Laid-Back Life in Tokyo: I Really Didn't Want to Work Hard-Chapter 808 - 480: Hanabi Blushing from Drinking

"Sakura... if you think Hanabi is beautiful... then you should be gentle with Hanabi..."

Before Uesugi Sakura could react, a flushed and adorable face moved above him.

Her eyes, a mix of muted purple, seemed vacant and dreamy, yet filled with affection and dependence, reflecting his image.

Her hands pressed against Uesugi Sakura’s stomach, gradually moving as she advanced slowly until she reached his chest.

"Sakura~ Give me a kiss..."

Seeing her about to fall, Uesugi Sakura quickly reached out to steady her slender shoulders. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

The girl was very dazed, her cheeks flushed, eyes half-open.

In her relaxed and lazy state, Uesugi Sakura sat up.

"Sakura..."

Hanamaru Hanabi fell into his arms without resistance, her small hands clinging to his shirt, pulling downwards as if intending to crawl along his body.

His hand now traced her delicate waistline, and even through her thin, casual t-shirt, Uesugi Sakura could feel the soft and tender skin sensation that traveled from his palm to his brain.

This long-missed intimacy made him find the drunken girl even cuter.

Uesugi Sakura couldn’t help but swallow.

"Sakura, hug me..."

"Alright, hugs, hugs." Uesugi Sakura couldn’t help but respond to her affectionate plea, wrapping her entirely in his arms.

The fragrance of the girl, mixed with the scent of fruit wine, wafted into his nose like a perfectly blended cocktail.

The air conditioning blew warm air into the bedroom, and Uesugi Sakura could already feel her body heat, along with her cute drunken image flashing in his mind.

"Ugh...ugh..."

"Why are you crying?" Uesugi Sakura asked, hearing her small sobs.

"I don’t know... I just...ugh...feel like crying..."

Probably because she was drunk, her emotions were unstable.

Uesugi Sakura hurriedly patted her back, murmuring comforting words to stop her from crying.

Interestingly, after a moment, she stopped crying and even took the initiative to end the embrace.

"Feeling better?" Uesugi Sakura looked at her rosy, red-eyed face, unsure whether to describe this expression as cute or pitiable.

"Sakura... you’re so good to Hanabi..." Hanamaru Hanabi said, cupping Uesugi Sakura’s face with a giggle, while rubbing his cheeks, "Sakura is also so handsome~"

The girl’s touch was gentle and smooth, but if pinched like a ball, it felt quite odd.

However, seeing her enjoy it so much, Uesugi Sakura didn’t say anything or stop her.

Soon, Hanamaru Hanabi stopped herself, buried her face shyly, and softly called out, "Sakura..."

"What’s up?"

"Hanabi wants to see Sakura’s abs..."

"..."

Uesugi Sakura fell silent for a long time, as if turning into a desert.

"Well... what’s so interesting about that..."

"Interesting! Just like how Sakura likes looking at Hanabi’s feet, you understand, right?" Hanamaru Hanabi smiled sweetly at him.

"I can kind of understand that."

"Then Sakura, show Hanabi quickly~"

Why does my wife turn into such a tease when she’s drunk, yet with a sweet girl’s face and an incredibly cute tone that makes her impossible to dislike?

"Sakura~~ Hurry up~~"

Sitting on the bed like a duck, Hanamaru Hanabi tugged at his hand, rocking it, and incessantly whined in a sweet, sticky voice, "Hanabi wants to see Sakura’s abs, Sakura’s tummy~~"

Uesugi Sakura was entirely defenseless against her coquettish assault, but faced with the peculiar pride of a man, he couldn’t bring himself to strip voluntarily.

So, he came up with a strategy.

If he could make Hanabi shy, wouldn’t she give up on her own?

"Alright, alright," Uesugi Sakura agreed repeatedly, "I can show Hanabi."

Hanamaru Hanabi instantly sat up obediently, her small head tilted slightly, a smile on her face.

"But." Uesugi Sakura elongated his words.

"But what." Hanamaru Hanabi straightened her head.

"But Hanabi has to show me her stomach first."

"Stomach...?"

Uesugi Sakura waited for a long time, without seeing any movement from Hanamaru Hanabi. She just blinked at him with her lavender eyes, the blush from the fruit wine on her face still hadn’t faded.

"Stomach... Hanabi’s stomach..."

Sure enough, Hanamaru Hanabi shyly lowered her face, starting to clench her conflicted hands like a rabbit.

Uesugi Sakura immediately breathed a sigh of relief, thankfully, the drunk Hanabi was still the same shy Hanabi, although slightly teasing, yet she still retained her innocence.

Her ingrained shyness was uniquely hers, an everlasting cuteness.

"Alright then."

Hanamaru Hanabi said, as she lifted the shark pattern t-shirt covering her stomach, revealing a marshmallow-sweet cherry-pink belly.

Her waist was slim, or you could say her figure was exceptionally good; her sides had smooth, curvy lines, her skin was fair and tender, with a small flat stomach without a trace of excess flesh.

She didn’t lift the shirt entirely, her lovely navel half-hidden, which made her stomach look clean and cute; just one glance felt as if youthful fragrance was wafting around.

"Sakura... do you want to touch Hanabi’s stomach?"

"Can I?" Uesugi Sakura glanced at her.

It wasn’t that he was a rogue, but he genuinely wanted to touch it, he hadn’t done so in days, almost forgetting how it felt.

"Sakura, don’t be shy." Hanamaru Hanabi guided his hand to rest on her tummy.

The shark t-shirt fell back down, but Uesugi Sakura’s hand was still inside, even though there was a layer of fabric, without the visual he was able to feel the heat emanating between his fingertips and her stomach.

