Laid-Back Life in Tokyo: I Really Didn't Want to Work Hard-Chapter 321 - 247 Chinju Naka-cho Ni-chome_2

Hanabi doesn’t like others touching her clothes.

Luckily there weren’t many things, and it wasn’t a full-service move, otherwise, a complete house moving service would cost over 500,000 yen.

Moving companies focus on service, and prices have been getting higher.

As it was nearing noon, Uesugi Sakura planned to find Hanabi for lunch, she should be with Sakisa and the others now.

Her foot got sprained, but fortunately, it wasn’t serious.

She applied medicine at the hospital, and the doctor said it would fully recover in about a week.

It takes a hundred days for bones and muscles to heal; if an ankle sprain isn’t taken care of, it could easily turn into a habitual sprain.

Regarding this, Uesugi Sakura repeatedly reminded her not to move too much and sent her to stay at Sakisa’s place outside.

He was too lazy to walk to the train, so he hailed a taxi at the road near his house.

"Chinju Naka-cho Ni-chome."

The taxi drove along the boulevard, passed by Jigenji Temple, and stopped near Tokyo Art University at Chinju Naka-cho.

–4563 yen.

Approximate price for 7 kilometers.

Uesugi Sakura paid the fare and walked on the sidewalk shaded by beech trees.

He turned two corners and saw a large detached villa.

The villa was surrounded by walls, he walked over and knocked on the door.

After a while, Kitagawa Sakisa saw him standing at the door through the electronic camera and remotely unlocked the door for him.

Uesugi Sakura pushed the door open, changed his shoes at the entrance, and found Hanamaru Hanabi and the others watching a romantic morning drama together in the living room.

"Sakura-kun." Hanamaru Hanabi was the first to turn her head and smile in welcome, her foot was still bandaged, nestled among colorful cushions on the small table.

Kitagawa Sakisa was crying a lot, wiping her tears with tissues: "Wel...welcome."

For a moment, Uesugi Sakura hadn’t reacted to the fact that she was saying welcome to him.

On the TV, the male lead was hugging the female lead in the rain, painfully regretting that he shouldn’t have brought her here.

Is there a tear-jerking point when the female lead gets into a car accident?

Isn’t this the part where they should be cursing the editor for being too melodramatic, with disasters befalling to progress the plot?

He glanced at the TV storyline.

There was a deliberate close-up of the guy who hit the female lead with a car, looking satisfied and excited.

The implication was that it was intentional revenge against the female lead, by someone familiar.

Probably the writer knew that suddenly having a car accident sending the female lead to the hospital for years would draw criticism, so they added an extra character.

Earlier, they probably left some clues, grandly labeling it as something bound to happen, as a foreshadowing.

When getting criticized, they could use this as a shield.

Among the three girls, only Kitagawa Sakisa was crying, the others showed no emotional response.

"Damn, if I were Sayori, I’d definitely catch that guy and toss him into Tokyo Bay!!"

She was referring to the guy who hit the female lead with a car.

Hanamaru Hanabi watched intently just now, but without Sakisa’s intense reaction.

"Have you had lunch yet?" Uesugi Sakura asked.

Kyujuu Rika: "Not yet."

Ayaka Rie suggested: "Let’s order takeout."

Hanamaru Hanabi was a little worried: "If it’s takeout, will it be too slow."

Seeing that they had no intention of making food themselves, Uesugi Sakura casually suggested:

"How about going out for some BBQ?"

Kitagawa Sakisa was extremely passionate about food, immediately turned around to look at him, teary-eyed:

"Sakura, Sakura, will you treat us?"

"You and Kyujuu are both rich young ladies, why do you want a poor guy like me to treat you."

Uesugi Sakura knew her family was wealthy, but wasn’t sure what exactly they did.

Her brother seemed to be the director of some company?

He heard more about her brother than her father.

Apparently, Kitagawa Sakisa didn’t quite like her brother, saying he was too controlling.

She was a bit defiant: "Who’s a young lady, and can’t young ladies be treated?"

Kyujuu Rika smiled and said: "We know Uesugi-san, you’re an ’archer’, quite wealthy. How about you treat us this time?"

