Laid-Back Life in Tokyo: I Really Didn't Want to Work Hard-Chapter 810 - 482: Running and the Gentle Breeze

When the two of them left the bedroom, Uesugi Sakura realized that Aei and Chiaei had already packed their things, finished breakfast, and gone to school.

Luckily, luckily, little Aei is very clever and wouldn’t let her brother lose face.

Uesugi Sakura stood in front of the living room and let out a breath.

He then thought to himself.

How about bringing them some food tonight when I get back?

Both little ones love strawberry cake.

Hanamaru Hanabi packed all the beer and fruit wine they drank last night into a garbage bag; it was recyclable waste and couldn’t be thrown away carelessly.

Uesugi Sakura watched her being so kind and gentle beside him.

Since the beginning of November, she started wearing woolen knits, often paired with a light blue long-sleeve jacket for women, with the cuffs extending past her hands, and tied a butterfly bow she likes at the neckline.

Below her pleated short skirt, a pair of flawless curved thighs were exposed.

Today she wasn’t wearing knee-high socks but pure white pantyhose that hugged her from her feet to her waist, resembling a beautifully curved popsicle.

Her legs were so dazzling that it was hard to look directly at them.

Not to mention her outstanding, beautiful appearance, which everyone agreed was pretty; no matter what clothes she wore, she had a cute girl vibe.

Uesugi Sakura had noticed before that when she walked down the street with him, he felt so confident and dignified.

Perhaps this is one of the perks of having a pretty girlfriend.

Uesugi Sakura couldn’t help admiring Hanamaru Hanabi’s outfit today.

Girls’ clothes are always more numerous than boys’, but Uesugi Sakura could still see her slim figure through her knitwear, and that youthful curve was something none of these clothes could hide.

"Don’t look!" Hanamaru Hanabi suddenly turned shy when she noticed his gaze and pushed aside his face. 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

"No, no," Uesugi Sakura stammered, looking at her little hands, "I was appreciating with no evil intent."

"I don’t believe you, Sakura..." Hanamaru Hanabi said angrily; even her soft voice puffed up with anger, "Sakura is a bad guy, the worst kind! Be careful, or Hanabi will bite you!"

"Hanabi-chan, that’s not fair," Uesugi Sakura laughed, pinching her little hand, "If we go out, other guys will definitely look at you; can they look, but I can’t?"

"They... only dare to look a little... unlike Sakura! Daring to look and to touch!" The more Hanamaru Hanabi spoke, the more her cheeks puffed up.

However, seeing her so cute, it’s hard to believe whether she’s truly angry or not.

Before they finished dressing up and officially left, Hanamaru Hanabi, with a flushed face, turned to him and asked:

"Sakura... did Hanabi really drink that much beer last night?"

Uesugi Sakura glanced at the cans in her bag: "Not entirely; I drank half of it."

"So, Hanabi... drank more than half?"

"Yeah, Hanabi-chan, you got drunk and fell into my arms crying."

"Cried...?"

Hanamaru Hanabi really couldn’t remember what happened afterwards; she only remembered giving Uesugi Sakura a lap pillow, then he brought some drinks over...

She drank and drank, and then, nothing.

A blank memory, a blank screen.

Hanamaru Hanabi put on a coat, recalling the events of this morning, and immediately turned around with a puffed-up face:

"Sakura, you must forget about what happened this morning!"

"Huh?" Uesugi Sakura was still clueless, "Forget what?"

"You know, you know... embarrassing things... you must forget them!" Hanamaru Hanabi bit out the last words with particular determination.

Uesugi Sakura slyly laughed, "There’s no need to forget that, right?"

"You must!" Hanamaru Hanabi earnestly said, "Sakura hasn’t even reached the necessary affection level; right, according to dating game rules, being intimate like this requires a one-day separation."

"Do we really have to?" Uesugi Sakura thought his wife was particularly cute today and didn’t want to take his eyes off her for too long.

"We, must."

At this, Hanamaru Hanabi’s tone softened considerably as she took two steps forward, her skirt gently swaying.

"Sakura was also so sneaky last night... exploiting Hanabi’s sympathy... a lap pillow shouldn’t be something you can do with a -10 affection level."

"Bad guy!"

Hanamaru Hanabi turned around, lifted her single shoulder bag, and shouted at him with her eyes closed.

After saying that, she picked up her shoulder bag and left the room ahead.

Soon, with a bang, Uesugi Sakura was alone at home.

"Really left, huh?"

Uesugi Sakura watched the motionless door for a while, finally confirming that Hanabi-chan really left.

He noticed a message popping up on his Line app and took a look.

It was a message from Hanabi-chan, saying that she would be staying at her mom’s until noon the next day, during which Sakura must calm down!

At the end of the sentence, there were two cute yet angry emojis.

"Pfft..."

Uesugi Sakura couldn’t help but laugh while looking at her message.

Sometimes Hanabi-chan is this way, tougher than him at times, but shyer than anyone else once it’s over.

Well, though he set those dating game rules himself.

With Hanabi-chan being gone for a whole day, Uesugi Sakura didn’t feel uncomfortable at all.

Hanabi-chan’s lap pillow, Hanabi-chan’s warmth, he had felt it all through the night and morning...

It was already really nice.