Laid-Back Life in Tokyo: I Really Didn't Want to Work Hard
Chapter 311 - 241 "The Uesugi Hanabi Dislikes

Chapter 311: Chapter 241 "The Uesugi Hanabi Dislikes

On the way to the Central Cafeteria at Tokyo University.

"I should buy a computer."

"What are you talking about, senpai?" Seisa Takeshun, walking on the right, couldn’t hear clearly.

"Nothing, just thinking it’d be easier to take notes with a laptop."

Near the iconic clock tower of Tokyo University, on the side of the central lawn, there is a small entrance to the cafeteria underground.

With around 15,000 students and staff at Tokyo University’s Hongo Campus, the Central Cafeteria was built large enough to accommodate everyone during peak times.

A two-story semicircular structure.

The second floor has a café selling cakes, desserts, and lunches where many people study.

The first floor is for picking up and eating meals, and since it’s open to the public, with prices much lower than outside restaurants, it’s always more than half full.

After grabbing a tray at the pick-up station, Uesugi Sakura ordered a bowl of Red Gate Ramen.

yen.

"Do you like spicy food, senpai?"

Uesugi Sakura took the ramen in a black bowl from the food counter and placed it on the orange tray.

"I’m used to it; it feels uncomfortable not to have some."

Getting used to eating spicy food?

For someone who hasn’t eaten much chili since childhood, it’s hard to understand.

Uesugi Sakura and Seisa Takeshun are both students from the same class, grouped by the second language, and both of them chose Chinese.

Uesugi Sakura often helped him with questions, so Seisa Takeshun, coming from the countryside of Japan, frequently followed the older student.

They say Tokyo University students are all top students.

When girls hear they’re Tokyo University students, they even curiously ask: "Do you guys talk about nothing but calculus and history among yourselves?"

So, actually, the status of a Tokyo University student isn’t very popular with girls.

They see them as too outstanding, creating a sense of distance.

After finishing his noodles, Uesugi Sakura reviewed his notes; life at Tokyo University isn’t strict, but he still wants to try a bit harder.

Regarding Hanabi’s grandfather’s suggestion for him to become a police officer, Uesugi Sakura plans to decline.

The reason is simple; his aspirations lie elsewhere.

"Are you going to the Kyudo Club today, senpai? You don’t have classes this afternoon."

"It’s too far. I’ll go on Saturday when I have time."

The sound of rain pattering, the gingko trees lining the avenue swaying.

In the afternoon, after borrowing materials from the library, Uesugi Sakura ran into Professor Okuno from their Literature Department.

Uesugi Sakura shielded his face with an umbrella, quickly slipping away when he paused.

Pretending not to see.

Professor Okuno, with a full white beard, coughed twice, lowering his voice on purpose, "Uesugi, as a freshman, don’t you even greet your teachers when you see them at Hongo?"

"Uh, good afternoon, Professor Okuno." Uesugi Sakura turned around, bowed politely, fearing he would be asked to make coffee again.

"This afternoon, Professor Morikawa—"

"Professor Morikawa is from the medical department," he reminded.

"Haha, what’s the difference," Professor Okuno laughed, "as a Tokyo University student of tomorrow, you should broaden your knowledge. Literature cannot be separated from reality. In the future, if you become a novelist, a broad knowledge base will save you a lot of trouble."

"Hmm." Under the umbrella, Uesugi Sakura thought for a moment and agreed with the professor, "I’ll explore when there’s a chance."

Professor Okuno understood he was deflecting when he heard "when there’s a chance."

"Can’t help make a cup of coffee this afternoon?"

Uesugi Sakura doesn’t want to flunk his classes and often asks this professor for advice.

"No, I have something to do out."

"Pity, pity," the gray-haired Professor Okuno shook his head and left first.

...

Days passed by in the blink of an eye, with Uesugi Sakura’s days filled with classes. Among the freshmen, some ambitious ones wanted to take multiple courses simultaneously.

But that was in April, with the confidence of "I’m a genius, it’s my duty to strive for the nation!"

By May, Tokyo University freshmen contracted "May sickness."

Eh? Class? Skipping is fine.

Work? Not working either, since there’s no requirement, isn’t it nice to stay lazily at home?

After auditing a law class, Uesugi Sakura felt he was also about to catch May sickness.

In the afternoon, he decided to drop by Tokyo Art University.

Taking the subway from Nezu to North Senju, about half an hour later, Uesugi Sakura arrived near Tokyo Art University in Adachi Ward.

He knew Hanabi might be busy with drafts during this time, so he didn’t go to the campus but walked to her apartment building first and called her.

The call connected.

Hanamaru Hanabi: "Sakura-kun."

Uesugi Sakura glanced up at the second single room from the left on the fourth floor of the apartment building: "Are you free?"

Hanamaru Hanabi: "Yes."

"Do you want to eat something?"

"Sakura-kun... do you want Hanabi to come over?"

"Look out the window and look down."

Window?

Hanamaru Hanabi in the apartment, wearing only a loose Shasha T-shirt, was checking materials on her computer.

Hearing Uesugi’s words, her fair feet slipped into slippers, and she cupped the phone in her hand, walking to the window.

On a rainy day, she saw Uesugi Sakura downstairs, holding an umbrella and smiling up at her.

Then she hurriedly said into the phone:

"Sakura, Sakura-kun, wait a moment! Hanabi will be right down."

"No need, I’ll come up."

....

Outside Hanamaru Hanabi’s rented apartment, Uesugi Sakura put down his umbrella and rang the doorbell.

After a few gentle footsteps, the little Hanabi wearing only bloomers opened the door.

Uesugi Sakura saw she seemed a bit lazy and asked, "Have you had lunch?"

"I haven’t, haven’t had the chance to make it," Hanamaru Hanabi hurriedly brushed her hair, clearly caught off guard by his sudden arrival, leaving her no time to tidy up.

"Busy with illustrations again?" Uesugi Sakura entered the hallway, closed the door, and changed into the slippers she had prepared.

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