It was a warm, radiant feeling.

Could it be because of the alcohol, it felt warm like touching a small sun.

Uesugi Sakura couldn’t hold back his paws, his right hand gently sliding under the girl’s T-shirt onto her small belly, slowly pinching and grabbing, as if his whole self was sinking into her soft, fleshy stomach, tightly enveloped by a warm current filling his heart.

He couldn’t help but wonder, are all girls’ stomachs this soft, or is it just Hanabi’s that feels so soft and comfortable?

While touching her belly, Hanamaru Hanabi lay with her eyes closed, completely relaxed, and he could hear a gentle hum escaping from her throat...

"Alright!"

With a red-hot face, Hanamaru Hanabi interrupted Uesugi Sakura’s hands, "Now it’s Hanabi’s turn to feel Sakura’s stomach!"

"Hold on for a moment."

"No way! Sakura, you can’t go back on your word!"

Hanamaru Hanabi suddenly pressed her whole self against him, catching Uesugi Sakura off guard, knocking him down onto the bed once again.

Though he was defenseless against her, it was his first time being knocked down twice by a delicate girl.

"Sakura~~"

Hanamaru Hanabi smiled as she sat on his waist, resting her hands on his stomach, pushing down slightly.

"Hanabi... don’t move." Uesugi Sakura quickly called out to her.

"Sakura, show Hanabi your abs!"

"Well..."

Uesugi Sakura stammered, unable to respond, too embarrassed to voluntarily lift his shirt or anything.

"Sakura... um, naughty! Hanabi will look herself!" Hanamaru Hanabi hurriedly lifted his shirt.

Uesugi Sakura usually exercised regularly and kept his physique well-maintained. Though he didn’t specifically train his abs, long-term maintenance had given him some clear lines.

Hanamaru Hanabi looked intrigued, but only dared to glance before covering her face.

However, even as she covered her face, she couldn’t stop herself from peeking at his stomach through her fingers.

The girl hovered between being too shy to look and desperately wanting to look.

Uesugi Sakura was already covering his eyes, never expecting, never expecting that one day he’d be the one being pushed down by Hanabi.

"Sakura’s abs... so handsome..."

Hanamaru Hanabi lowered her hands from her face and began to try poking with her finger, firm.

Uesugi Sakura only felt he was losing face, too flustered to understand why Hanabi would find his stomach handsome.

He could only shout:

"Hanabi-san, Hanabi-san, that’s enough, you’ve seen it."

"No! Sakura, Hanabi wants to touch."

"No way—"

Before Uesugi Sakura could refuse, the girl’s warm hands were already in place, gently and softly rubbing his stomach.

"Sakura... Sakura..."

Uesugi Sakura seemed to hear a slurping sound.

But this feeling of being caressed by small hands, how to say, felt like a tickle on the skin similar to blowing air through hair.

At the same time, it was slightly different, warm, gentle, smooth.

From the lower abdomen, to the waist, then to the chest, it felt as comfortable as a massage.

Uesugi Sakura couldn’t tell if he was in heaven or in hell, only trying to resist the urge to move, the warm tickle that made him squirm.

"Sakura... Sakura..."

In the girl’s attentive caressing, Uesugi Sakura hardly realized he was holding his breath, only feeling heat spontaneously bursting from his mouth as he exhaled.

Unable to hold back, he panted heavily, his whole body shifting from tension to sudden relaxation.

However, the tickling sensation brought by the girl’s hand did not dissipate. She continued to slide over his stomach, causing his body to repeatedly alternate between tension and relaxation...

This gentle, warm caress full of warmth, before long, Uesugi Sakura felt like he had run a ten kilometer marathon, exhausted.

"Huff... huff... huff..."

"Sakura... it doesn’t seem like you’ve hurt Hanabi... how come you’re panting..." Hanamaru Hanabi, sitting on Uesugi Sakura’s waist, looked at him full of confusion, her index finger circling around his belly button.

"I... I don’t know either." Uesugi Sakura thought for a while, unable to come up with anything to say.

"Sakura... can’t open your eyes." Hanamaru Hanabi reached out and covered his eyes.

"What?"

Uesugi Sakura adjusted his sight, and upon seeing Hanamaru Hanabi, discovered she leaned down with her upper body, enveloping his face warmly with her little hands.

Hanamaru Hanabi, up top, her cute drunken face, smiled sweetly at him: "Sakura is a handsome knight, and Hanabi is the princess."

This was drunken nonsense she was saying.

But,

Alright, since she said so.

Uesugi Sakura hugged her, outside the window the rain still swayed.

...

"nini! Wake up! Wake up!!"

The next morning, the rain cleared with the sun shining down outside, but Uesugi Sakura felt sore all over, and on the ground were beer cans everywhere with their clothes tangled together in a heap.

What happened?

Uesugi Sakura turned to look, discovering a snow-white shoulder lying beside him, her hair slightly messy, from the back it was Hanabi lying on her side asleep.

He recalled, seemingly, yesterday Hanabi drank too much, suddenly changed like another person, acting spoiled towards him, and even took the initiative to carry on intimately.

Uesugi Sakura shook his head, trying to sober himself, and outside the door, the sound of knocking had continued for a while.

"nini, Aei is coming in."

Hearing the voice outside, Uesugi Sakura glanced around and noticed the mess of clothes and cans everywhere, realizing something, quickly shouted: "Don’t—"

But, it was already too late, little Aei had opened the door and walked in.

Little Aei saw the chaos on the bedroom floor and looked at the topless Uesugi Sakura on the bed.

At that moment, he smacked his face, thinking, I’m done.

His image as a good brother, was gone.