Laid-Back Life in Tokyo: I Really Didn't Want to Work Hard
Chapter 219 - 189 Suddenly Raining_2

Chapter 219: Chapter 189 Suddenly Raining_2

Hanamaru Shinetsu’s mother?

Who was it again?

Uesugi Sakura couldn’t quite remember.

"Excuse me, senpai."

Uesugi Sakura looked up at the sweating female club member: "Yes, what is it?"

She looked quite tired holding the helmet.

She pointed at the empty bottle beside Uesugi, tentatively asking: "Senpai, did you take the wrong one... This is my cola."

"It was Advisor Hanamaru who drank it, not me."

"What should I do then..."

"He’ll bring a new one back later, just ask him for it."

"Isn’t that a bit... rude?"

"He can afford it."

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The afternoon was full of matches, but none concerned Uesugi, so he idly passed the time.

Sitting under the shade of trees in the backyard, even the words on the book seemed to cool down.

The uniforms of the five campuses were all different, but Uesugi still liked Kamigoe’s black sailor suits.

——The neckline that perfectly revealed the collarbone, the red little scarf on the chest, the pleated skirt swaying in the wind, and the shiny round-toed shoes beneath black knee-high socks.

If you ask why he liked it, it’s because Hanabi would wear it.

Uesugi Sakura was here waiting for the little beggar, as Hanabi mentioned over the phone, she was determined to apologize in person today.

...

"I’m—Sorry!"

Kitagawa Sakisa, vigorously bowing and clenching her skirt, saw Uesugi Sakura close his book.

There were some unfamiliar characters on the book.

Uesugi Sakura didn’t respond immediately, as he noticed Hanamaru Hanabi secretly hiding behind the vending machine from afar.

The glint from her ring caught his eyes.

Despite all the explanations, she still lacked confidence in herself?

It seemed any encouragement would be deliberately dismissed by her, ultimately blaming herself for everything.

Scolding herself for not being good enough, for not being excellent.

Uesugi Sakura suddenly didn’t know how to heal her small insecurities.

The only thing he could do now was to accompany her more often.

No matter how ordinary the day, being by her side made her feel slightly better.

Her wish had always been so small and simple.

"I’m—Sorry!"

Seeing that Uesugi Sakura ignored her, Kitagawa Sakisa, her face flushed, quickly repeated, often stealing glances upward at him.

"Weren’t you the one who said I must apologize today?"

Uesugi Sakura glanced back at the vending machine, where Hanabi’s figure was now gone.

"If I don’t apologize first... I’m afraid you won’t talk to me...."

"Honestly, I don’t feel like talking to you at all."

"Am I... really that annoying?"

Kitagawa Sakisa, with a face wrapped in bandages, hung her head low, realizing that even after apologizing, this was the response she got.

Uesugi Sakura hated seeing girls like this the most, for it reminded him of the past Hanabi.

He softened his tone slightly:

"It’s not your fault; I just talk like this, sorry."

With that, he got up and walked away.

The leaves rustled above his head, and Kitagawa Sakisa turned around as her skirt hem swayed with youthful colors:

"Tha-Thank you for the 2000 yen."

Her voice, along with his receding figure, grew smaller:

"Though I didn’t use it... "

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It started raining that day.

The sports festival was postponed.

It was a weather unpredicted by forecasts.

The rain had persisted for three days, and Hanamaru Hanabi caught a cold on the second night, coincidentally when the effect of that health protective potion wore off.

Uesugi Sakura squatted by her bedside with the medicine in hand, watching her struggle to breathe through her mouth.

Her labored breathing shook the air.

His mind grew slightly resentful of the persistent rain outside.

He glanced at the clock; it was already noon.

"Sakura-kun..."

Uesugi Sakura leaned in closer.

Hanamaru Hanabi’s usual cute little face was in distress, flushed with abnormal heat.

She furrowed her brows, eyes tightly shut, and her frail voice was steeped in pain:

"Sakura-kun, Sakura-kun... can you tell Hanabi... what exactly did Hanabi do wrong...?"

The rain from the overcast sky seemed to fall on her feverish forehead, dampening her hair.

Was she dreaming of something?

The slight improvement from recent days might have been halted by this illness.

Uesugi Sakura also didn’t want to see her trapped in this painful dream, gently shaking her, calling her name:

"Hanabi, Hanabi, Hanabi—"

Hanamaru Hanabi responded, her brow furrowing several times before she managed to open her drowsy eyes.

