Laid-Back Life in Tokyo: I Really Didn't Want to Work Hard
Chapter 185 - 171: To Me, It’s Quite Ordinary_2

Chapter 185: Chapter 171: To Me, It’s Quite Ordinary_2

"One point!"

The seniors from Zao High who had consistently lost against Hanamaru Shinetsu’s Jigen Style swordsmanship had their mouths agape in the shape of an ’O’.

What just happened? Our General... lost?

"One point!" Goto Iwao, the little cheerleader, quickly clapped to celebrate, "Good job!!"

But only his applause echoed throughout the dojo, enthusiastic yet lonely, and he soon stopped due to the awkward atmosphere.

Retracting his hands, he thought it was a bit embarrassing.

The air was silent for a few seconds.

"Wait, wait!"

Realizing what had happened, Hanamaru Yugetsu took off his sunglasses and quickly asked, "Sakura, how did you score a point?"

Uesugi Sakura glanced at Hanamaru Shinetsu, who was also stunned, and replied, "He slashed, I thrust, one point."

"No, no, I mean how did you suddenly get that point?"

"He slashed, I thrust, one point." Uesugi Sakura simplified his explanation as much as possible, hoping it made sense.

"..."

Everyone was confused for a few seconds.

Such a simple reason was obvious! But how exactly did he do it?

Kumazawa Onijiro could hardly believe his eyes. Such a speedy thrust, could a high school student achieve this?

It seemed that only top-tier experts in national Shinto Style competitions could execute such a speedy thrust.

Seeing everyone still dazed, Uesugi Sakura repeated once more, "He slashed, I..."

"Stop!"

Hanamaru Yugetsu quickly stopped him from continuing, "Though the thrust is indeed the best counter to the Dragonfly Eight Forms, do you know how fast you were just now?"

Uesugi Sakura recalled the "Cloud Flash" demonstrated by his father-in-law earlier that day, which indeed wasn’t as fast.

He then said, "Not too bad, not that fast."

"Let’s have another round!" Hanamaru Yugetsu suggested.

"It’s my time of the month." Uesugi Sakura said.

"What time of the month, you’re not a girl. Show everyone again."

"No way, I already said one point was enough."

"Come on!"

"I don’t want to."

"Get up there, no one saw anything just now."

"I’m lazy." Uesugi Sakura said.

...

Watching the two at a standstill like it was a TV show, Uesugi Shio was eating a lollipop.

On the other side, Hanamaru Shinetsu looked at his sword-wielding hands, his pupils dilating and contracting.

This speed, the sensation of slicing through clouds... seems like it’s called Cloud Flash, right?

——————

In the afternoon, the exchange meeting concluded.

Advisor Kumazawa Onijiro and Captain Higashiyama Chizu politely saw off the members of the Kamigoe Kendo Department at the door.

After an afternoon of joint practice, it turned out that everyone from Kamigoe was quite normal.

Except for the guy who refused to make a second move.

Hanamaru Shinetsu seemed to want to say something to Hanamaru Yugetsu, but Hanamaru Yugetsu quickly waved him off with a few words, dismissing him easily.

On the sunset-lit street, as everyone from Kamigoe Kendo Department discussed Uesugi Sakura’s miraculous strike, they said goodbye and went home.

"Uesugi! Captain! Mr. Hanamaru! See you next week!"

Goto Iwao waved to them and turned to head to the nearest subway station.

Uesugi Sakura shook his head, wondering how much louder his voice had become from practicing kendo.

"Sakura, what exactly was that move?" Hanamaru Yugetsu rubbed his chin, staring at him.

Uesugi Sakura: "He slashed, I thrust, o..."

"Don’t dodge it, I know that move wasn’t simple, but it’s not Cloud Flash either."

"Kind of an experiment," Uesugi Sakura said, "But didn’t you say kendo is boring, Yugetsu uncle? Why know so much about it?"

"Kendo is boring, but I’m very interested in that move of yours. The movement was so precise it seemed to lock onto the opponent’s throat, and you just needed to unleash full speed."

Hanamaru Yugetsu’s gaze became increasingly suspicious.

"Shinetsu, such a skilled kid, was dumbfounded by you. Where did you come from, you monster?"

Uesugi Shio walked ahead of the two, leisurely eating a lollipop in the sunset.

Uesugi Sakura diverted the question: "What’s the relationship between Yugetsu uncle and Shinetsu?"

Hanamaru Yugetsu: "Why are you asking about that?"

Uesugi Sakura: "Just feel like Yugetsu uncle is deliberately avoiding him."

"That’s your imagination."

"My intuition is usually spot on."

"It must be your imagination."

