Laid-Back Life in Tokyo: I Really Didn't Want to Work Hard -
Chapter 246 - 206: Fields, Hanabi, and the Stream
Chapter 246: Chapter 206: Fields, Hanabi, and the Stream
In the fields, Wheat Valley, on the crisscrossing ridges outside the small town, a graceful and carefree figure was running.
On this narrow path between the fields, his footprints sparkled, like the dew on the green grass in the morning light, with an undeniable brightness under the first rays of dawn.
The wind blowing from the front ruffled his hair, and under the intense rapid breathing, his heart pounded more intensely.
The power lines extending into the town also gradually magnified with his light running steps.
This place borders the Inner Sea, backed by Cherry Hill, with the morning wind blowing from the seaside, bringing a salty, moist smell, and by noon, it returns from the mountain top, bringing a hint of coolness in the sultriness.
Aunt Eguchi, squinting for a long time, finally saw clearly who was running so early in the morning, placed her hands on her hips outside the cornfield:
"Yo, isn’t this Sakura?"
"Aunt Eguchi." Uesugi Sakura, with droplets of sweat on his forehead, stopped and looked towards the cornfield.
"So, did you get into that university in Tokyo?" Aunt Eguchi smiled at him.
"I’m just in my second year of high school, the exam is next year."
"Just second year, huh, I forgot, forgot, you’re the same age as Takuya."
Aunt Eguchi complained, saying: "Sakura is such a good kid, unlike my Takuya who spends all his time with that Matsuyama 卐 Association and doesn’t study at Matsuyama High School, being so unproductive."
Eguchi Takuya is Aunt’s son.
They named him hoping he’d be as handsome and famous as Kimura Takuya.
As for reality... quite the opposite.
In the eighth grade, Eguchi Takuya became infatuated with motorcycles, sporting a pompadour, and roared around Matsuyama City on an outrageously loud and exaggerated motorcycle.
Now, he’s some kind of Special Forces team leader in the Matsuyama 卐 Association.
Because they’re always called to the police station, Aunt Eguchi, who farms at home, worried endlessly about this troublesome son.
Nowadays, you don’t see motorcycle gangs in central Tokyo City, but in more secluded towns in Japan, they still exist.
Mostly junior high and high school students, it’s a form of adolescent defiance, a kind of "chuuni syndrome."
"Chuuni" actually refers to eighth-grade middle school students, known for having unrealistic fantasies at that age.
Some good, some bad.
Uesugi Sakura patiently listened to Aunt’s string of grumbling complaints.
"Sakura, are you married?" Aunt Eguchi suddenly exclaimed upon seeing the ring on his ring finger.
The diamond was larger than any she’d seen in the city.
Uesugi Sakura glanced at it, "Engaged, not married yet."
"Engaged is close enough! So who’s the lucky girl?"
Aunt Eguchi always thought Uesugi Sakura had potential, handsome since he was young, "Is she some big tycoon’s daughter? I originally thought of letting Yui marry you."
Yui is Takuya’s sister, also part of the Eguchi family.
One can’t deny that Aunt Eguchi likes giving her children celebrity names.
And Eguchi Yui is a very... robust girl, the second most feared by her older brother.
Very ambitious, but bad-tempered with others.
"The girl I’m engaged to, Aunt, you’ve met," Uesugi Sakura smiled warmly, "Miss Eguchi will find the right person too."
"Ah, people who’ve been to Tokyo sure speak differently, what’s with this ’Miss.’." Aunt chuckled boldly, "But who’s this girl you’re talking about?"
"Hanamaru Hanabi," Uesugi Sakura said with a smile.
"Oh~~ I remember now! That girl was so sweet, she used to give me chilies to eat. A couple growing up together, how enviable."
Uesugi Sakura responded with a smile.
After chatting a bit more with the curious Aunt Eguchi, he ran back to the Uesugi Family home.
Stepping into the entryway, he took off his shoes and walked over the veranda, Uesugi Sakura opened the door.
Inside the room.
Hanamaru Hanabi was already up, extending her pale, slender legs emerging from her lantern trousers on the mat.
Hearing the door open, the girl with outstretched arms turned to look at him: "Sakura-kun went for a morning jog again?"
"Yeah, morning runs train self-discipline."
Uesugi Sakura glanced at her soft white feet, sat beside her, and asked while pointing at her stretched legs, "What’s this about?"
"Losing weight."
Hanamaru Hanabi’s voice was sweet and soft, her cheeks flushed from exercise.
"Sakura-kun, you should take off your clothes first."
Uesugi Sakura was only wearing a sports T-shirt, feeling hot after the run, "What does Hanabi want to do? Touch Sakura-kun’s abs?"
Upon hearing "abs," Hanamaru Hanabi blushed, "Hanabi just wanted to help Sakura-kun wash clothes, they’ve been piling up these past two days."
"Besides... Sakura-kun doesn’t have abs..."
"No abs?" Uesugi Sakura gave his signature smile.
The shy girl, her scent intensified, the fragrance of a young maiden thickened.
"Sa... Sakura-kun?"
Hanamaru Hanabi, feeling a little nervous, saw his face coming closer, her small feet pushing forward, constantly retreating.
But Uesugi Sakura’s face got closer and closer, his nose tip nearly touching the girl’s cheek.
With a thud.
Suddenly, little Hanabi stopped, her back against the deep brown wardrobe.
"Sakura-kun does have abs, do you want to feel them?"
Uesugi Sakura blocked her with a hand by her ear against the wardrobe, feeling a slight coolness on his palm.
Hanamaru Hanabi, like a newborn fawn, hesitantly shrank under his wall hold.
"Is... is that okay?"
"Of course it’s okay."
Uesugi Sakura grasped her slender, white wrist, letting her cool hand touch his stomach.
"How does it feel? Are there any?"
Girls are always curious, Uesugi Sakura could feel her scratching around his stomach.
Blushing, Hanamaru Hanabi cautiously enunciated: "It just... feels a bit... a bit firm... no... no—"
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