Laid-Back Life in Tokyo: I Really Didn't Want to Work Hard
Chapter 306 - 238 Tokyo University_2

Chapter 306: Chapter 238 Tokyo University_2

"This... is the school’s requirement. It is indeed troublesome, but I remember, Uesugi, your Chinese isn’t very good, is it?"

Uesugi Sakura modestly said, "Just so-so, I can still say ’hello’ and ’thank you.’"

Seisuke Yooya noticed his difficulty in pronunciation and knew he was troubled by this second foreign language, which made him empathize.

After all, his Russian wasn’t great either, leaving him quite frustrated.

"So... are you really not going to the Kyudo Club and Keio University Kyudo Club’s social gathering this time, Uesugi?"

Uesugi Sakura thought that he and Seisa Takeshun hadn’t coordinated the message well and needed to politely refuse twice.

Perhaps it was because he had been reading in the library too long that afternoon. Seisa Takeshun looked for a long time but couldn’t find him, so the senior also left the Kyudo Club.

"Not going, with you there at the gathering, it’s enough."

Seisuke Yooya shook his head, "What’s important is your fame as ’bow taker.’"

A group of middle school students walked across the street, and a few boys took the chance to act arrogantly while the teacher wasn’t paying attention.

Uesugi Sakura and Seisuke Yooya both saw it and chose to ignore it.

Just adolescent antics.

"Uesugi, you should first join the Kyudo Club’s chat group."

"Okay, alright."

Putting away his phone, after parting with the senior, Uesugi Sakura boarded the train to Tokyo University’s main campus.

Along the way, the city’s scenery flashed by like fleeting shadows, and he suddenly realized she would be turning 18 this October.

Recalling the high school years they spent together, slowly distanced, a faint reluctance arose in his heart.

Time moves forward, and so do people.

I really don’t know how much I will struggle the day she leaves, recalling her beautiful figure under the sakura tree then.

Perhaps I’m getting more sentimental, always thinking of such unhappy things.

Though, I’m still quite young.

"Sakura, Hanabi is at your school gate."

Feeling the vibration, Uesugi Sakura took out his phone from his pocket and saw the message after lighting up the screen.

"Got it, Hanabi, go buy a bubble tea across the street to drink first; it’ll take me some time to arrive."

"Sakura, aren’t you at school?"

The train swayed, stopping at the station, and his whole body leaned forward.

"No, I went to the Kyudo Club this morning."

"Okay (cute shark emoji), Hanabi will wait at the gate for Sakura."

That cute and slightly confident moe emoji made Uesugi Sakura feel quite relaxed after seeing it.

Each other’s sunshine, so warm and comforting.

Took about 40 minutes to reach Tokyo University’s Red Gate.

The cherry blossoms in May hadn’t withered yet; a large number of tourists gathered outside the red-painted Red Gate.

All taking pictures, admiring the lush Yaezakura tree.

Uesugi Sakura first weaved through the group of people taking photos, then saw the girl slowly sipping a cup on the bench under the cherry tree.

The girl had shoulder-length short hair, with two strands tied up with floral hair ties in front.

A simple and elegant dress, with a crossbody pink petite bag.

The scattering sakura petals falling around made the girl’s lovely face look like the first-love appearance that makes hearts flutter.

Before he could step forward, some photographers snapped pictures of her waiting under the sakura tree through the constant stream of people.

Such an harmonious occasion of beauty and scenery is quite rare.

Uesugi Sakura knew, little Hanabi wasn’t this good-looking when she was small.

Maybe she’s too cute, many boys who secretly looked at her for long didn’t dare to approach because of shyness, afraid of rejection, and even more afraid of the long-lasting disappointment before it began.

A few visitors who requested to take some pictures for her were also politely declined.

Hanamaru Hanabi sat under the sakura tree outside the Tokyo University gate, holding a bubble tea cup with both hands.

When she thought to herself ’Sakura should be arriving soon,’ a sakura petal fell onto the bubble tea lid.

The girl pinched the petal with her slender white fingers and was about to curiously examine it when she saw a familiar smiling face in front of her.

"Sakura!"

The girl said joyfully and got up from the bench, her little shoes standing side by side in front of him.

Uesugi Sakura wanted to squeeze her happy little face, "I forgot to tell you just now, bubble tea has a high sugar content."

"What will it do?"

"You’ll get chubby."

Hanamaru Hanabi flashed a bright smile and slightly tilted her head in front of him:

"Hanabi has always wondered, does Sakura like Hanabi, or just the look of Hanabi?"

"Because it’s this smiling face that is Hanabi’s look, that’s why I like it."

"Sakura’s lying." Hanamaru Hanabi slowly leaned forward against him, casually wrapping his hand.

"How am I lying?" Uesugi Sakura glanced at the cute girl holding his arm beside him.

"Everyone says guys only like appearances."

Uesugi Sakura: "That’s just because they don’t know me."

"Sakura... I need to tell you something..." Hanamaru Hanabi’s voice suddenly dropped a few tones, with a hint of secrecy.

"What is it?"

"Hanabi... grew a bit more..."

Uesugi Sakura stopped walking, touched her head, "Haven’t grown, still this short."

"No, not the height, it’s the weight!" Hanamaru Hanabi said under his hand on her head.

"Did it go back up just after losing it?" Uesugi Sakura’s hand slid down her head, pinching her cheek with his thumb and index finger.

It was so comfy that he pinched a few more times.

Then, Hanamaru Hanabi said with a slightly blushing face:

"Sakura... still can’t change this habit..."

In plain view, they couldn’t be sweet for too long, so Uesugi Sakura withdrew his hand.

"You see, you didn’t resist, which means Hanabi got used to it too, right? Also, don’t eat so many sweets, eat more spicy food instead."

Hanamaru Hanabi knew, when someone came to her school with gifts to visit, it was always chocolates, little cakes, or something like that as a treat.

Every time she gained a little weight, it was partly someone’s responsibility.

Walking together, they left Tokyo University’s Red Gate.

"Sakura, what do you want to eat today?"

"Oh?" Uesugi Sakura’s long-quiet stomach stirred, "You don’t have any writing work to rush today?"

Walking on a bustling city pedestrian street, Hanamaru Hanabi stayed close to him, an unmistakable pair emitting a constant sweet aura.

"Hanabi is a bit busy, but still willing to make time to cook a meal for Sakura."

"How long have we been dating, two years, and little Hanabi still sticks around like this?" Uesugi Sakura smiled, saying.

Hanamaru Hanabi clung to his arm, softly saying: "Because... it’s Sakura."

Uesugi Sakura thought she somehow learned how to be coy, perhaps unknowingly.

"I want to eat sukiyaki."

"Alright..."

"Chawanmushi."

"Sure."

"Unagi kabayaki."

"Mm."

"Egg omelette."

"As long as it’s for Sakura... Hanabi can make it all..."

"Then..." Uesugi Sakura softly smiled, "I want to eat you."

"Okay."

Hanamaru Hanabi instinctively agreed, then realizing, flusteredly said: "No, no way!"

Uesugi Sakura lightly shook his head at the girl who still held onto him but looked up at him:

"We agreed we can’t go back on our word with each other."

"Sakura’s being naughty!"

"Even naughty Sakura, Hanabi will still like." Uesugi Sakura said.

"No... don’t like..."

"Not liking is not an option, when Hanabi becomes an adult, we’ll get married, we’ll be a couple."

Hanamaru Hanabi’s apple-red cheeks grew even more endearing, she had matured much over these days, but somehow, she’d still inexplicably get shy in front of him:

"Couple... couple, even if a couple, Sakura can’t be naughty!"