I practiced as a monk alone in Japan.

Chapter 101 The Puppy and the Thief

The last weekend before summer vacation.

It started to drizzle in the morning. In this sweltering heat, such rain was a lifesaver, making the morning much more refreshing.

Even in this kind of weather, a boy wearing a vest, shorts, and cheap sneakers can still be seen on the streets in the early morning rain. It's as if he's completing his training day after day, rain or shine.

Seemingly casual but actually quite self-disciplined, Tsukino Gen bought some breakfast and went back. After taking a shower, he leisurely went to the room next door.

There were no more words like "pay back the money" or "I'll kill your whole family" appearing at the door of Kiyono Mizuki's house, nor were there any more bright red paint marks. Perhaps it was because of this change.

The neighbors also took better care of the girl, often bringing her fruit and snacks as a way of repaying their years of neighborly friendship.

It's not hard to understand, really; after all, not everyone wants to cause trouble. Both Tsukino Gen and Kiyono Mizuki believe there's more good in humanity than bad, but unfortunately, not everyone is Tsukino Gen.

For ordinary people, getting into trouble and bearing the consequences is too severe; not kicking someone when they're down seems like the best-case scenario. Now that such concerns are gone, more goodwill has returned to Kiyono Mizuki's life, which can only be described as icing on the cake.

After all, these experiences have made the girl understand what is the most special, important, and irreplaceable thing in her life.

However, this thing is a bad thing; it always appears when people are least expecting it, without reason or warning.

A light drizzle is the perfect weather for sleeping. So girls who stayed up a little late and wanted to sleep in weren't so easily woken up naturally.

In the blur, I could feel warm, delicate fingertips touching my cheek.

The familiar touch was comforting and reassuring. It didn't even trigger a sense of unease, like, "Why is someone touching my face?" before she was suddenly jolted awake. Until those fingers slowly began to pinch her cheek.

The young girl's long, curled eyelashes trembled slightly, and her still-sleepy eyes held an endearing, dreamy quality.

"Time to wake up."

The boy's warm and mellow voice, in the daytime, sounded like a murmured poem soaked in rainwater.

Clutching a thin summer air-conditioned blanket, the girl's fair and translucent shoulders were quite slender. She softly hummed, "So early."

Her head was turned to the side, her long, untied hair casually covering her face, a beauty in its dishevelment, as if she were half-asleep. Tsukino Gen didn't rush to wake her.

Instead, she sat on the edge of the bed with a smile, gently gathering her hair with her hand to perfectly showcase the girl's profile.

"It's getting late, it's just that there's no sun today."

"No sun means God doesn't want me to get up early, so I'll sleep a little longer~"

She seemed to still be asleep; the girl's voice sounded muggy, yet she was able to answer logically and clearly.

Tsukino Gen wasn't in a hurry. He touched the tip of Kiyono Mitsuki's nose with his finger, and then you could see Kiyono Mitsuki cutely wrinkle her nose.

"Don't mess with me"

She grumbled in dissatisfaction.

"Staying up late again?"

Seeing this status, Tsukino Gen guessed that the other party definitely hadn't listened to him and was writing late into the night.

After all, staying up late, whether for men or women, seems enjoyable at first glance, but in reality, has far-reaching negative effects. It's especially problematic if you have a habit of staying up late. If you can maintain a healthy sleep schedule for a long time, you'll find that not staying up late can relieve you of at least 80% of your ailments.

The girl seemed unwilling to hear Tsukino Gen's voice at this moment, so she turned over and faced away from the boy.

Although the legs cannot move naturally, it seems that the strength in the waist is still there.

However, this movement also revealed the girl's back. Beneath the thin nightgown, her long, fair legs were positioned haphazardly, as she couldn't adjust them on her own and had to use her hands to change their position.

Her slightly disheveled nightgown couldn't hide the beautiful curves of her back, and most of her pert buttocks were exposed.

There was no sun this morning, but it was still blindingly white.

"Um"

With a vague answer, Tsukino Gen simply sat down next to Kiyono Mizuki, then lowered his hand to her cheek and pinched her pink lips.

"How about we have breakfast first and then go back to sleep?"

he asks.

"No. Ugh."

She opened her mouth, but her words of rebuttal were immediately cut off as Tsukino Gen mischievously pinched her lips shut, silencing her. The girl couldn't help but reach out and grasp the boy's broad, slender hands.

Gen Tsukino then loosened his grip slightly.

"Okay, get up. You can sleep later."

This seemed to be an unquestionable ultimatum. Under normal circumstances, at this point, Kiyono Mizuki would have no choice but to get up, even if she didn't want to. He still had a hundred ways to trick her into getting up.

However, the confident young man felt a strange sensation coming from his hand, or more precisely, his fingers.

It is warm, delicate, and moist.

then
"hiss."

Gen Tsukino withdrew his finger and looked down to see Mizuki Kiyono gazing at him, her cheeks flushed. Her eyes held a hint of shyness, but more so a mischievous glint, as if some plan had succeeded.

There was a ring of fine teeth marks on my fingers, not very deep, but a momentary stinging sensation was still transmitted to me, as if telling Tsukino Gen that their owner was not someone to be trifled with.

"Dog?"

Tsukino Gendo asked.

The girl rolled over again, not rushing to get up, but instead slightly raising her body and barely managing to lie on Tsukino Gen's lap.

Just keep your eyes closed.

"I was born in the Year of the Dog, and you're like a thief. You're always sneaking into people's rooms, even the bedroom!"

