Laid-Back Life in Tokyo: I Really Didn't Want to Work Hard-Chapter 841 - 497: Sweet Snow Scenery of Hakodate Mountain (Part 2)

Chapter 841: Chapter 497: Sweet Snow Scenery of Hakodate Mountain (Part 2)

"What do you mean by unexpectedly kind, it’s originally kind."

Uesugi Sakura wasn’t sure if Hanamaru Hanabi noticed the boy, he only knew the boy on the other side became shy and unconfident because of Hanabi’s beauty. However, being her husband, he was quite pleased to see it.

It’s like the feeling of "I have it, but you don’t."

Commonly known as, flaunting one’s love.

Uesugi Sakura suddenly had an idea, he deliberately extended his right arm and asked the beautiful girl in front of him, "Do you want to hold my hand? It looks more like a couple this way."

"Up to no good..." Hanamaru Hanabi glanced at his arm propped up like a chicken wing on his waist, mumbled, lowered her eyelids, and then firmly refused, "No way!"

After that, Uesugi Sakura could only watch her back and the white scarf wrapped around her neck.

If there’s a difference between the two, it’s that Hanabi’s refusals and initiatives are casual, she would agree when she’s happy, but her happiness is unpredictable, making it hard to grasp.

...

The cable car load is 126 people.

When the site security gestured for their family to go in, it was already crowded inside.

Mrs. Hanamaru peeked inside, "Feels like the subway at Shinjuku Station."

Mrs. Uesugi couldn’t help but say, "So many people came to Hakodate so early to see the snow this year."

"Blame it on the weather this year, it got cold too fast."

"That’s true."

Because they were holding Uesugi Shin and Hanamaru Hanami, the two mothers and the two little girls had a place to sit, while Uesugi Sakura and Hanamaru Hanabi were squeezed to the edge by the crowd.

Uesugi Sakura propped his hands on the glass, shielding Hanamaru Hanabi from the crowd.

From this perspective, she really is a petite girl.

As the alert sound ended, the cable car started, slanting upwards, gradually leaving behind the snow-covered city clusters.

"Doesn’t this position feel particularly familiar?"

Sunlight came from an angle, just casting on Uesugi Sakura’s profile, making the warm air from his speech particularly visible.

"Of course," as she was shielded in his embrace, Hanamaru Hanabi could clearly smell his scent, raising her eyes to look at his close face, "Sakura always uses this to take advantage of Hanabi."

"Take advantage...?" Uesugi Sakura nearly lost his support on both arms.

"That’s right, taking advantage, often using the stopping motion of the train to press his body closer to Hanabi."

"Uncomfortable?" Uesugi Sakura smiled bitterly.

"Of course, it is." Hanamaru Hanabi crossed her arms, giving him a cute glare, "Sakura even rubs a lot when the train starts, and after going home, Hanabi still feels her chest aches."

Hmm?

Uesugi Sakura felt that his wife was making it more and more far-fetched.

"Not really, I am very mindful of the limits."

"Sakura... You started groping Hanabi since she was fifteen... Pervert Sakura."

"What, I saw you in the buff when you were little."

"Hanami-chan was also seen by you! Childhood matters shouldn’t be brought up now."

"Then past matters shouldn’t be used now either." Uesugi Sakura gave a shallow smile to the girl within his arms, showing what he believed to be a handsome smile.

"Tsk~"

Unfortunately, the beautiful girl stepped on his toe directly.

Enduring the pain, Uesugi Sakura forced a smile, "Hanabi-chan seems to really like this foot-stepping action lately."

The girl furrowed her attractive eyebrows at him, "Shifting the blame, it’s Sakura’s fault."

"Since it’s my fault, I should be punished, but how did it turn into a reward?" Uesugi Sakura felt her stepping even more forcefully.

Hanamaru Hanabi pouted in silence, then stepped harder.

Yet, the man in front of her had an even more dazzling smile on his face.

...

Uesugi Sakura noticed her foot moved back.

"What’s wrong?"

"Sakura, big pervert."

"Then Hanabi-chan likes big perverts, so she’s also a little pervert."

