In the ordinary life of Crayon Shin-chan

Chapter 1501 A Matter Concerning Men's Dignity

At the Nohara residence, Misae, displeased with the state of the bathroom, stormed into the living room and glared at the three men: "Seriously, I've told you so many times, Shin-chan!!!"

"Huh?" Shin-chan looked at Misae in confusion.

Misae shouted in dissatisfaction, "The bathroom has been dirtied again!"

"Oh, it's about time we started decorating, isn't it?" Shin-chan said nonchalantly.

Upon hearing this, Misae immediately shook her head: "No, I mean you pee everywhere!" She then slammed her hand on the table.

"Huh? Why do you always have to consult me?" Shin-chan scratched his head, looking somewhat confused.

"This isn't a discussion, because you always make it dirty. I'm warning you!" Misae narrowed her eyes, looking at Shin-chan with an extremely dangerous expression.

"Are you sure I did it?" Shin-chan asked, his gaze lingering between Mingxu and Guangzhi.

"Are you sure?" Mingxu glanced at Xiaoxin, who immediately fixed his gaze on Hiroshi.

Upon seeing this, Hiroshi's face immediately darkened: "What? Are you trying to pin the blame on me?!"

"Really? You didn't make it dirty?" Misae also turned her gaze to Hiroshi, her eyes full of mockery.

Hiroshi's lips twitched: "Ah, please spare me, Misae!"

"You should take a dump once in a while, Misae," Shin-chan said, looking at Misae and staring at her stomach.

Hearing Shin-chan's words, Mingxu silently moved a little further away from Shin-chan. Misae, on the other hand, hardened her stance and raised her fists!

"boom!"

Seeing Shin-chan with his gourd-shaped bag on his head and Hiroshi with his big bag on his head, Mingxu breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he hadn't been affected.

"...Why are you hitting me too?" Hiroshi looked at Misae speechlessly, even though he hadn't said anything like that.

Misae looked at the father and his two sons in front of her, her face darkening: "I've made up my mind. From today onwards, you will only be allowed to use the toilet while sitting down!"

"Ah!" This time, all three of them couldn't help but exclaim. They were used to urinating standing up, so who would be used to sitting down? It felt weird!

"Don't make decisions on your own. How can you get up here sitting down?!" Hiroshi immediately retorted.

"Of course you can! It's so easy!" Misae exclaimed, dissatisfied.

"Mom, it's simple, it's different for men and women... Women sit down to urinate from the beginning, but men don't have the habit of sitting down to urinate except when they need to defecate," Mingxu complained.

“Exactly!” Hiroshi agreed. “If we sit down, our vigilance will drop, and what if the enemy attacks at that moment?!”

"That would be terrible!" Shin-chan chimed in.

"We men are meant to be ready to fight whenever necessary, that's why we have to stand up to use the toilet!" Hiroshi continued to shout.

Looking at them, Misae's face darkened: "...What exactly are we fighting?"

"Making us sit down to use the toilet? This is a matter of men's dignity!!" Hiroshi ignored Misae and continued shouting.

"That's right! It's a matter of men's dignity!" the two little ones shouted in agreement. "We must protect the freedom to use the toilet!"

“That’s right, that’s right!” Hiroshi nodded and shouted.

"Oh? Otherwise, how about you take turns cleaning the toilets?" Misae looked at them and her words immediately caused their internal conflict to crumble.

Mingxu was about to nod when Xiaoxin's expression changed and he slammed his hand on the table: "It's all Dad's fault for spraying everywhere, making the toilet dirty!"

"...You brat, that's what I wanted to say." Hiroshi was already used to Shin-chan's change of expression. This kid, he changes his face the moment his interests are involved, really. He rolled his eyes at Shin-chan, then went into the bedroom to find his socks, getting ready to go to work.

But after searching for a while, she called out, somewhat puzzled, "Wait, where are Misae's socks?"

"Isn't it already there?" Misae replied without turning her head.

"No, no, these two aren't the same pair!" Hiroshi said, holding up two socks with different designs.

Misae glanced at it and complained, "Who told you to take your clothes off? You just leave them lying around like this!"

"But why are there only one sock left in each pair?" Hiroshi was a little confused. He turned the socks over and found that they all contained only one sock. How strange.

Shin-chan came over and complained, "The socks ran away because Dad's feet smelled so bad."

"What..." Hiroshi rolled his eyes at Shin-chan. Shin-chan started imagining that the socks disliked Hiroshi's smelly feet, so they wrote a letter telling Hiroshi not to look for them, and then left one by one.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't think like that." Mingxu waved his hand to dispel Xiaoxin's fantasy, and said speechlessly, "Socks running away from home, you really know how to imagine things."

"Exactly, and how can only one escape?" Hiroshi rolled his eyes at Shin-chan. Helpless, he had no choice but to choose two similar ones to wear.

Looking at Hiroshi's socks, Misae couldn't help but laugh: "Look, they're pretty much the same."

"They shouldn't be able to tell, right..." Hiroshi's lips twitched. If he had to take off his shoes to visit... Ugh, just thinking about it was so embarrassing.

“Who would look closely at your socks?” Misae comforted Hiroshi.

"I still can't accept it..." Guangzhi wanted to argue further, but Mingxu tugged at Guangzhi's pants: "Dad, it's getting late." He then showed him the time on his watch.

"Oh no! It's so late!" Hiroshi quickly grabbed his briefcase, placed it by the restroom door, and prepared to use the restroom before leaving.

"You have to sit down before you go in." Misae's voice came as soon as we entered.

"...I still can't accept it." Hiroshi looked at the toilet in front of him, his lips twitching again. Oh well, might as well hurry up.

After leaving the restroom, Hiroshi was still complaining. Misae looked at him and said with a smile, "You can stand outside as long as you want, it's okay."

"Hmph." Hiroshi snorted and turned to leave, but Misae quickly called out, "Ah! Wait for me!"

"Huh?" Hiroshi looked at Misae running into the house with a bento box and a bag of trash in confusion: "Here, this is your lunch. Also, please, today is garbage collection day. I almost forgot."

Hiroshi took it speechlessly, inwardly complaining: "They only think of trash when they see my face."

Before she could say anything, the sound of Himawari crying came from inside the house. Misae quickly told Hiroshi, "Be careful on the road," and then hurriedly went inside.

Mingxu was already comforting Xiaokui, but she was probably hungry, which was why she kept crying.

"Xiao Xu, leave it to me, Xiao Xin! Hurry up and get ready!" Hiroshi's face was full of displeasure as he heard Misae's voice coming from inside the house.

After taking the trash outside and placing it at the garbage station, Hiroshi looked at the scene before him and said, "I can't accept this! I always feel like I'm being looked down upon..."

Shaking his head, he walked towards the company. Inside, after a busy morning, it was lunchtime.

Hiroshi stretched, but before he could even stand up, he heard Kawaguchi and Yumi's voices coming from the office in front of him.

"Ah, how sumptuous!"

"Oh, no wonder they're newlyweds."

"No, not at all~" The person they were teasing was someone who had recently gotten married. Hiroshi had given the person a red envelope, but he didn't attend the wedding. After all, if he had gone, the atmosphere would have been a bit awkward, even though he was approachable to all his subordinates.

Looking at the bento box with the design, Yumi exclaimed, "Your wife really works so hard!"

"Hehe, I felt embarrassed and told her to stop doing it." Although he said that, he couldn't hide the smile on his face at all.

"You're lying, I'm clearly very happy," Youmei said with a smile.