Laid-Back Life in Tokyo: I Really Didn't Want to Work Hard
Chapter 212 - 186: Everyday Life After the Incident. _2

Chapter 212: Chapter 186: Everyday Life After the Incident. _2

Hanamaru Hanabi looked up at him.

Her face adorned by the morning light, eyes of a vibrant violet under the sun, endlessly exuding enchanting brilliance.

"No, you can’t." She whispered softly.

"Alright." Uesugi Sakura didn’t push further, dealing with little Hanabi required a gradual approach.

Of course, occasionally being a bit assertive was also fine.

She was a very shy girl, sometimes needing a bit of external aid to change slightly.

Every time he saw little Hanabi, he was charmed by her cuteness, enough to make the world fall for it.

Especially in the bathroom, with her shyly resting on his chest, timidly humming.

Trying hard to put this scene aside.

Uesugi Sakura placed her meticulously prepared lunch into his shoulder bag: "Hanabi, are you feeling better today?"

Hanamaru Hanabi’s slender legs extended beneath her black pleated skirt, poised in shiny leather shoes:

"Still a bit sore."

She was referring to the long-distance running.

The two stepped out onto their usual route to school.

Their footsteps passed by one lamppost after another perched by crows, the street receding into the distance behind them.

"Everyone in class was cheering for you yesterday, did little Hanabi hear that?"

Walking along, Hanamaru Hanabi’s small hand was hooked by his finger:

"Yes, everyone... Hanabi saw it, Hanabi is also very grateful to everyone."

Hanamaru Hanabi bowed her head again:

"It’s just... Hanabi feels a bit incompetent..."

Every self-blame of the delicate girl, every time her already quiet voice drops lower, fills Uesugi Sakura with heartache.

A girl as weak and helpless, who doesn’t know how to refuse, shouldn’t be bullied.

"Isn’t third place quite good?" He held her hand that curled up at the moment.

"Uh-huh..." Hanamaru Hanabi only responded weakly.

Sunlight snuggled against the shops on their way to school, most still at rest.

Going in, Uesugi Sakura led her to a cake shop.

As they stepped inside, the sound of wind chimes floating in the air could be heard.

The girl in a black sailor suit held by Uesugi Sakura stood in front of the shop assistant.

Hanamaru Hanabi felt shy about these affectionate acts in front of others, keeping her head down, waiting for him to finish buying the morning treat.

"That would be 1990 yen, please." The shop assistant smiled, handing over a delicately packaged gift box, her eyes lingering on Uesugi Sakura’s face for a few seconds.

Hanamaru Hanabi looked up, seeing Uesugi Sakura take out his last two Noguchi Hideyo bills from his wallet. She hurriedly tugged his sleeve with her other hand.

However, it was to no avail.

Uesugi Sakura put the 100 yen change given by the shop assistant into his nearly empty wallet.

Then, holding little Hanabi, they left the cake shop.

Under the shop assistant’s smiling gaze, the clear and melodious wind chime sound, breezy and pleasant.

The morning spots of light filtering through the gaps in green plants seemed to sprinkle a layer of dancing gold around.

Walking on the flagstones of the pedestrian path, Hanamaru Hanabi saw him hand over a meticulously prepared milk strawberry cake to her.

She turned her head and said to him:

"Hanabi... doesn’t need such an expensive one, obviously, the 200 yen one would suffice."

"It’s okay." Uesugi Sakura maintained a smile on his adorable face.

He shook his shoulders, steadying the backpack behind him, and opened the box protecting the cake.

The fragrant sweet aroma rushed out.

But the sweeter it was, the more Hanamaru Hanabi remembered his almost empty wallet.

Her soft heart once again dipped for him:

"Even though Sakura-kun is down to his last bit of money, Hanabi still asks for such an expensive thing..."

Uesugi Sakura picked up the fork from inside the box: "No matter how much money I have, as long as it makes Hanabi happy, that’s all that matters."

"But," Hanamaru Hanabi looked up at him quickly, not tempted by the small dessert she usually favored second most, "if Sakura-kun runs out of money, Hanabi won’t be happy either."

"Is little Hanabi mocking Sakura-kun for being poor?" Uesugi Sakura deliberately tightened his voice.

