Laid-Back Life in Tokyo: I Really Didn't Want to Work Hard-Chapter 828 - 491: Snowy Hakodate in Hokkaido

It’s the first time I’ve seen such vast, flat snowfields from inside a train; the view is quite novel.

"Gloves, scarf, down jacket, waterproof non-slip snow boots..."

In the next seat, a young couple seems to be reminiscing and checking the essentials for this trip.

Their conversation is filled with laughter, creating a very cozy atmosphere.

After Uesugi Sakura looked away, she couldn’t help but turn her gaze to the side, at Hanamaru Hanabi’s profile sitting by the window.

Compared to her usual self, her face looked a bit cooler, her violet eyes reflecting the ever-changing snowy scenery through the train window, occasionally passing by a utility pole with shadows fleeting across her face.

Uesugi Sakura was somewhat unsure about what she was thinking.

He glanced at the playful young couple next to them, already hugging and snapping photos, then turned to the beside him, the cool yet very endearing pretty girl.

"Does it feel like the temperature dropped quite a bit after leaving the airport?"

"Well, it snowed."

Hanamaru Hanabi looked out the window as she spoke. Upon turning back, she suddenly noticed her hand being held by him.

"Let’s be clear, holding hands can only increase affection once, no matter how nice it feels."

"I know," Uesugi Sakura said with a smile, "Or rather, I’m holding your hand now not to increase affection."

"Then why do it suddenly, do you think girls’ hands feel more comfortable to hold?"

"That thought did cross my mind a little."

"Between girls’ feet and hands, which does Sakura-kun prefer to hold?"

"Why can’t I hold both?"

"Because Hanabi says you must choose one."

"Alright, then I’d choose feet."

"Why?"

"Because if I keep tickling your feet, Hanabi would call me a pervert."

Hanamaru Hanabi blinked at him.

Uesugi Sakura: "What’s wrong? Doesn’t seem right?"

"It really doesn’t seem right. Why does Sakura-kun prefer feet?"

Uesugi Sakura thought for a while and replied, "Besides your face, Hanabi, what’s your favorite part of me? What body part?"

If it was the usual Hanabi, she’d definitely show a youthful shyness at this moment.

But in front of him was the mischievous Hanabi, so she smiled and spoke in a cute voice:

"Besides the face~ it would definitely be—"

Hanamaru Hanabi’s gaze slowly moved down from his body, stopping for a while; she leaned closer, resting one hand on his thigh, and whispered in his ear, "Chinchin."

Her voice was very close and very soft, like gentle words whispered in the ear.

Not just the fragrance from her, but a very close girl-like aura floated subtly.

As she pulled away, her hand deliberately lingered upwards as if brushing casually.

Uesugi Sakura suddenly felt a little flame sparking in his heart, growing more intensely with each moment.

"Hanabi, do you really think so?"

"Hanabi never lies to Sakura-kun~"

"Then what about abs?"

"Abs come second~"

Although... it was quite stimulating, but this really was something the mischievous Hanabi could say.

Moreover, what could be more alluring than having a pretty girl whisper such things in your ear?

"What was Sakura-kun going to say earlier?"

"I wanted to say... for how much you like that, I like feet just as much."

"Oh, maybe Hanabi loves you even deeper than Sakura-kun~" Hanamaru Hanabi playfully winked at him.

Ssss~

Love... even deeper...?

Until the transfer train, Uesugi Sakura still felt a bit out of sorts.

They boarded from New Chitose Station at the airport, taking around five minutes to reach South Chitose Station.

South Chitose Station felt desolate, bitterly cold with its snowy platform, except for the few staff inside the glass windows, only a few scattered tourists waited here.

The white-painted iron frames on the outdoor platform were rusted, showing signs of significant age.

Uesugi Sakura and company needed to transfer here to the Hokuto Express train, traveling 11 stops to reach Hakodate.

"Feeling cold?"

While waiting for the train, speaking caused many warm breaths to visibly escape their mouths.

"A bit cold." Hanamaru Hanabi rubbed her little hands in front of her, perhaps due to the weather, a faint rosy blush adorned her cheeks.

Mrs. Hanamaru and Mrs. Uesugi were also on the other side, tucking in the two sleeping little ones for warmth.

The two one-year-old children still weren’t immune to such cold weather.

Uesugi Sakura stretched out an inviting arm to Hanamaru Hanabi by his side, "Wanna come closer?"

Hanamaru Hanabi rubbed her little hands and looked at him.

"Sure."

The pretty girl didn’t refuse; she moved closer to his side, wrapped her arm around his and tucked her hands into the pocket of his clothes.

Then, her little head gradually leaned against his shoulder, gazing along with him at the snowy tracks ahead.

"... Our mothers are still beside us, if they see us so close, they’ll laugh."

Hanamaru Hanabi hugged his arm and said, "Sakura-kun, remember, Hanabi isn’t the ordinary Hanabi right now, not afraid of these."

"True."

The feeling of being hugged and leaned on by his wife feels wonderful, but Uesugi Sakura always has a strange sense, or rather, a gut feeling.

The mischievous Hanabi seemed less possessive than before.

She used to be the scary pretty girl who would demand Sakura-kun to eat his fill, carrying a freshly cooked pot of rice.

"Hanabi-chan."

"Hmm?"

"Do you feel you’ve changed since you first appeared?"

"Is Sakura-kun saying he prefers how Hanabi used to treat him?"