taught there. They were spread out over the whole afternoon, so that you hardly had any free time. This is how students should learn to care for themselves.
But what she liked best was the penalty system. (Typically Anna XDD) If the grades were bad or the household was messy, then you had to move to a smaller apartment that might not have its own bathroom or TV and part of the budget was cut. This put a certain amount of pressure on the students.Anna was still very fascinated by the penal system and the project when Yomei was already on the phone. He dialed the number of sponsors who still needed 'guinea pigs' for their project. Yo and Hao would soon be such guinea pigs.
The two victims did not know anything about their fate but lazed around in their rooms. Yos was already asleep when Hao was caught in a dark vision. When this was over, Hao was lying on his futon, breathing shallowly. How he got there and what he saw in the vision he didn't remember. He fell asleep brooding over what that might mean.
Yo had been woken up by Anna, who had now also gone to sleep. In 4 days the summer vacation will be over again. Then school and everyday life starts again and everything is as always. He sighed and turned on his other side. That could be something. This year he definitely had to get better, otherwise he wouldn't be transferred.His director had already closed both eyes three times so that he could be transferred.
He didn't even think about that he would escape everyday life this school year.

A Chinese already did that. The next school year would either be absolute horror for him, by being sent to such a trial boarding school, or he would have to find a fiancée. One could imagine that neither of these were his options.
But these were the conditions of his grandfather after he had survived in Ren's housekeeping for a whole week, i.e. seven days, and was now seriously worried about the survival of his grandson. Tao the oldest had not had a quiet minute, he kept wondering if Ren had not already starved or drunk. Secretly he hoped that his stupid grandson would decide in favor of the fiancée, that would have secured the continued existence of the dynasty for the next generation and also eliminated the risk of starvation, but his grandson didn't even think about it.Better to go to boarding school than a fiancée! He didn't have a boyfriend here anyway, so why not move to London. He knew how the penalties at this boarding school were, but as long as he had a not too sloppy roommate, he would live in a nice big apartment. Financially, the boarding school would hardly harm his account, after all, he received a certain amount of sponsorship.
He looked again at the slip of paper in front of him. There were two words on it; Fiancee and boarding school. There was a box behind each. The black-haired man took another deep breath before crossing boarding school. The note disappeared on the spot, it was covered by a Chinese curse.

In London, meanwhile, a half-starved Englishman was sitting at his kitchen table studying cookbooks. Actually one could expect from Lyserg that he could cook, since he had lived alone for a long time without a mother who cooked for him, but until now the neighbor had always taken care of Lyserg meals.The Englishman sighed again. Why did his neighbor have to die or be murdered just now?
Actually, he had wanted to deal with the case, but the perpetrator, the greedy daughter of the murdered woman, had turned himself in to the police out of a bad conscience.
Now he was sitting there in his kitchen and didn't really know how to achieve something. Morphine was also quite at a loss; as an elemental spirit, she had never had to worry about food.
After another hour that he had spent over the cookbooks, Lyserg resignedly grabbed the phone again to call the next pizza service. All this fast