I practiced as a monk alone in Japan.

Chapter 123 You finally decided to come back! (Second update~ Please vote~)

Unlike last time, it didn't end so quickly.

Moreover, Asagiri Rin wasn't nearly as drunk as she was last time.

This time she was perfectly lucid, only slightly dizzy. And this dizziness became even more pronounced after she felt the other person's force and recklessness.

At first, my mind went blank, and I was at a loss.

Then, realizing what was happening, she tried to struggle and resist. She shoved the boy's shoulder and patted his chest.

But the boy's strong arms held her waist tightly, preventing her from retreating even an inch. It was as if a broad, towering tree was using its strong branches to push her into his embrace.

It's as if we're about to merge into one.

Like waves that sweep across the beach, they will eventually return to the sea.

Unable to struggle, or rather, with increasingly weaker strength and a more dizzy mind, it felt as if I was about to hopelessly drown in this vortex.

She had completely forgotten when she put her hand on his shoulder.

He also forgot when the fortified city walls were opened, allowing him to plunder, destroy, and ravage without any worries.

Which parts belong to me? And which parts belong to him?
I forgot about time, only feeling the passion turn into gentleness, and then gradually recede like a surging tide.

She felt the sea breeze and the bright moonlight once again.

In those somewhat hazy and confused eyes, his handsome yet repulsive face became clear once again.

He looked at me with a smile, and the hand that had been cupping my cheek gradually moved away.

The arm that was holding her waist also began to weaken.

Still savoring the memory?

The boy, whose smile had turned somewhat mischievous, said this.

"Snapped!"

Realizing what was happening, Asagiri Rin pushed the other person away.

I stumbled back two steps on the beach and almost fell.

Ignoring her slightly embarrassing situation, she glared at the bastard who had forcibly kissed her again.

"Last time you said you were drunk, what about this time?"

The boy's hair was tousled by the sea breeze as he was completely exposed to the pale moonlight. In the distance, there was not only the sound of rolling waves, but also the loud singing of young people indulging themselves on this night.

Amidst the noise and chaos, there was a strange harmony.

"He was drunk this time too."

He said it frankly.

This answer did not surprise the girl, because he could be so shameless.

She laughed too, as if she was laughing in anger.

"Fine. Then I'll get drunk too, and I can do whatever I want like you."

"What do you want to do?"

"Don't worry, I'll find someone else. It won't bother you."

The girl turned to leave.

"Snapped."

Then my wrist was grabbed.

From an angle no one could see, the corners of her eyes were slightly upturned, and the curve of her lips was not large, but there was definitely a change.

"Don't make trouble."

Gen Tsukino grasped her wrist and walked to her side.

Asagiri Rin deliberately avoided looking at him, sneering, "Who's messing with you? Don't hold my hand. We're not close."

"Aren't you familiar with me? Your mouth already knows my mouth."

"Get out of here!"

Enraged, she stretched out her foot to kick Wu Lin, but failed because the distance was too close, and she didn't like making large movements.

Gen Tsukino smiled and held the girl's wrist, though not to the point of interlocking their fingers.

"Who told you to mess with me just now? You can only say it was my revenge."

It was as if he was explaining the forceful kiss from earlier.

Asagiri Rin, her head held high with pride, stepped on the gravel, even though her hands were being held. She wanted to appear as if she were not controlled or coerced by anyone.

"You were the one who started this."

The girl felt her lips were a little dry, as if the other person had eaten all her lip gloss. Hmm, she really wanted to touch up her makeup.

When did I tease you?

"When it comes to paper airplanes."

She spoke with absolute certainty.

Tsukino Gen seemed to genuinely not remember, and even thought about it for a moment before it seemed to come to its senses.

"Oh, you mean when I drank your wine?"

"Humph."

"That counts? I just really didn't want you to drink too much. You hold a grudge, Miss."

The boy's slightly teasing words made the girl turn her head and glare at him. "I'll remember what I say, what's it to you? If you don't want me to hold a grudge, don't do things that will cause misunderstandings."

"What do you mean by 'things that made you misunderstand'? You're clearly overthinking things. So it turns out you've been longing for this since back then?"

"You say it again?"

She looked coldly at Tsukino Gen.

The boy smiled and shrugged.

"There's nothing shameful about admitting it. It's normal for someone to still think about me and have certain desires for me."

"When will you admit that you are hopelessly infatuated with me?"

Whether it was because of lingering alcohol or because the atmosphere seemed to allow for any conversation, she said things she would never normally say.

It's a confrontation on another level.

How could someone have such an unrealistic idea?

Tsukino Gen asked curiously.

"Then let go."

Asagiri Rin began to struggle, swinging her arms to break free from the other person's grasp.

However, Tsukino Gen didn't let go. Instead, he swung along with the other person's swing. The two of them didn't seem like a couple having a tiff; they were more like two children playing house.

Not only do they hold hands, but they also swing their arms wildly, as if afraid that people around them won't know about their relationship.

"are you crazy!"

Rin Asagiri was so angry she almost laughed.

Either let go, or hold on. What are you trying to do by swinging your arm along with me?