Hanamaru Hanabi stopped hurriedly, panicked as she said: "No! No! Hanabi, Hanabi didn’t mean that...

"Hanabi just wants Sakura-kun to live better, Hanabi just feels she can’t..."

Worried little Hanabi started a long string of explanations.

Uesugi Sakura patiently listened to her apology, looking towards the narrow gap between two adjacent houses.

He closed the cake box, turned to her with a smile, and said:

"Come with me."

Even in this half-day quiet passageway, you could only see a narrow stretch of sky from below.

Turning the corner, Uesugi Sakura lifted his sailor-suited girlfriend’s hands, pinning her against the wall.

"Sakura... Sakura-kun, we have to go to school."

Hanamaru Hanabi timidly shrunk back, watching his face get closer.

"There’s still some time, don’t rush."

"The, the cake isn’t eaten yet..."

"I’ll feed you later."

"A morning kiss first," Uesugi Sakura’s lips gently brushed her tightly pressed cherry lips, already filled with the soft, elegant scent of lilies, "alright?"

Hanamaru Hanabi’s bright eyes sparkled with water, hard to refuse his request under his gaze.

She shyly turned her head and said: "Okay..."

The girl closed her eyes, leaning against the cold wall, letting him cup her chin, silently getting closer when the lips touched, allowing him to part her teeth gently.

The entanglement between their lips was full of Hanabi’s flavor.

The first kiss lingered for a long time, tenderly smoothing Hanamaru Hanabi’s small hands which had been clutching her shoulder bag at her stomach, let down onto her pleated skirt.

Lightly nibbling the twist, it was all his taste.

Uesugi Sakura released the body-starting-to-sweat girl, taking the milk strawberry cake he had just set aside.

He opened the lid, scooped a small piece into his mouth.

The 1990 yen milk strawberry cake was delicate and gentle in texture.

But Uesugi Sakura wasn’t in a hurry to savor the rich sweetness, because another person awaited to share this moment through their lips.

Hanamaru Hanabi still had her eyes shut, unaware of what had happened.

He leaned back in to kiss the girl against the wall once more.

Burning with youthful passion.

All the tightly connected parts were filled with tender love slipping into their hearts.

Uesugi Sakura’s tongue tip gently nudged forward, Hanamaru Hanabi only felt the milk strawberry cake flowing like silk cocoon smoothly within her mouth.

The creamy, fragrant sweetness of strawberry and his taste all met together on their tongues.

The long-lasting sweetness stirred up ripples of excitement in the girl’s heart.

"Is it good?" Uesugi Sakura slid away from her lips, feeling the presence leaking from her lips.

Such a question was unusually hard for little Hanabi to answer.

Her exceedingly adorable face could only turn crimson, her voice becoming soft and sticky.

...

Separated again.

...

The cake had only been sampled, with much remaining.

Hanamaru Hanabi’s eyes sparkled, her cherry lips gently pressed, showing a thread of emotion, captivating.

Clearly, they were supposed to go to school, but Uesugi Sakura just didn’t know why he brought her here.

To do something not so good together.

The cake bought with his last bit of money was still unfinished.

"Sakura-kun’s effort, little Hanabi also doesn’t want to waste it, does she? If she doesn’t answer, we’ll take it as little Hanabi’s silent consent."

In this place where she could only see a strip of sky between buildings, Hanamaru Hanabi shyly turned her head.

Uesugi Sakura smiled at her, who dared not open her eyes, lightly biting her earlobe, slowly whispering into her ear:

"The strawberry cake is so delicious, of course, we should patiently savor it, one bite at a time."

Hanamaru Hanabi dared not refute, only daring to call his name while leaning against the slightly cold wall: "Sakura... Sakura-kun..."

The cherry red of her stomach beneath the black sailor suit flowed in his palm.

His fingers sank softly into her tender belly, sliding smoothly inward.

The more she was caressed, the hotter the girl’s body became, unable to resist this dizzying sensation even with her eyes closed.

"Little Hanabi just needs to enjoy the delicious cake, that’s all."

He took another bite of the cake and put it into his mouth, touching her soft and sticky lips, sliding slowly into that shy gap...

"Mmm..."

The milk strawberry cake’s fragrance lingered in the heart for a long time.

...

...

This school route felt inexplicably longer than usual.