I practiced as a monk alone in Japan.

Chapter 110 It's Okay, You're Delicious (Second Update~)

Although, so far, Kazama Sakura's own experience is clean and she has never been to any unclean places.

However, the information occasionally revealed by some precocious girls around her allowed her to understand the situation a little.

For example, how impatient their boyfriends are, starting to clamor to go to places like hotels after only dating for a short time, and all sorts of classic hints between guys.

If you're tired from shopping, shouldn't you find a private place to rest?

It only takes a few hours, it won't delay things.
In their mouths, boys seem to exist in only one type: the hot-blooded youth with the impulse to control their older self.

Sakura Kazama always felt that what they said was a bit exaggerated, because she didn't see that in Gen Tsukino. Although he sometimes made unrestrained jokes, he never forced himself to do anything. And those jokes didn't seem annoying at all in his eyes and actions.

Of course, if any other boy dared to make such a joke to him, he would have to choose between dealing with the teacher and the police, right? Kazama Sakura didn't know if this counted as double standards, but if Tsukino Gen dared to go even further, it seemed that her bottom line could be lowered a bit.

But if it's today, isn't it a bit rushed, since I haven't prepared anything?
But the boy didn't seem to have that in mind.

He led the girl through the bustling streets, seemingly wandering aimlessly along the road.

"are you uncomfortable?"

Seemingly noticing that Kazama Sakura's expression was a little strange, Tsukino Gen asked softly.

Kazama Sakura immediately shook her head. "Where are we going?"

This seemed to be a rare instance of the girl asking about the destination. Normally, the boy would tell her where to go and she wouldn't care about the destination at all, as long as they were on the same road.

Sensing something was slightly off, Tsukino Gen couldn't help but smile and ask, "Where do you want to go?"

"I...I don't know. Didn't you say you were just wandering around?"

"Just wandering around means you don't have a specific destination in mind, just taking a walk to digest your food. But it seems like you have somewhere you're looking forward to?"

"Huh? No, no. I was just curious. You're usually in a rush to go home, so it's a little strange that you said you were just wandering around."

The girl tried to adjust her mindset and return to her normal state.

Tsukino Gen leaned closer, narrowing his eyes as he gazed at the girl. "I have a feeling you're expecting something strange. Did I disappoint you?"

"No, no! Don't overthink it, this is fine~"

The blushing girl immediately tried to hide her embarrassment.

She finally breathed a sigh of relief when the boy regained his composure.

Perhaps I'm thinking too strangely. Why am I always thinking about these weird things lately? Could it be that I've already gone so far as to try to bind this boy with physical intimacy?

Why does it sound so malicious?
They continued wandering through the streets and alleys, and Kazama Sakura, having finally calmed down, was able to shop normally again. She looked at the dazzling array of trinkets displayed on the shelves with Tsukino Gen, and occasionally tried some novel street food.

Occasionally, he would force the boy to try things he wasn't so willing to try, stuff them into his mouth, and laugh out loud at the way the boy frowned slightly.

He would also try to get Tsukino Gen to wear those little headdresses that he seemed to dislike.

Rabbit ears, cat and leopard headgear—seeing the boy looking at her with a helpless expression filled Kazama Sakura with an immense sense of accomplishment. She took out her phone and took a picture of the boy.

"Do you really enjoy dressing me up in these weird and strange things?"

Actually, we didn't buy much. Most of it was just for Tsukino Gen to try out, and then we put it back where it was. Kazama Sakura isn't the type of girl who likes to spend money recklessly.

"That's really funny! Don't worry, it's not ugly at all!"

The girl smiled and comforted the boy.

"If it's not ugly, then why don't you wear it and let me take a couple of pictures?"

"How can that be possible?!"

Kazama Sakura's eyes widened in resistance, while Tsukino Gen narrowed his eyes and leaned close to the girl's body by the roadside. "So it was just a prank on purpose, right?"

Sakura Kazama sensed the boy's approach and felt a little pressured, but not so much resistant.

The familiar presence evokes not only shyness but also a restless, eager feeling.

Just like how one can't help but gravitate towards the shade in summer and the hearth in winter.

"What kind of prank is this? Is it even as bad as the times you bully me?"

The girl pouted slightly, as if in a defiant act of defiance. She subtly challenged the boy at the opportune moment, then noticed his slight raised eyebrow.

"Wow, you've gotten bolder, daring to talk back now."

He said this as if something terrible was about to happen.

Of course, Sakura Kazama wasn't afraid; in fact, she was secretly looking forward to it.

She remembered a little trick a girl had told her: you can't always give in, because that makes it hard for guys to know where to start. Sometimes, a little arguing back, giving him the impression that you're not so easily tamed, can actually ignite his passion.
Kazama Sakura had no similar experience, but she felt there was some truth to what was said. This was because Tsukino Gen's current attempts to get closer to her were more proactive than before.

Under the streetlights, on a narrow road with few people passing by, I could faintly hear the sounds of shop advertisements from across the river, but even clearer was the vigorous beating of my own heart.

She stubbornly raised her head, enduring the burning sensation on her cheeks.

Are you trying to bully me again?

Is this a provocation or an irresistible urging?
Gen Tsukino thought this girl was excessively cute.

Sometimes, a girl being easy to understand doesn't mean she's cheap, an easy game with no challenge, and therefore not worth cherishing. It just means she seems easy to understand in your eyes. But people often let their arrogance cause them to overlook these belatedly precious things.