Gen Tsukino smiled at her, "Aren't you dumping people too? Even if you're sick, I'm not the only one."

“You’ve brought me into this!” she reiterated, adding that this wasn’t the game she wanted to play.

"Are you really that passive, Miss? That shouldn't be the case."

"Get lost, don't say such nonsense again." Asagiri Rin felt that if she hadn't been drunk, she wouldn't have given the other person so much face.

How many embarrassing things did you do tonight?

He held me in his arms, took me to the beach, and even kissed me forcefully.

He hasn't even pulled out his gun yet to blow this bastard's head off; he's practically a saint.

"Then let's rest for a while."

Tsukino Gen seemed to know when to stop, and at this strangest moment, he let go of the other person's hand.

The girl's excessively pale wrist had a ring of rosy marks from his holding her for so long, still retaining the warmth of his touch.

Before she could react, she saw Tsukino Gen sitting on a small hill on the beach.

They sat very casually, just like those backpackers who are content with whatever comes their way.

"Don't sit down."

She rolled her eyes at Tsukino Gen.

"Standing is tiring, aren't you going to sit down?"

The boy asked with a smile, feeling that the girl acted like a child after drinking, and that his actions were like coaxing a child.

"dirty."

Asagiri Rin stood there, her hands hanging down.

Her straight legs looked especially beautiful beneath the skirt, and her milky-white skin was so smooth that not a single pore was visible. While it was a slight disappointment that she was wearing flat shoes, they perfectly accentuated her youthful charm.

The off-the-shoulder long dress, with its high bust, perfectly accentuates the collarbone necklace.

Calling her an exquisite work of art is not an exaggeration at all.

"You've developed OCD now? I didn't see that when you were climbing trees as a kid."

"I'm going to the car. You can look at it yourself."

The moment her childhood was mentioned, Asagiri Rin immediately broke down in tears. She didn't really want to admit that the past and the present were the same person. Besides, she didn't see any point in sitting here looking at the sea.

It's a complete waste of time.

"It's still early. Besides, don't you like wasting time? After all, the club's name is 'Wasting Life,' so you don't want to waste it now?"

Hearing Tsukino Gen's words, Asagiri Rin said with dissatisfaction, "That's because I don't want to waste time with you."

"Because if you're with me, it's not a waste, right?"

Gen Tsukino blinked and asked.

Asagiri Rin was taken aback. "Is there anyone in this world more narcissistic than you? May I ask?"

"Would you like to sit down?"

"Take off your clothes and let me sit down."

The girl changed her posture, crossed her arms, and looked at Tsukino Gen defiantly.

Gen Tsukino glanced at her. "If you want to see my figure, just say so. You're so cunning."

"Who cares about you? Hey?"

Before Asagiri Rin could finish speaking, Tsukino Gen cleanly and neatly took off his T-shirt.

Whether the clothes she took off were expensive or would get dirty was completely irrelevant to the girl. She simply saw the male body without a shirt covering it.

She hadn't expected that Tsukino Gen was so capable.

The muscles are well-defined, not as exaggerated or explosive as those of bodybuilders, but they are by no means thin.

Whether it's the biceps and triceps in the arms, or the high, straight shoulders, they all give a great sense of security.

Still those prominent pectoral and abdominal muscles.
More importantly, the boy had very good skin, even better than some girls.

It's no exaggeration to say that the moment Asagiri Rin saw it, she felt her mouth rapidly secreting saliva, causing her to involuntarily swallow.

Gen Tsukino didn't seem embarrassed at all, placing the clothes next to him.

"sit down."

Are you commanding the dog?

"Please have a seat, Miss?"

"I'll give you some face."

Asagiri Rin gracefully sat down slowly beside the boy.

She seemed to be avoiding any physical contact with him, especially since he wasn't even wearing clothes. I wonder what those muscles feel like to touch?
Fortunately, he didn't have any strange smell.
There's also a strange fragrance.

Just like the smell I had when I was a child, so back then, when I was naive, I wanted to be friends with him and even wanted to play with him every day.
The distant horizon seemed unchanged.

Those young people, letting loose, sang, played guitar, took photos, and drank.

It was as if tomorrow was the end of the world, and today was their last moment of indulgence.

"They look so happy."

Tsukino Gen suddenly said.

Asagiri Rin glanced over there, her tone disdainful.

"But it's just a way to waste time. It looks fun, but everyone goes home and it's all the same. You find that everything you've done is meaningless, and you're still trapped in a huge emptiness."

"So you'll feel empty when you go home tonight?"

"I'll go to sleep right away."

The girl gave a soft snort. This wicked man was always trying to dig a hole for himself; it wouldn't be so easy.

I'm not an ordinary girl; I won't fall for the same trick twice.

"Are you able to fall asleep every time?"

"If you're just asking me to sit down and talk about this kind of thing, then I'm going back."

The girl's voice was indifferent.

Gen Tsukino smiled indifferently.

"You want to go back after only saying two words? Do you have that little patience?"

"I only give my patience to those who deserve it."

"Am I not?"

Turning my head, I saw the boy's shameless face.

Asagiri Rin was simply at her wit's end; she felt that Tsukino Gen's constant use of such words to her was a form of provocation.