Hanamaru Yugetsu turned around, hands in his pockets, looking casual in his leisure attire:

"That’s it for today. I got a sense of your strength, and I’ll be visiting your school."

At the crossroads, he put on his sunglasses again, turned around, and waved his hand, saying:

"See you next Monday."

That road leads towards the large red-light district in Kabuki-cho.

Uesugi Sakura stood still, watching Hanamaru Yugetsu’s gradually disappearing figure, before being urged by Uesugi Shio to cross the road before the light turned red.

"Hanabi’s uncle is quite reliable." Uesugi Shio said.

"Very reliable."

Uesugi Sakura pulled out his phone to check the new message.

"Hanabi?"

Looking at the phone, Uesugi Sakura smiled and turned off the screen: "She said dinner’s already prepared with Mom, just waiting for us to come back."

Uesugi Shio took out another lollipop, popped it into his mouth, and started walking, "Then let’s hurry home."

"Yeah."

The city in the golden-red sunset was filled with the enchanting colors of the day and night transition.

——————

Monday, July 5th, two straight days of rain.

The plan to attend the wedding was pushed to this Saturday.

The morning was quiet, the drizzle outside the window mixed with faint mist, indicating the sky had yet to dawn.

Hanamaru Hanabi, hugging a shark plush, frowned her beautiful crescent eyebrows in her sleep, her ears feeling a gentle itch.

In her thin pajamas, a bit of her white belly peeked through, the irregular folds slightly disarrayed.

Slowly opening her sleepy eyes, she saw that familiar face.

Hanamaru Hanabi let out a lazy morning purr from her little nose, slightly raised her chin, and weakly said:

"Sakura-kun... it tickles..."

Uesugi Sakura pressed close to her soft face: "Hanabi was moving wildly again last night. Do you know how many times I had to pull the blanket?"

Their faces so close, Hanamaru Hanabi’s eyes were half-closed, and the remnants of sleep lingered.

"Hanabi... doesn’t want to either..."

"Isn’t it comfortable to sleep while holding me?"

"It is..."

"Then why does Hanabi always end up hugging this shark in the morning?"

"Sakura-kun gave it to me... it’s so cute..."

His chin pressed against her stark white collarbone, tracing her neck to savor the girl’s scent.

"Little Hanabi... still smells so nice."

Hanamaru Hanabi blushed: "Sakura-kun... don’t say such weird things..."

...

"Was it okay not to attend the wedding yesterday?"

Hanamaru Hanabi stretched her neck to meet his approaching head, the intimate gestures filling her heart with tickling warmth,

"It’s okay... As long as Hanabi has Sakura-kun with me... "

Hanamaru Hanabi gradually shook off her drowsiness, turning around, her small hands curled against her chest as she looked at him.

A button on the thin pajamas over her chest was undone, hinting at an elusive beauty.

As their gazes met, Hanamaru Hanabi quickly surrendered, her face blushing as she buried her head.

Unable to resist, Uesugi Sakura embraced the girl’s soft waist, looking at her gently pursed cherry lips, and kissed her.

...

"Time to get up."

Hanamaru Hanabi’s purple eyes sparkled, biting her lip, and after a long struggle, she bashfully said: "Sakura-kun... can we... again..."

"No."

...

"You’re mean..."

Hanamaru Hanabi lowered her head, her thin pajamas, unknowingly, were ruffled by someone.

"Sakura-kun... moving around so much at night..."

Her cheeks were full of cherry red as she hugged her arms and tucked her legs together.

"You also pulled the blanket in your sleep."

"It’s because Sakura-kun kept poking around, it gets ticklish so Hanabi... just realized."

"You keep snuggling into my arms at night, how can I not hold your waist while sleeping?"

Uesugi Sakura grabbed her little foot tucked under her leg, pressing on her tender, pinkish toes.

Hanamaru Hanabi looked down at her captive little foot, saying: "Hanabi just wants to lean on Sakura-kun while sleeping... Leaning on Sakura-kun... makes me feel secure and fall asleep."

"But if Sakura-kun keeps touching, it becomes too ticklish for Hanabi to sleep."

Always ticklish.

"Little Hanabi, do you want to feel even more ticklish?" he suddenly revealed a mischievous smile.

Seeing his wicked grin, Hanamaru Hanabi instinctively curled up, cautiously saying: "Sakura...Sakura-kun, please don’t be naughty..."

"It’ll be quick." Uesugi Sakura smiled.

"Haha~ Sakura, Sakura-kun... stop!"

Hanamaru Hanabi’s cute face immediately broke into laughter, reaching out to stop him, "Stop, stop! Don’t tickle Hanabi’s feet."