"Hanabi likes Sakura, not pervert Sakura."

"Whether it’s little Hanabi or shy little Hanabi, I like them both."

Knowing that these words were much wiser than her own, Hanamaru Hanabi turned her face away, simply ignoring him.

If someone asks what the deepest feeling of having a beautiful girlfriend is.

Uesugi Sakura could answer now—she was right beside him, her face blushing like a luscious apple, so adorable that it makes someone want to take a bite, and then smell her fragrance, and slowly press their face against her exceptionally soft and delicate skin.

While feeling her body temperature, one could also enjoy the sweet, refreshing scent from her body.

Having a cute wife like Hanabi is truly wonderful.

...

The elevation of Hakodate Mountain is only 334 meters.

Much lower than Mount Fuji which he had climbed before, but the scenery is not much different.

Standing in front of the stone monument engraved with [Hakodate Mountain], gazing towards Hakodate City in the distance, where the sky meets the sea, the snow-covered mountains, the towering cityscape, the arc-shaped bay, the deep blue ocean, and the crystal-clear sky.

When all these beautiful sceneries present themselves before your eyes, an unknown mountain breeze blows by, and with a breath, it seems as if you can smell the refreshing scent of snowflakes.

The air is sweet and cool.

The scenery is beautiful, but teasing your wife does have its price.

Little Hanabi has a much better temper, but when angry, she won’t pay attention to him at all.

Black Hanabi is even more straightforward, and when angry, she’ll just hide far away from him.

Girls can be endearing when they throw little tantrums sometimes, so Uesugi Sakura didn’t mind at all.

He handed the extra cheese-baked sausage he bought to young Aei who wasn’t yet satisfied.

"Isn’t this sister’s portion?" Little Aei took the steaming sausage with her hand.

"Aei, you’re a girl too; you should understand what it’s like to be angry, right?"

"Angry?" Aei thought carefully and replied, "Mom used to get angry often. When she got angry, she’d make a phone call, and after a while, an unfamiliar uncle would come to our house."

"Uncle?" Uesugi Sakura looked at her innocent face, somewhat surprised.

"Yes, the uncles even gave Aei and sister some money, letting us go outside to buy something to eat."

"What about the uncle and mom?"

"They went to the room... and locked the door." Aei stuffed the whole sausage into her mouth, smearing cheese sauce everywhere.

"How did you know it was locked?" Uesugi Sakura asked curiously.

"Because Aei tried to open it, and sister advised Aei not to do it, saying mom would get mad."

Alright.

It seems the concept of anger as described by Aei is on a completely different level than his own.

Uesugi Sakura wasn’t sure if Aei truly understood what her mom and the unfamiliar uncle did in the room, but thinking about the fact that they usually slept on that bed, he was grateful to have taken them out of that home.

Had that lady Iwajita kept raising the two sisters, he wasn’t sure if they would end up learning the wrong things.

Uesugi Sakura supported himself by the knees as he stood up from the bench.

"Nini, are you going to apologize to sister Hanabi now?"

"I have no choice; if she’s angry, we won’t be able to take the rest of the photos, and your Auntie Hanamaru and Auntie Uesugi would surely scold me."

"So, even big brother has those annoyances of being afraid of mom."

"Everyone has them," Uesugi Sakura said with a smile.

"So, have you figured out how to apologize to sister Hanabi?"

"Well, little Aei, maybe you can come and help me a bit?"

...

The two ladies wanted to take photos at the scenic spots nearby the summit, entrusting the responsibility of watching over the kids to Hanamaru Hanabi.

She placed the two little sisters over a year old on a bench, brushing away the snowflakes, letting them climb freely on top of it.

Hanamaru Hanabi sat properly beside, happily playing with toys to entertain the two kids.

Mrs. Uesugi approached with a camera, clearly having gained a lot:

"Hanabi-chan, where’s Sakura?"

Hanamaru Hanabi only continued playing with the sisters, gently murmuring, "I don’t know where he is."

Mrs. Uesugi, with her sharp intuitions, immediately sensed something was off.

"Did Sakura bully you again?"

"Mm..." She nodded lightly.