Laid-Back Life in Tokyo: I Really Didn't Want to Work Hard-Chapter 878 - 517: Made Up but Not Completely, So Please Keep Moving Forward!

Chapter 878: Chapter 517: Made Up but Not Completely, So Please Keep Moving Forward!

"Ahem, men are always intermittent, unlike you girls." Uesugi Sakura continued to ask her, "Is that okay?"

Hanamaru Hanabi directly covered her face with the blanket, mumbling from inside: "As you wish, Sakura-kun."

"Can I come then?" Uesugi Sakura reached out to hold her.

"No!"

Hanamaru Hanabi laughed, using the sheet as a shield to block Uesugi Sakura’s advancing hand, "Bad guy! Bad guy!"

The girl used both her hands and feet to stop Uesugi Sakura, but even so, she was caught by the wrist in the playful tussle.

"Hey, don’t be so resistant, Hanabi. Where should we play hide and seek this time?"

"..." Hanamaru Hanabi did not reply.

"The stairs or the living room?"

Uesugi Sakura was suddenly gently kicked by the girl’s foot.

"I got it, little Hanabi really likes being outside."

"But... but what if mom hears us?"

"Hears us? She’s already heard it all, don’t worry about it, your mom won’t say anything."

"Really?"

"Don’t you know your own mom by now?"

"Mmm... but... but..."

Uesugi Sakura held her small hand: "No more buts, do you want me to carry you down?"

"Mmm..."

Hanamaru Hanabi was silent for a while, buried her face, nodded, and then reached out to wrap her arms around his neck.

Uesugi Sakura picked her up along with the blanket and headed towards the door.

"Sakura-kun..."

"Hmm...?"

"You won’t hate Hanabi like this, right, Sakura-kun?"

"What are you talking about? We are making efforts for the continuation of humanity, it’s something to be celebrated, and we’re married, who can say anything? Besides, I think Hanabi is so cute when she’s blushing and shy at that moment."

"Mmm..." Hanamaru Hanabi blushed shyly and nodded again, acknowledging his words.

The two sneaked downstairs.

"And also!" Before the final preparations for hide and seek, Hanamaru Hanabi lay on the living room sofa, turning her face away.

"What else?"

"Hanabi hasn’t forgiven Sakura-kun yet."

"I know."

Uesugi Sakura smiled slightly, looking at the girl hugging a pillow, tightly closing her eyes, and shyly turning her face away.

...

...

"Ah~~"

As usual, around 8 o’clock.

Hanamaru Mrs. got up, a homemaker, first turning off the air conditioner and then looked at the bedside at the sleeping little daughter, Hanamaru Hanami, just over a year old.

"Only behaves when sleeping." Hanamaru Mrs. sighed, "Why aren’t you as obedient as your sister was when she was little?"

She put on slippers, dressed in pajamas, got out of bed, and pushed the door open to the living room.

"Hmm?"

Hanamaru Mrs. suddenly noticed that the cushions on the living room sofa were arranged differently from how she left them the night before.

She distinctly remembered putting the two sofa cushions at each end, so why were they stacked to one side now?

Hanamaru Mrs. walked over and just a glance made her realize.

"Those two kids... I did hear sounds on the stairs last night."

She looked at the sofa and covered her forehead, saying, "Oh, those two kids are something, not knowing restraint is one thing, but forgetting to clean up is another."

She reached to remove a damp fabric cushion from the sofa, then turned back to the laundry room to get the mop to clean up the water spots on the floor, tidied up the coffee table, and suddenly furrowed her eyebrows as she raised her head.

Because she discovered a few droplets from the night before on top of the TV’s LCD screen.

Hanamaru Mrs. looked at the position of the two cushions on the sofa, then at the TV opposite.

This distance must be over two meters.

Also, judging by them, it should be Hanabi’s.

"Those two kids." Hanamaru Mrs. sighed helplessly.

Should she say they have good stamina for their age? At a loss for words, Hanamaru Mrs. decided to let it go, picking up a cloth to wipe the droplets off the TV.

