Laid-Back Life in Tokyo: I Really Didn't Want to Work Hard-Chapter 825 - 489: About Uesugi—He’s Both an Idiot and a Pervert (Part 2)

Chapter 825: Chapter 489: About Uesugi—He’s Both an Idiot and a Pervert (Part 2)

"Isn’t it? That green plum was so green and tart, and especially shy."

"What about... now?"

"Now, it’s still a green plum, but now it’s become something you can take a casual bite out of."

"Sakura..." Hanamaru Hanabi suddenly turned around to face him.

"What’s up?"

With the city lights from the balcony, Uesugi Sakura could see her shining violet eyes.

"Although... we’ve talked about this before, Hanabi still wants to tell Sakura again."

Uesugi Sakura was momentarily stunned, then nodded: "Okay, go ahead, I’m ready."

"Sakura... Hanabi... wants to be Sakura’s green plum in the next life too. No matter the seasons or weather, Hanabi... hopes to always grow slowly beside him."

"Haha, you’re saying these things again."

Sometimes, Uesugi Sakura really found emotions to be quite strange.

It’s just a sentence, an action, a look, or something conveyed by a small face looking at you.

It’s clearly something so intangible, invisible, and untouchable, yet it always makes your heart tighten.

Uesugi Sakura was first in a daze, then smiled:

"Do you still want me to massage your shoulders for a while?"

"Let Hanabi do it! We should switch it up." As Hanamaru Hanabi spoke, she took off her shoes and climbed behind him on the sofa to sit.

Before Uesugi Sakura could stop her, her little hands were already on him:

"Sakura’s shoulders are a bit stiff."

"Do you remember back in Ehime Prefecture when I took you to steal oranges?"

"Sakura, you actually have the nerve to say that! Even though there were plenty of oranges at Grandpa’s house, you insisted on fooling Hanabi by saying there were none, and took me to steal from others instead."

"Haha."

Uesugi Sakura clearly remembered her eagerly looking into the orange grove, wanting to eat but too scared to go in.

That orange grove belonged to the neighboring village, watched over by an elderly couple without children.

Usually, the two elders were not home, leaving only a Japanese watchdog to guard the orchard.

It was a scorching summer day, in the afternoon, and seeing the Akita dog napping in its kennel, Uesugi Sakura took the timid little Hanabi to steal a couple of oranges.

Unfortunately, they startled the dog, which rushed out of the kennel barking fiercely.

This was one of the few mischievous things little Hanabi had done.

"How does it feel now when you think back to that time?"

"Hanabi now only thinks Sakura is a bad guy."

"Besides being a bad guy? Any other thoughts, like Sakura being handsome, bravely guarding little Hanabi behind him?"

"I never thought that, Sakura is still a big bad guy!" Hanamaru Hanabi clenched her little fist, switching from a massage to a shoulder pounding.

Uesugi Sakura enjoyed the comfort of her small fists on his shoulders, closed his eyes, and laughed: "I noticed little Hanabi doesn’t seem to have any other insults besides calling me a bad guy, only using ’idiot’ and ’big idiot’ to scold. Haha, overall, running out of words is kind of cute too."

"Hanabi knows one more!"

"What?"

Hanamaru Hanabi paused her pounding, sitting back on her calves, staring at the slightly taller back in front of her.

In the next instant, her cheeks blushed, and she whispered: "Baka..."

After she said it, she gently continued pounding his back with her small hands.

The first syllable was long, and the second became softer, perfectly capturing the shyness of a young girl embarrassed to say such things out loud.

This word from Hanabi, "baka," simply struck right at Uesugi Sakura’s heart.

He now wanted to hold his heart, open his mouth, and let the satisfaction out from his throat.

Fortunately, Uesugi Sakura held it in, just like how, at times, a man must hold back.

"Hanabi-chan."

"Does Sakura have anything else to say?"

"Could you, curse me more?"

The air fell silent for a few seconds in the quiet night.

"Sakura... are you a pervert?" Hanamaru Hanabi stopped her hand movements, realizing he had turned around, and she fearfully shrank to the other end of the sofa.

