I practiced as a monk alone in Japan.

Chapter 117 has arrived just in time! (Second update~)

Actually, there was absolutely no need to come to the club room today.

After all, tomorrow is a holiday, and this strange club doesn't have any interesting activities. Besides, there are only three of us, and we're usually like a disorganized bunch.

However, Asagiri Rin didn't forget that she had something to return to Tsukino Gen: her school uniform jacket.

This seemed to be the only reason she came here. After all, given her status and personality, she couldn't possibly send someone to their class on her own, could she? Even if she sent someone, there would be some troublesome gossip once they found out that the student was sent from her.

Besides, today is an exam day, so it's not suitable.

What if the boy is so excited and carefree about the upcoming holiday that he forgets to come to 215? It seems Asagiri Rin hasn't considered this possibility much. If he doesn't come, he won't return it, what else can he do?
She arrived very early.

She came here right after the exam, and she didn't feel like she was waiting for anything, but for some reason, the weather today made her sleepy.

She wasn't a particularly energetic person; the monotonous and repetitive nature of her life often left her feeling numb, and it seemed that only sleep could cure it.

I was trying to stay awake, since sleeping in a place like this wasn't comfortable, and it would be embarrassing if that boy saw me. But I just couldn't resist the drowsiness and didn't care why he hadn't come yet.

I didn't dream; I just drifted off to sleep.

Whether it was because the environment was too familiar or something else, she didn't notice the slightest movements; an unusual inertia made her not want to open her eyes.

Until she felt an unusual sensation coming from her ankle.

This forced her to open her eyes.

Then I saw this bizarre and vulgar scene.

That bastard is touching his own leg.

After being discovered by himself, he still said such stupid things.

Who do you take me for? Kazama Sakura, that love-obsessed idiot?
Just as she subconsciously raised her foot to kick this shameless bastard over, Tsukino Gen quickly picked up the black packaging bag on the ground and nimbly crawled out from under the table.

Looking at the girl with an unfriendly expression, he realized that although the kick had missed him, it was clear that the other party was not holding back and was not joking.

Holding the packaging bag in his hand, he said, "Why are you so angry about a joke?"

The girl squinted, her imposing manner undiminished.

"Don't give me that crap. Doing this while I'm asleep, you pervert, do you want to go to jail?"

"Who's the pervert? You stepped on my coat, and when I tried to move it, your foot touched it."

Gen Tsukino's reasoning seemed to be sound and well-founded.

The girl stared intently at the boy. "Then you could have just woken me up. Why didn't you wake me up? Wasn't it to satisfy your perverted desires?"

Yes.

Why not wake them up?
Gen Tsukino thought for a moment, then looked seriously at the young lady who remained charming even when angry or turned into an iceberg.

"Because you looked very sleepy, I couldn't bear to wake you up."

"."

reluctant?
Why is that bastard suddenly saying something weird?!

Her voice was cold, but her heartbeat was slightly unusual.

"Don't think I'm as easy to fool as Kazama Sakura."

"Who's fooling you? Believe it or not."

Gen Tsukino sat in the chair, seemingly unconcerned whether the other person was still holding a grudge. He simply took his coat out of the bag and examined it.

"You even washed it so clean, it looks brand new."

Asagiri Rin's voice was indifferent, "That was Morita who washed it, don't overthink it."

“I didn’t think about anything. But I’m very grateful that you brought it with you and didn’t lose it.”

What a load of rubbish!

So, your way of getting satisfaction is by touching my legs, huh? You despicable guy.

Asagiri Rin still feels a strange sensation in her ankle and feels uneasy.

"I don't need your consolation. Where's Kazama Sakura?"

She asked casually, trying to make it seem like she wasn't changing the subject. Returning the boy's school uniform jacket was a slightly odd thing to her, since she was the kind of person who wouldn't even accept kindness from others.

How could someone do something that seems like a reciprocal gesture?

"Oh, she went to the dessert club. It's almost holiday time, and the senior students there invited her over for a get-together or something."

"Then why did you come here by yourself?"

Why would he come on this day if Kazama Sakura wasn't there? The answer seems obvious; there seems to be no other possibility besides wanting to see me.

Tsukino Gen said casually, "If I hadn't come, wouldn't I have had to take the coat you brought back with me?"

This bastard, can't he just answer the question directly?
She glanced at Tsukino Gen, her competitive spirit preventing her from easily giving in, and unlike before, she wouldn't be helpless in the face of the boy's sudden attacks.

She is now excessively powerful.

"You're overthinking it. I'll just leave my coat here, and you can ask me for it whenever you remember. I'll let you come and get it yourself."

Gen Tsukino laughed out loud, "Then why didn't you do this a few days ago? Why did you only bring it today? Don't tell me it's because you didn't have time to dry the clothes."

"Give me the clothes."

"It's cold," Asagiri Rin said.

"What's wrong? Why are you still thinking about it?"

"I tore it to pieces."

Actually, the school uniforms of Zhaori Private High School are of pretty good quality. Tsukino Gen didn't think the other person had that kind of strength, but he didn't try it.

"It's so hot."

Gen Tsukino pretended to touch his neck.

Asagiri Rin glanced at the location of the air conditioner. "Did you turn off the air conditioner?"

"correct."

"Are you crazy? Why turn off the air conditioner on such a hot day? It's not like it costs you any electricity."

Instead of letting the boy come up with strange excuses, they simply blocked his escape route.