Feeling the girl's seemingly instinctive dependence, perhaps still half asleep, she couldn't muster any restraint or shyness, completely following her instincts to get close to him.

"Even if I sneak in to prepare breakfast for you, I'm still a thief. What did I steal?"

Gen Tsukino asked in a low voice.

Kiyono Mizuki lifted her still sleepy eyelids. In fact, she could have easily ignored Tsukino Gen's words and continued to sleep. If she insisted on sleeping, he probably wouldn't have made things difficult for her.

But once she realized he was really here, she couldn't bear to waste time sleeping.

"You want to steal me."

She muttered something.

After all, in this old and dilapidated house, the most expensive thing was Kiyono Mizuki herself.

She firmly believed that there was no man in this world who wasn't lustful. No matter how restrained Tsukino Gen usually appeared, he had already revealed himself to be a handsome lecher. Kiyono Mizuki, still smug, quickly sensed something was wrong, and the hand that had been near her cheek began to move.

The warmth lingered on my chin and neck.

Then there's the neckline.
Eh?
Wait.

Is it this silky smooth?!

Her mind was still a little dizzy from not being fully awake. By the time Kiyono Mizuki came to her senses, a heavy weight had suddenly appeared in her chest, a support that didn't belong to her.

She suddenly widened her eyes, instantly waking up even when she didn't want to.

Then I saw Tsukino Gen's unashamed smile.

"Why would I need to steal?"

".Ugh."

As the girl cried out in anguish, Tsukino Gen smoothly withdrew his hand, leaving ripples on her skin from her collar.

"Are you a little more awake now?"

Gen Tsukino even deliberately moved away from the edge of the bed to maintain a fairly safe distance.

Is this bastard afraid that I'll bite him to death?
So cunning.

"Who gave you permission to lay a hand on me?"

With a blush on her face, Kiyono Mizuki couldn't help but say that her current action of sitting up and adjusting her collar could only be described as an attempt to cover up the truth.

"Who touched you inappropriately? This is just to give you a massage."

"massage?"

"Yes, girls need to pay more attention to their health, especially to prevent hidden risks to the breasts. So even if I'm not here, you can massage yourself whenever you have time."

So you mean if you were here, I'd have to ask you for help?
"I'll fuck you!!"

Kiyono Mizuki grabbed a pillow and threw it at him, but Tsukino Gen easily caught it with one hand. The next moment, he gently tossed the pillow back.

It didn't hit the girl's face, but rather it precisely flew over her head, hit the headboard, and landed steadily where the pillow should have been.

Kiyono Mizuki was stunned. How could someone show off by throwing a pillow?

The boy had already opened the bedroom door. "Okay, breakfast is ready. I'll wait for you outside."

When Kiyono Mizuki finally appeared at the dining table after tidying everything up, it was almost twenty minutes later. It wasn't that girls should be slow, but there was nothing she could do about her leg problems.

Knowing this, Tsukino Gen thoughtfully put the breakfast back in the microwave to reheat it.

"Do you get a holiday after this week?"

Kiyono Mizuki was eating when she remembered this incident.

Gen Tsukino nodded. "Yeah, but don't get too excited yet. I'm very busy and can't spend all my time with you."

Qingye Mizue:? ? ?
"Who wants you to keep me company? I'll bite you to death!"

The girl opened her red lips menacingly, attempting to threaten, but it was actually not dangerous at all; on the contrary, it had a kind of naive cuteness.

"Then why are you concerned about my vacation?"

Kiyono Mizuki's pretty face turned red.

The first sentence was a joke from the boy to lower her guard, the next sentence is the real general.

"I"

Kiyono Mizuki seemed speechless, because this was indeed the reason she had asked the question. With the holidays starting, it seemed he would have more time to be with her, and they could spend this unforgettable and incredibly vibrant summer together.

However, we shouldn't take it too for granted. A young man like him doesn't lead a monotonous life; of course, there will be healthier and prettier girls inviting him on dates.
But at that moment, Tsukino Gen's nonchalant gaze fell upon them.

"But if you invite me on a date, to dinner, or to go shopping, I'm easily swayed and might just say yes."

"...malicious."

They make a simple thing sound so embarrassing and their hearts race.

What do you mean by inviting you on a date or to dinner?
Is it so hard to admit that you also want to spend time alone with me?

Damn arrogant.

After finishing their meal, Tsukino Gen helped tidy up and took the kitchen waste downstairs.

I have no plans or intentions for today, just like the last week before summer vacation. I'll just get through it quietly and peacefully.

Of course, he was also prepared for any unexpected events to occur at any time.

"boom."

Throw the trash into the trash can.

I was braving the light rain to head back when my phone vibrated in my pocket.

I turned on my phone and saw an unfamiliar number.

Why are there so many unknown phone numbers lately?
He answered the call, but it wasn't Shinichiro Kawakami's voice that came through, which he had a premonition of.

It's a woman.

"Is that Tsukino Gen?"

Who are you?

"We met the day before yesterday." The woman's voice sounded somewhat unreal, whether it was a deliberately crafted tone or a distortion effect from the mobile phone communication.

"The day before yesterday?" Tsukino Gen hesitated for a moment, and then a somewhat unfamiliar but beautiful face inexplicably appeared in his mind, the clearest feature being the beauty mark under her eye.

"Mochizuki Mihime?"

He blurted it out, and there was a moment of silence on the phone.

The woman's voice was full of texture, as if the words were engraved into one's heart through a screen.

"it's me."

……

(End of this chapter)