Everything appeared blurred in her groggy mind.

The sound of rain entered her ears, her eyes welled with tears.

Hanabi, pulling out of her dream, took a long time to realize this was her room.

The first thing she saw was his familiar face.

Hanamaru Hanabi’s lavender-colored eyes slowly regained their sparkle, and she reached out her frail little hand to him:

"Sakura-kun..."

Uesugi Sakura held her feverish and delicate little hand.

"Had a bad dream? You’re even tearing up."

Not wanting to make him worry, Hanamaru Hanabi said with her feverish voice: "It’s...it’s okay... Just a bit hot..."

"You’re saying nonsense even with a cold," Uesugi Sakura could feel her little hand relying on him, soft and petite, "Do you remember what I told you before?"

"Mm..." Hanamaru Hanabi nodded slightly with a nasally hum, "Hanabi is Sakura-kun’s fiancée... can’t keep everything bottled up."

The bitter herbal medicine, steaming beside her.

"So if Hanabi feels uncomfortable, remember to tell me, keeping it inside isn’t good for you."

Uesugi Sakura picked up the bitter steaming herbal medicine nearby, "Hanabi is fragile enough, what’s important is for her to be happy."

Hanamaru Hanabi saw the spoon offered at her lips, full of apology as she spoke to him:

"I’m sorry... Hanabi made Sakura-kun worry again..."

"You’re being too polite with me."

Uesugi Sakura fed her the medicine spoon by spoon.

"Is it bitter?"

"A little..."

"After all, it’s herbal medicine, bitterness is normal."

"Want some candy?"

"Sakura-kun..."

Seeing her reluctance, Uesugi Sakura smiled and said: "Don’t want to be treated as a little girl anymore?"

Hanamaru Hanabi nodded.

"In that case, feeling bothered by one piece of candy makes you truly a little girl."

Uesugi Sakura once again offered the unwrapped candy.

"Sometimes, I really think you don’t act like a 15-year-old."

Hanamaru Hanabi lightly took the candy from his fingers with her lips.

"Sakura-kun... don’t like it?"

"No," Uesugi Sakura shook his head, "Hanabi’s nature is like this, so timid it’s fragile, that’s why some things are particularly child-like."

"I don’t dislike it, so don’t force yourself to change."

Hearing his voice, Hanamaru Hanabi’s dizzy head felt a lot better.

"Sakura-kun... should head back now..."

"After feeding you medicine and candy, you want to shoo me away?"

"No, no! Sakura-kun, Hanabi just... *cough*... *cough*..."

Getting too excited, Hanamaru Hanabi couldn’t breathe with her blocked nose, which left her coughing, her flushed cheeks filled with discomfort.

Seeing her in such discomfort, Uesugi Sakura thought he shouldn’t tease her like this: "Sorry."

Under the towel on her forehead, Hanamaru Hanabi continued: "It’s just, just that Hanabi caught a cold... If Sakura-kun stays here... it’s likely Hanabi might pass it to you, so Sakura-kun should go back..."

Uesugi Sakura chuckled: "It’s okay to catch a cold together with you."

"Why would Sakura-kun say that...?"

"Isn’t it nice to be with Hanabi?"

"Sakura-kun, seriously, you should go back..."

"No need to worry."

"But..."

Uesugi Sakura removed the towel from her forehead, soaked it in the cold-water basin again, and placed it back on her.

"If I get a cold, you can take care of me, right? Hanabi wouldn’t mind that, would she?"

"No, not at all, Hanabi always, always..."

"Always what?" Uesugi Sakura asked.

"Always likes Sakura-kun..." Shy Hanamaru Hanabi bit down on her words.

"Yes, I know," Uesugi Sakura smiled, "as a reward for liking Sakura-kun, Hanabi can tell me wherever she’s feeling uncomfortable."

"My stomach..."

The voice was so faint that even Uesugi didn’t hear it clearly.

"What?"

Her face was so red it was hard to tell if it was due to the fever.

"Stomach, rub it a little..."

Uesugi Sakura understood her meaning from her shy expression.

"Isn’t it only halfway through the month? Isn’t it usually at the end of the month?"

"Hanabi... doesn’t know either..."

The gentle patter of the rain outside knocked on the windows and doors, saturating the surroundings with warmth.

Circling slowly with his palm, the girl’s soft and tender belly was just as delicate and smooth.

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