"Yes, I’m a pervert, so curse me more!" Uesugi Sakura suddenly turned around, startling Hanamaru Hanabi greatly.

"No way."

Hanamaru Hanabi hugged her knees at the edge of the sofa, like a frightened little girl, feeling uneasy facing Uesugi Sakura who had climbed onto the sofa. She grabbed a square pillow to shield herself.

"You can’t be like this!"

"Hanabi, hurry, hurry, I can’t take it anymore."

Uesugi Sakura clasped his neck with one hand, reaching towards her tiny white powdery feet with the other, and his eyes rolled upwards revealing the whites beneath.

"No way! Sakura-kun, Sakura-kun don’t come over." 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

"Quick, save him... Sakura-kun the pervert, he’s... almost done for."

Every time Uesugi Sakura reached out, Hanamaru Hanabi would hit him with the pillow in her hand like a cat paw.

But the hand retreated in battle, seizing the chance to whisk the pillow behind him, leaving Hanamaru Hanabi unaware of how many pillows she had lost.

Uesugi Sakura seized the opportunity, his right hand slipping below the battle line of pillows, directly grasped her ankle.

"Hehe, gotcha."

However, greeting him were relentless pillow strikes.

"Pervert, pervert, Sakura-kun is such a big pervert!"

"I am!"

Sakura Uesugi didn’t care about this, he tugged the girl over to his side by sheer force.

Imagining she’d fall onto the sofa from the pull, instead Hanamaru Hanabi with a small pink foot pushed towards his right cheek, trying to shove him away with her foot.

Uesugi Sakura refused to give up, directly facing the sweet-scented foot with determination.

"Hanabi-chan... just... call out, it’s not hard."

"No way!"

"Then watch this!"

"Haha... No, don’t use that trick!"

"I will use it!"

Their shadows frolicked on the sofa, scattering square pillows all over the living room.

In the end, because Hanamaru Hanabi’s head accidentally bumped the floor, Uesugi Sakura admitted defeat.

"Are you... you okay?" His face still bore a faint, red imprint of her foot.

Hanamaru Hanabi curled up on the sofa, clutching a pillow while holding the back of her head, little face angrily muttered to Uesugi Sakura, "Sakura-kun is such a meanie! Still... still a pervert!"

"I told you I am."

"Hanabi... Hanabi won’t pay attention to Sakura-kun anymore!"

Knowing she couldn’t win with words, Hanamaru Hanabi put on her slippers and returned to her bedroom.

Her face was still red as she retreated.

Uesugi Sakura looked at the mess before him, he hadn’t expected the night to end like this.

Well, it wasn’t so bad.

He gently touched the spot where her foot had left a slight impression on his right cheek.

Then he sniffed his fingers by his nose.

A subtle hint of melon scent, did she switch body wash?

Uesugi Sakura got up and picked up the pillows sprawled across the floor, stacking them neatly back into place.

As he watched the sofa from in front of the TV, Uesugi Sakura felt like he was suddenly quite the domestic gentleman.

A gentle man like me, little Hanabi actually seemed to find me distasteful just now.

Aha, indeed, women’s hearts are hard to understand.

Even if she is my dearest wife.

As long as little Hanabi called me a few more bakas, I’d be completely content.

Such a pity... such a pity.

Uesugi Sakura shook his head, picked up his usual blanket on the sofa, and lay flat upon it.

After the little scuffle earlier, he felt his spirits had lifted quite a bit.

Yes, all the talk about leaving, as long as he didn’t want another Hanabi to disappear, she won’t disappear.

Just like pursuing goals, giving it his all is the right thing.

Now that Hanabi is already my wife, what more can I possibly pursue?

Uesugi Sakura placed his hands behind his head, gazing up at the ceiling with a smile.

Sleep!

Tomorrow’s matters, deal with them tomorrow!

Late at night, Tokyo’s lights still glimmered.

Should’ve been asleep, Uesugi Sakura suddenly opened his eyes.

He thought of a question— somehow, he had never pursued Hanamaru Hanabi before, had he?