It's as if she sees herself as an easy girl to fool, a stupid fish who will take the bait with just a flick of his finger.

"Aren't you getting a little too cocky? Or do you find it amusing to tease me like this?"

Gen Tsukino gazed at the other person's hair, which was fluttering in the sea breeze.

He shook his head.

"I'm not playing a trick on you. Nothing that happened tonight was meant to be a joke."

"Then what do you mean?"

If it wasn't a joke.

So what does that mean?

What made him insist on fulfilling that childhood dream of his, bringing her to the beach, kissing her again, and sitting here with her saying these things?

Her heart started racing at the thought of certain possibilities.

Although his face appeared normal, his indifferent expression remained unchanged.

But the girl was already thinking, what should she do if he confessed his feelings to her at this moment?

It seems a bit cold-hearted.

However, I have the right to refuse. After all, we only started to get to know each other and have close contact and time together during this period, which wasn't very long.
It's obviously unreasonable to fill in the gaps with stories from the past, since everyone was still young at that time.

And I am Asagiri Rin.
She's not some ordinary girl; there's no reason for her to be so easily won over.

Yes, that's right. He needs to put in more effort and sincerity. But that's not necessarily true!
I've started to drift into a phase of overthinking.

Gen Tsukino's expression remained unchanged, showing no sign of tension; his smile was faint, just like the color of the moonlight.

"I just want you to be happy in a simple way, like those ordinary girls."

Hearing this, Asagiri Rin looked slightly disappointed.

She didn't want to delve into the reasons for her disappointment, and simply said coldly, "Do you really think of me as an anime protagonist, trying to win over the female lead with gentleness? Sorry, I don't need that. You don't know whether I'm happy or not, and maybe I don't need it at all."

That's right.

Is it an arrogant assumption that you are unhappy?

So what reason do you have to save me? No, she doesn't need saving.

She was prepared to bear the consequences of her choices, and she knew it clearly. Compared to most people in this world, she was excessively fortunate, and she couldn't be bothered to whine about it.

"I don't mean to influence you or save you. I believe you are capable of solving most problems on your own."

"Then why are you telling me all this, and what was the purpose of doing all these things tonight?"

She looked into the other person's eyes.

Gen Tsukino also saw her dark, jewel-like eyes.

"Because there are some things that one person can't do alone, and these are the things I want to do with you. That's it."

I don't understand.

The main point is simply not to admit it.

Anyway, it wasn't the simple and straightforward answer I wanted.

I hate being pulled in different directions, I hate ambiguity, and I hate this unspeakable grievance.

She stood up.

"I'm going back."

"Ah."

This time, Tsukino Gen didn't try to stop her. He picked up his clothes, stood up, dusted them off, and put them on.

I followed the girl to the roadside.

Even though he had already finished smoking, Morita Kaoru was still meticulously preparing and waiting.

This time, naturally, I was going to take Tsukino Gen home with me, but for some inexplicable reason, the two of them didn't talk.

Kaoru Morita was used to it; that's how young people date.

Don't worry about what they're doing. Just know that soon everything will be back to normal.

You don't need to worry about it at all, because you wouldn't understand it anyway.

When Asagiri Rin woke up, she found herself falling asleep again without realizing it, and this time, it was still the other person's broad shoulders.

She felt a little embarrassed and said she didn't need it. But how did she end up leaning on his shoulder as soon as she fell asleep?
This time, Tsukino Gen didn't take any photos, nor did he have an extra coat to put on her.

The girl can only pretend to be asleep; waking up early before reaching her destination would probably be a bit awkward.

The other party didn't seem to realize that they had woken up until the car slowed down and came to a stop in front of the old apartment building.

"I have arrived."

She heard the boy's voice, so she pretended to open her blurry eyes.

"Is that so? Then you can leave."

She made no mention of sleeping on his shoulder again.

Gen Tsukino smiled.

"Well, go to bed early."

After saying that, he easily opened the car door and got out of the sedan.

Only then did Asagiri Rin dare to look seriously out the car window, at his solitary figure against the dark night.

This was destined to be a night that would haunt me and be unforgettable.

But thinking about everything that happened tonight, she could no longer use the excuse of being drunk to numb herself.

The fact seems to be
She's still the same as when she was a child.

I couldn't resist his approach; whatever he wanted me to do, he always managed to do it.

And what about yourself?

Standing on the beach, I could clearly see the whirlpool, the eye of the storm.

Yet, they were still hopelessly drawn in and pulled in.

The boy went upstairs in a relaxed mood, and even had an urge to hum a song.

Well, it wasn't that he was smug and kissed the girl again, but rather that he could clearly sense that even though she was being stubborn, she was becoming more and more honest in her actions, which seemed like a good sign.

I was just about to take out my keys and open the door to go home.

But I didn't expect it.

"Crench!"

Suddenly, as I passed by the door next door, the door was suddenly pulled open.

It's like the opening scene of a horror movie.

Then he saw the girl sitting in a wheelchair under the doorway light.

She looked at me with a cold expression.

"You still know how to come back?"

Gen Tsukino: ? ? ?

Huh? I'm married?

Is this my wife?
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