Someone was coming down the stairs.

Mrs. Hanamaru looked up and found it was Hanamaru Hanabi, not Uesugi Sakura.

"Where’s little Sakura?"

"Sakura... is still sleeping." Hanamaru Hanabi rubbed her eyes and noticed her mother looking at her with a peculiar expression, suddenly feeling guilty because of last night’s events, "Wh-what’s wrong?"

Mrs. Hanamaru smiled and said, "Nothing, just thinking how healthy you are, Hanabi."

"Healthy?" Realizing that her mother seemed unaware, Hanamaru Hanabi breathed a sigh of relief, her cheeks still a bit red, "Mom... why are you suddenly talking about this?"

"Because you were just sick over in Hokkaido a while ago... So, have you been going for morning runs with little Sakura recently? I know he keeps it up every day."

"No, I haven’t."

"Between the two of you, who has better stamina?"

"Well... well, of course, it’s Sakura." Hanamaru Hanabi suddenly didn’t dare to look at her mother, her eyes evasive.

"Oh, so it’s little Sakura with the better stamina, huh."

"Mom... why are you suddenly talking about this..." Hanamaru Hanabi suddenly felt like her mother’s smile seemed to see right through something and wanted to change the subject.

"It’s nothing, I just think you’re looking really healthy, Hanabi."

"..."

Everything seemed to return to the beginning.

Or was there a special meaning in her mother repeating it twice?

Hanamaru Hanabi felt a bit flustered, fearing her mother had discovered her secret, her eyes darting nervously as she sneakily glanced at the sofa.

She found the two pillows each placed on opposite sides.

She breathed a sigh of relief, thinking thankfully Sakura remembered to tidy up yesterday.

"Being healthy... is a good thing."

"Yeah, it is indeed a good thing."

Mrs. Hanamaru looked at her daughter, "Never mind, come with me, I want to tell you something."

"What?"

"Private talk, only something a mother says to her daughter, got it?"

Hanamaru Hanabi nodded with partial understanding: "I see..."

Mrs. Hanamaru pulled her daughter over to the sofa and whispered to her for over ten minutes, during which Hanamaru Hanabi’s cheeks grew increasingly red, almost hot enough to fry an egg.

"Got it?"

"Um....."

"What you do in private is your business, but it’s most important not to show any cracks. I won’t say anything if I see it, and outsiders might not deliberately think that way, but you yourself will find it embarrassing and uncomfortable, won’t you?"

"Yeah..."

Hanamaru Hanabi sat obediently beside her, nodding constantly.

"Do you understand?"

"I understand..."

"What time did you go to bed last night?"

"..."

"Come on, I’m not going to eat you."

Hanamaru Hanabi twisted her fingers on the pants of her shark pajamas, her face growing redder and lowering more and more, and in a barely audible voice, said: "Five thirty..."

"What?"

"Five thirty..." Hanamaru Hanabi’s voice was a bit louder, but still very soft.

However, Mrs. Hanamaru could hear it.

She looked carefully at her petite daughter in front of her.

"So, you just came out to use the bathroom? And you’ll go back to sleep later?"

"Yeah..." Hanamaru Hanabi responded softly.

"No wonder little Sakura hasn’t gotten up yet." Mrs. Hanamaru looked at her daughter, who was extremely embarrassed, and covered her mouth with a smile, "Alright, what are you so embarrassed about? It says you’re young and healthy, though staying up late isn’t really good."

Mrs. Hanamaru found it increasingly difficult to suppress her smile.

"But this is typical of little couples who’ve just fought. Because they’re still a bit mad at each other, they keep annoying each other, and both get unwilling to back down."

"Mom... it’s not like that..."

"Alright, alright, it’s not like that if you say so. By the way, have you guys made up?"

"No... Hanabi hasn’t formally forgiven Sakura yet..."

"But it’s almost there." Mrs. Hanamaru smiled, "There’s really not much difference."

"That’s not true! Formal forgiveness is very important."

"Yes, what you said is right, Hanabi."