Crossing over, and then being blocked by a rich JK.

Chapter 348 Just like before [2K8]

The next day, at sunset.

“Isn’t it a bit wrong for us to do this?”

Coming out of the beach, Watanabe Yu, who was dressed in casual clothes, turned around and looked at the saint lady beside him.

To be honest, he felt a little guilty.

But Ayana is indeed beautiful today.

Today she changed into a beautiful white long dress. Her hair was tied into a more lively ponytail. With the embellishment of the dress, her already fair skin looked even whiter and more delicate.

Anyway, Watanabe Yu felt that it was not in vain even if he had died for three days.

"What's wrong?"

Amemiya Ayana turned her head slowly and met his eyes.

Unlike the guilt in Mr. Troll's heart, she is in a very good mood now.

Having been a squad leader for so long, I finally got to enjoy the special treatment of a squad leader.
——She had already informed Sugiyama Keion in the afternoon, and the latter said that she knew about their departure and turned a blind eye to it.

Of course, she also knew that she couldn't go too far. In an hour at most, she would go back with You.

"Just... left everyone behind and came here for a walk by myself."

Watanabe Yu hesitated for a moment and gave a truthful answer.

To be more precise, they sneaked away while everyone was still figuring out how to make a fire for a self-service BBQ.

"Nonsense! We're here to buy water."

The Saint Lady pulled up a strand of black hair from her forehead to her ears, then gave him a coquettish look and corrected someone's statement.

This was the reason why she asked for leave.

"……All right."

Watanabe Yu hesitated for a moment, but stopped thinking about it. He retracted his gaze and looked up, gazing into the distance at the coastal highway.

At this moment, the red clouds have occupied the entire sky.

As the sun sets, although there are no heartbroken people far away, the sunset glow, which is like the color of red wine in a shaking goblet, still dyes the whole world red.

There were many pedestrians out for a walk on both sides of the road. The sounds of various conversations drowned out the sound of vehicle engines on the road. The slow pace of the coastal town was fully displayed at this moment.

"Don't worry, I have a measure."

Amamiya Ayana moved closer to him and said something to comfort him.

In the tipsy twilight, two hands, one big and one small, were tightly clasped together.

In her opinion, apart from his slightly distorted understanding of the "Pure Love God of War", his moral bottom line in life, when it does not involve issues of principle, can be said to be a bit outrageous.

In her social circle, there was someone whose qualities were completely unique.

"Come to think of it, I want to stay here more and more."

She then looked in the direction he was looking.

After her eyes were completely occupied by that gorgeous blush, she also sighed.

There is no such sunset atmosphere in Tokyo.

In that big concrete city, everyone is like a worker ant in an ant nest, and can only rest after the work at hand is completely finished.

Busy, bright lights, fast pace, hurried, indifferent, and distant are probably the best ways to describe it.

In the past, she didn't have deep feelings in this regard, but as she got along with him more and more, these things that she had once selectively ignored began to emerge.

Even when she woke up this morning, she was a little dazed. She might as well give up Tokyo and live with him in this small coastal town.

"Why, are you starting to think about retirement?"

Watanabe Yu turned his head in surprise and teased her.

To put it bluntly, in his eyes, the Saint Miss is the representative of the "hard-working" type. She is the type of person who not only has a higher starting point than you, but the most important thing is that she works harder than you.

Compared with him who had just come here and was financially free and content with a small fortune, it can be said that there is a world of difference between them.

"is a bit."

Amamiya Ayana nodded very seriously.

She had indeed been thinking about this.

"Hmm~"

Hearing this, Watanabe Yu responded perfunctorily.

He didn't believe that Ayana would be patient enough to lie down. She was not that kind of person.

"That's too perfunctory." The Saint Lady grumbled coquettishly, then tightened her hand around his. "But then again, you should be more experienced than me in this area."

She will never forget the time when she chatted with someone online. This person's thoughts and opinions had a great impact on her at that time.

"That's right." Watanabe Yu smiled and accepted Amamiya Ayana's sharp comments frankly, "If I hadn't met you, I might have really been heading in this direction.