But to my surprise, Tsukino Gen blurted out almost without thinking, "You're asleep and there's no blanket covering you. What if you catch a cold with the air conditioning on so cold?"

Asagiri Rin paused for a moment, then quickly avoided looking directly at the other person.

"It's none of your business if I catch a cold, and my health isn't that bad. Go show your feigned concern to Kazama Sakura."

You can't fool me. It's just a clumsy, low-level trick by a scumbag.

I simply disdain it; I am a clear-headed person.

Tsukino Gen laughed at those words. "What do you mean by feigned concern? I'm the kind of boy who's very empathetic and wants the whole world to feel my warmth~"

"I'm about to throw up. What's the difference between you and a central air conditioner? How can you deceive Kazama Sakura like this without feeling any remorse?"

Asagiri Rin looked over with disdain.

So this boy is trying to act cute, huh? This bastard is getting more and more perverted.

"You're enjoying the air conditioning while complaining about the central air conditioning system. Don't be so hypocritical."

Tsukino Gen answered casually, and Asagiri Rin scoffed, "I am a hypocrite. What? You disagree?"

"Of course I'm convinced. You're a young lady, so you can do whatever you want, and you always have a reason for doing it."

Rin Asagiri couldn't help but roll her eyes at the boy's sarcastic reply.

"You can't say that. At least I wouldn't childishly play football with people like that."

Gen Tsukino couldn't help but laugh. "Are you playing house? Then why did the young lady appear in the stands and even watch the whole thing?"

"." Damn it.

She couldn't help but argue, "It was Morita who wanted to see it."

“Don’t tell me that’s a reason,” Tsukino Gen said, looking at the girl’s strange expression for a moment. He thought for a moment and said in a low voice, “You’d better not tell Kazama and the others this reason.”

"That's true."

Is this a reason that's hard to talk about?
It's all Morita's fault for being such a terrible actor!
Strange, why do my cheeks feel a little hot?

"Hahahahaha!"

Tsukino Gen laughed out loud in the activity room without restraint. To the girl's ears, it sounded like the extremely embarrassing canned laughter that often appears in variety shows.

"What the hell are you laughing at!"

The girl couldn't help but stand up. Her straight legs accentuated her perfect figure, making her quite tall. The young lady, however, wasn't as imposing as she had imagined. At least, in Tsukino Gen's eyes, she posed no threat whatsoever.

Far from being afraid, they became even more reckless.

"Hahahaha. No, that's too funny. You don't think anyone would believe that, do you?"

"You bastard, I'll kill you!"

It seems they can't take it anymore.

The young lady suddenly switched to a breathing state.

There's no way around it, this guy is just awful. He always manages to pinpoint my emotions so precisely. What's even worse is that he knows perfectly well that saying those things and making those faces will embarrass him.

But that's exactly what he does, without worrying at all that he might actually get angry.

We need to teach him a lesson.

Asagiri Rin stepped forward and kicked Tsukino Gen, who was sitting in a chair.

Filled with embarrassment and annoyance, she ignored the beautiful curves of the pleated skirt, but Tsukino Gen didn't bother to admire it at that moment.

He simply reached out and easily grasped the other person's ankle, which looked to be moving very fast.

Asagiri Rin was taken aback.

She glared at Tsukino Gen.

"You!"

But before she could speak, Tsukino Gen gently tugged at her long leg.

The girl, who suddenly lost her balance, was as if she were about to perform an aerial split, but she had no prior warning or preparation. Or rather, she simply didn't realize that the boy wouldn't tolerate her 'abuse'.

He fell headfirst in the direction where Tsukino Gen was sitting.

"boom."

The consequences were milder than she had anticipated; she didn't fall head over heels with the boy, ending up dazed and with scraped knees or anything like that.

But when she saw the scene clearly, it seemed that the situation was not what she wanted at all.

She was sitting on the boy's lap, or rather, seemingly pressed against his waist.

Her hand was unconsciously resting on Tsukino Gen's shoulder. She opened her eyes, which had been closed, and saw him up close.

This eye contact was completely unexpected.

The temperature of their physical contact was like a high-temperature oven, quickly cooking and fermenting the two people inside.

The breaths of the man and woman intertwined and exchanged.

Every breath seemed to make the atmosphere more enchanting and hazy. The activity room, without air conditioning, was gradually warming up.

Even the sound of a heartbeat has become a countdown on a time bomb.

She forgot to reprimand the boy for his audacity and rudeness, and she also saw the change in his emotions.

In those dark eyes that should have been filled with indifference, the sparks seemed to become more distinct.

He was holding her slender waist.

He looked up at himself, who was looking down at him.

This angle
Everything now.
This gave her the strange idea that perhaps bowing down now was the most appropriate course of action.

Neither of them spoke at this crucial moment, and in such situations, the exchange of glances was the most dangerous. A restless summer day, enough to drive one mad.

A perfect blend of hormones, as if they were born to be together.
"Um"

Suddenly, Asagiri Rin felt the hand around her waist tighten.

She seemed to feel the burning heat in the other person's abdomen.

He is going to
"Crench--!"

The jarring sound of the door opening made Asagiri Rin turn around, her mind blank for a moment, her face flushed as if she were drunk.

The girl with medium-length hair stood at the door, her expression of surprise followed by an indescribable ambiguity.

"Sorry to bother you, I'll remember to knock next time. Um... is it too late for me to say I didn't see anything? They won't kill me to silence me, will they?"

……

(End of this chapter)