"It’s just a little bonus." Uesugi Sakura said nonchalantly.

A little bonus = 100 million.

Go out.

On the road, Hanamaru Hanabi, who had trouble walking, limped and had to let Uesugi carry her.

Many people on the street were watching her, making her a bit embarrassed to be carried.

In the shopping street, they found a BBQ place.

Japanese BBQ places were crowded and noisy, large mugs of beer were a must, but they were all minors.

No one could drink beer, and no one drank beer.

Juice and soda were the standard fare.

Hanamaru Hanabi got down from Uesugi Sakura’s back and sat on the bench, whispering in his ear so that only they could hear:

"Thank you, Sakura-kun..."

"No kiss?" Uesugi Sakura smiled slightly at her bright eyes.

Hanamaru Hanabi hesitated a little, and then, while the three girls across from them were looking at menus, she quickly gave his cheek a light peck.

Uesugi Sakura’s smile widened: "What would you like to drink?"

"Milk." The girl said softly.

Uesugi Sakura glanced at the self-service drink machine in the restaurant, "Looks like there’s no milk, how about orange juice?"

"Um...okay."

"Okay then, you just sit tight."

"Um..."

Uesugi Sakura came back with two glasses of orange juice, the four girls had finished ordering the meat.

"Hehe, Uesugi-san, you’re quite generous." Kitagawa Sakisa in a black dress smiled.

"No worries, you all won’t eat me poor." Uesugi Sakura sat next to little Hanabi, handing her the orange juice.

"Thank you." Hanamaru Hanabi said as she took the cup.

"Didn’t you just say you were poor?" Ayaka Rie teased.

"Poor as I am, I can still take care of Hanabi."

"For lunch, just ordering so much beef, won’t it be too greasy?" Kyujuu Rika remembered they had ordered a lot of A5 grade wagyu beef.

Kitagawa Sakisa confidently waved it off: "No, no it won’t."

The waiter quickly brought the meat, and just as Uesugi Sakura was about to start grilling, Kitagawa Sakisa said:

"Uesugi-san! Today you just sit back and eat the meat! Don’t do anything."

"...? Is my cooking skill that underestimated?"

"Just grill your own if you want to."

Uesugi Sakura understood, what she meant was: if you trust your own cooking skills, you can try grilling your own.

He didn’t want to take that risk.

So he looked over at Hanamaru Hanabi:

"Hanabi, how about lending a hand."

"Sure, Hanabi will grill for Sakura-kun." Hanamaru Hanabi immediately agreed.

All he needed to do was place beef slices on the grill, leaving all the cooking to the four of them.

The lighting in the small Japanese store was warm, the premium beef sizzled as it oiled up on the grill, releasing fragrant aromas.

Kitagawa Sakisa, taking advantage while no one was paying attention, quickly grabbed a piece of meat Hanamaru Hanabi was grilling and popped it into her mouth.

"Wait! That’s very hot!"

Sakisa, without biting into it, hurriedly spat the grilled meat back into her bowl.

"Hoo-hoo~ It’s hot, hot!!"

Ayaka Rie handed her a glass of iced soda: "Honestly, never seen anyone so silly, haven’t you eaten BBQ before?"

Kitagawa Sakisa quickly took it and drank a big gulp, then sticking out her tongue, said:

"This kind of grilling is a first, before, whenever it was grilled and served, it was always at the perfect temperature."

Kyujuu Rika: "That was slow-cooked over a small fire, it’s different."

Hanamaru Hanabi brushed oil over the meat on the grill, sprinkled some seasoning, and kept turning them over.

The scent filled the air, making their already hungry stomachs hard to endure. fгeewёbnoѵel_cσm

"It’s ready."

Saying that, she placed the biggest steak on Uesugi Sakura’s plate.

"Thank you."

Sakisa leaned close to Kyujuu Rika’s ear, whispering: "Isn’t this favoritism."

"They’re engaged." Kyujuu Rika helped by placing a steak on her plate first.

"Can being engaged justify favoritism?"

"What kind of strange question is that? Your brother isn’t biased towards you?"

"He’s an annoying siscon, not biased."

"A siscon is just an extreme form of bias."

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