“I would just write five, six, seven or eight books, earn some royalties, and then announce my retirement. After that, I would find a comfortable place and start living a slow life.

"Of course, I still have to finish college."

And he had to have a diploma from Tokyo University, otherwise he really wouldn't be qualified to sit at the table of Tokyo travelers. But thinking about it carefully, it seemed a bit embarrassing for him to be a traveler.

Other time travelers who come to Tokyo either become rich in a very short period of time, or become a soldier king 3.0, killing people wherever they go, from the Yamaguchi-gumi all the way to the streets of Shinjuku, without leaving a single tear in their eyes.

Even the worst one with a lion in his eyes was still the top gigolo in Takama-ga-hara and had a pedigree. Although he was a bit too unlucky and failed to keep the people he should have kept and failed to protect the people he should have protected, but at least he sounds awesome.

Ok……

wrong.

According to this line of thinking, he is still much stronger than that loser. At least he protected the people he wanted to protect and kept the people he wanted to keep by his side.

"Are you serious?"

Amemiya Ayana widened her eyes in disbelief.

She did not doubt You's ability, but was simply too surprised that someone who could write "Norwegian Wood" and whose subsequent works were of equally good quality would actually think of stopping writing once he had earned enough money.

In her opinion, people who can write good works all have a desire to share, and want others to see their thoughts and the stories in their minds.

Yu's remarks were really beyond her understanding.

"What else?" Watanabe Yu smiled, "Just about enough is enough. Too much is as bad as too little. And why write so much?"

"...That's true."

She thought about it and nodded thoughtfully.

Before they knew it, they had walked nearly a kilometer and were only halfway to their destination.

"But considering my ability at the time, it would take some effort to lie down in advance. I have to think of other ways. If nothing unexpected happens, it will be quite tiring."

Watanabe Yu added this sentence.

At that time, his debuffs were piled up completely. He had to write with a pen and force himself to recall. It was good enough to have a final completion rate of about 80%.

"then what should we do?"

Amamiya Ayana took over the conversation.

"I'll just write some more songs, and then I'll wait and see if there's a rich lady who'll give me a living."

Yu Watanabe made a little joke.

"I believe the former, but as for the latter..." Amamiya Ayana slowed down her pace, turned her head, and looked at the person carefully from head to toe. Finally, she sighed with a little regret, "I'm afraid it's a bit difficult."

Someone is the kind of person who says he wants to live off others, but in reality, he will feel uncomfortable if you give him a little bit of it.

"What do you mean? Questioning my business capabilities?"

Watanabe Yu cooperated by raising his eyebrows and pretending to be angry.

"Yes." The Saint Lady nodded with a smile, "I am a wealthy sister after all, but I haven't seen you show your professional skills at that time."

"What about yesterday's VIP service?"

"Well, that's okay...

Amemiya Ayana shifted her gaze away and felt her face inexplicably hot.

How can this person say such things in public? !
"That's within the scope of normal VIP service. It hasn't gone beyond the normal level yet."

Watanabe Yu added another sentence.

"Cough cough!"

The Saint Lady coughed lightly, and felt embarrassed so she took the initiative to change the subject.

"Let's think about what kind of water we're going to buy later."

She was really afraid that he would say something without restraint.

After all, she was really defeated last night.

"Putting aside those jokes, what I mean is that I can change in order to protect something. I am willing to make such a change, or I would rather say I enjoy it. People's thoughts are all staged."

Watanabe Yu put away his joking expression and said this sentence very seriously.

He didn't want Ayana to feel any unnecessary guilt.

It wasn't her fault, it was just his choice.

Besides, it is actually a good thing not to die so early. If they work hard now, the little boy or princess in the future will have better living conditions.

Of course, if he is a brat, then he will have to copy his parents' ways.

He can’t be the only one to endure the hardships of those years!
The little brat has to try something new too!

As for Ryoko, who is visibly doting on her children, he will find a way to deal with her.

"..."

After the words were spoken, the two fell into a brief silence.

Amemiya Ayana didn't say anything else, but just silently held his hand tightly.

Just like she held her mother's hand tightly back then.

(End of this chapter)