Laid-Back Life in Tokyo: I Really Didn't Want to Work Hard
Chapter 248 - 207 The Day Before the Hanabi Festival, Maybe a Bit Impatient

Chapter 248: Chapter 207 The Day Before the Hanabi Festival, Maybe a Bit Impatient

The air conditioner swayed up and down, filling the room with cool air, while the traditional-style room was brightly lit by warm sunlight.

Outside the bright and shiny glass stood lush, beautiful orange trees on Sakura Hill.

Hanamaru Hanabi was sketching and making changes on her tablet, while Uesugi Sakura lay on the tatami mat, his right arm propping up his head as he flipped through a book in front of him.

They spent several hours in such a peaceful atmosphere.

Suddenly, as Hanamaru Hanabi was drawing, her face blushed, and the brush in her hand froze in place.

"Sakura, Sakura-kun... it tickles a bit."

Uesugi Sakura wrapped his arms around her graceful waist, his head resting on her petite shoulder, and his hands gently squeezing her soft, pale belly.

"I just want to hold you."

Hanamaru Hanabi’s cheeks were rubbed against his, her soft flesh being pinched into various shapes along the contours of his face.

"Sakura-kun... are you being coy...?" the girl said softly.

"You could say that." Uesugi Sakura embraced her.

The smooth skin under the girl’s loose T-shirt felt as creamy as ice cream in the scorching summer.

The more he touched, the more satisfying it felt.

Uesugi Sakura nuzzled her cheek, staring at the unfinished picture on her tablet of a little girl with white hair and barefoot in a beach outfit.

"Can little Hanabi wear these kinds of clothes too?"

Hanamaru Hanabi’s amethyst eyes, squeezed by him, looked at the screen, "Is it... Yayoko’s kind of swimsuit?"

"Yes, the most important part is showing the soft, white little feet."

"..."

Hanamaru Hanabi’s pink and white toes involuntarily curled into her palm, "Sakura-kun... you’ve been acting a bit lewd lately..."

"Isn’t little Hanabi also a girl who peeks at lewd videos?"

"No, I haven’t," Hanamaru Hanabi firmly replied in a weakened voice.

Uesugi Sakura gently bit her ear, "Do you want ice cream?"

Hanamaru Hanabi’s cheeks blushed, melting under his affectionate gestures and words.

Most girls have read shoujo manga, and have had some fantasies about certain affectionate actions within them.

Wall-thumping, hugging, caressing, sweetness, these are fantasies unique to a girl’s youth.

Yet when those fantasies truly materialized before her, Hanamaru Hanabi felt quite embarrassed and flustered.

"Sakura... Sakura-kun, if you want, I’ll go buy some ice cream..."

"Little Hanabi, you already have some on you."

...

"Tonight, later..." Hanamaru Hanabi’s voice was almost like a small animal’s whimper, barely audible.

Uesugi Sakura sat up straight, holding the girl who had collapsed into his arms, grasping her curled little white hand:

"You also said ’later’ yesterday, but little Hanabi deceived Sakura-kun, didn’t she."

"I’m sorry..."

"A sincere apology is needed."

"Hanabi... will help Sakura-kun massage his shoulders..."

"I accept this sincerity, but... can little Hanabi help Sakura-kun with one more thing?"

"Sakura-kun... please tell..."

Uesugi Sakura whispered into the girl’s flushed ear while guiding her timid little hand, slowly saying:

"Every night, sleeping with little Hanabi, it’s both comfortable and uncomfortable; can little Hanabi help him?"

"Help... with what?"

"I’ll teach you first."

The midsummer was intense, the vegetation lush.

Curiosity, shyness, innocence, and youth intertwined together in the summer room shared by only two.

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In the distance, was the horizon, with seabirds gliding by.

Under the vibrant glow of the afternoon sun, Uesugi Sakura handed an ice cream to Hanamaru Hanabi, who was sitting on the long bench at the kiosk.

"Here."

Hanamaru Hanabi, her pink cheeks perpetually flushed, spoke in a tiny voice:

"I’m sorry..."

"Sorry for what?" Uesugi Sakura sat next to her.

"I couldn’t... help... help Sakura... Sakura-kun," Hanamaru Hanabi stammered, too embarrassed.

"I think little Hanabi is blaming herself too much, it’s not your fault."

It was the two aunties’ fault; they came over to invite them for a morning tea.

They knocked twice on the door, opened it after a moment.

Then Mrs. Hanamaru saw little Hanabi sitting up straight, with her flushed face looking as if water could be pinched out of it.

Next to the girl, A-Sakura seemed calm, showing no signs of change.

Mrs. Hanamaru, after revealing an uncontrollable smile, apologized: "Sorry to interrupt."

Then she closed the door, leaving her extremely embarrassed daughter and soon-to-be son-in-law together.

Finally, Hanabi started drawing again, Uesugi Sakura resumed reading his book, spending a very ordinary morning.

"But... online it says... boys... it will be very painful... " Hanamaru Hanabi’s little heart thumped as she asked with concern.

"It doesn’t hurt, the internet is full of lies."

"Really...?" Hanamaru Hanabi said, holding an ice cream slightly melted by the sun.

"Really." Uesugi Sakura understood that she cared too much about him, and anything that could make him unhappy, she would handle carefully.

Hanamaru Hanabi took a small bite of the ice cream, even the chilled sweetness couldn’t cool her fevered face.

She still felt remorse for not fulfilling her words.

"Today... Sakura-kun can take a bath with Hanabi..."

The ice cream in Uesugi Sakura’s hand had already melted a little under the sun; he turned to look at the sweet-voiced girl next to him.

"Really?"

"Really."

Hanamaru Hanabi said as she ate the white ice cream, her voice tiny, "Sakura-kun... is so good to Hanabi, Hanabi didn’t mention the text worthlessly before, and when Hanabi was sick, he took care of her."

"Hanabi... really likes Sakura-kun, and is very grateful to him..."

"How much do you like?"

"A lot."

The waves rolled, and the sound of the ocean came from the blue sea ahead.

"Hanabi."

"Mm," the girl replied softly.