So, at this unannounced moment, seemingly without any warning, on the roadside...

Gen Tsukino lowered his head and brought his face close to hers.

"Why does it feel like you're reminding me that I should do something?"

The girl was forced to take a step back, but there was nowhere to escape. Under the increasingly dark night sky, it wasn't a safe, private space. Yet, she seemed utterly unable to resist his approach.

I could only barely meet his eyes as he drew closer, forgetting what I was supposed to say.

It seems that at this point, only the instinct of liking or disliking remains.

"woo"

She had to close her eyes and feel the darkness encroaching.

But the boy gently pinched her cheek, "What are you expecting?"

That wicked guy!

Kazama Sakura, her face filled with shame, looked as if she was about to cry.

Isn't this a rhetorical question?

Even at this point, you're still making fun of me, huh?! "You!"

This time, Kazama Sakura couldn't hold back any longer and was really going to start cursing.

But the next moment, Tsukino Gen lifted his chin, and his shadow loomed over him, silencing all the words he wanted to say.

Suddenly, the girl's body tensed up naturally, and she couldn't help but grab Tsukino Gen's arm. She was young and inexperienced, and seemed unable to feel the other's gentleness and tenderness at that moment.

I passively accepted this hard-won surprise, my mind somewhat blank.

For girls, their first kiss is often imagined to be a romantic moment. They draw inspiration from novels and movies, which forms the initial shape of their hopes. But often, like real life, these moments don't involve deliberately created romantic atmospheres; more often, they arrive unexpectedly.

Is there anything to regret now?
of course not
She passively, nervously, and with a hint of secret delight, experienced the boy's abuse of her in the darkness.

The way her cheeks were cupped in her hands felt like a gift offered to a throne.

In this scorching summer heat, the reward I'd been longing for seemed to arrive even earlier than the summer itself. This place, though not near the bay, felt as if the warm sea breeze enveloped me, like its embrace.

The kiss was shorter than I expected; it seemed that before I could fully experience it, cracks began to appear.

The girl, her face flushed, slowly opened her bright eyes, revealing her delicate, rosy skin, which even gave her goosebumps in this weather.

She was somewhat afraid to look the boy in the eye.

Tsukino Gen looked into her eyes with a smile, "You're asking for the reward so early, what are you going to do after the final exams?"

Huh? Is this the reward he prepared?
"What kind of reward is this? You're clearly the one taking advantage."

That's right, I can't be tempted. I'm not a promiscuous person, so doesn't he enjoy it at all? Looking at his lips, they even seem to have a glossy sheen.

"Wow, that's even worse than turning your back on someone after you've already done your job."

"Say it again!"

The girl made a fierce expression, as if she was about to bite the boy hard. It was hard to say where she would bite.

I really wanted to bite his lips just now, but I was too nervous and couldn't open my teeth.

and many more.

Did you stick out your tongue? No. So, does this count as a first kiss?

Sakura Kazama was suddenly flustered.

Because there were no warning signs and I wasn't mentally prepared, I was so nervous that I felt like I didn't feel anything at all. I wonder if he thought the kissing experience with me was terrible?

Tsukino Gen had already let go of her hand and gently ruffled the girl's bangs.

"What are you thinking about now? You have such a strange expression."

"N-nothing."

"is it?"

"Um...am I weird?"

Kazama Sakura asked cautiously.

"Which aspect are you referring to?" Tsukino Gen put his hands back in his pockets and casually walked back down the road. This time, his destination was much clearer: the train station.

Kazama Sakura tentatively observed the boy's expression.

"Yeah, I was really nervous. It's all your fault for not saying hello, so... I..."

The words were on the tip of my tongue, but I didn't know how to say them.

Gen Tsukino was trying to suppress his laughter, his expression almost bursting out.

The girl next to her, who was so anxious she was practically scratching her head, finally noticed and couldn't help but stomp her foot, "What are you laughing at!"

Gen Tsukino shook his head and stopped near the station, leaning lazily against the route sign.

His expression, however, appeared exceptionally serious.

"Because I don't know what you're nervous about."

"It's normal to be nervous. Everyone gets nervous in these kinds of situations. It's all your fault for not telling me. Anyway, that's how it is. You can't blame me for not doing well this time."

Gen Tsukino couldn't resist reaching out and pinching her cheek.

It really is like a puppy that always pays attention to its owner's expression and mood.

He smiled and said, "Don't be nervous. You taste delicious."

".What?"

Suddenly, my heart rate spiked again.

Her cheeks were so hot she could barely feel the temperature of the boy's fingers.

Can't you understand this? Well, then we'll have to prove it with facts.

"Well."

Once again, the boy's figure loomed over them.

Like the moment when darkness covers the light, dark clouds sweep across the plains, casting a shadow over the earth. The tall, slender boy cupped her face in his hands, as if holding her firmly in his embrace.

This time, Kazama Sakura truly felt it.

His burning heat, and the tenderness mixed with his strength. If the previous kiss had some flaws and regrets, then this time, as if to fulfill a wish, she embraced the boy's strong back.

He closed his eyes, and he also loosened his teeth.

It felt as if my entire world had been plundered, as if this moment of encounter was an offering of everything I had.

It's ok.

Let them plunder; take whatever they want.

It doesn't matter whether it's a long eternity or a fleeting moment of brilliance. It's about that moment of passionate kissing in front of this station.

It is the most important stop in my life.

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(End of this chapter)