I practiced as a monk alone in Japan.

Chapter 126 My Bouquet of Flowers (Third Update!)

"So filthy!"

"I didn't look down on you, so why are you looking down on me?"

"You still say that!!"

"Okay, okay, I won't say anymore. Lie down quietly and let's talk for a bit."

A grand show has come to an end.

Gen Tsukino naturally took on the responsibility of cleaning up afterward. There was no other way; the other person had difficulty walking, so he had to do it himself.

Fortunately, after venting a little, she didn't have any more similar impulses. But she has to admit that even in this state, Kiyono Mizuki is undeniably charming.

Although she is two or three years older than me, apart from her legs being inconvenient, the development of other parts of her body has not stopped, which is enough to make people look forward to what kind of charm this still young girl will show after she can stand up completely.

But none of that matters now.

In the darkness of night, the most precious thing is not joy and indulgence, or singing all night long.

It's rare to have someone by your side, leaning on your heart, accompanying you through peaceful years.

"Now you want to talk? What were you doing just now?"

Kiyono Mizuki was very dissatisfied.

But her movements were like those of a well-behaved kitten, rubbing against Tsukino Gen's chest and neck.

The long strands of hair were a little itchy, but Gen Tsukino didn't stop her, so she could bear the sensation.

"One thing at a time, and there's a proper order to things."

"So this kind of thing is more important to you guys, right?"

Kiyono looked up and asked.

The boy thought for a moment, "Well, from a scientific point of view, the common instinct that all living things retain is reproduction, only the methods differ. That is enough to illustrate the importance of this matter."

Of course, this view is also biased, since it seems that only humans and a few animals can derive pleasure from such behavior.

In other words, the purpose was not so simple.

"I can't argue with you. I suspect you're using all your intelligence to fool girls."

She scratched Tsukino Gen's ear.

Gen Tsukino noticed that as their relationship became closer, some of the girl's little habits, or rather, quirks, became more apparent. She really liked to touch him inappropriately.

She touched her lips, the tip of her nose, and her ears. Even though she seemed reluctant just now, you could tell that she actually 'loved' them.

Yeah, just a little bit.

"That's pure fabrication. My school's academic achievements speak for themselves."

"Hmph~ Actually, I did quite well in school." For a long time, Kiyono Mizuki never talked about the past, because talking about the past meant comparing the happiness of the past with the unhappiness of the future.

It's a torment.

But now, as she gets closer to this boy and enjoys the sense of security he gives her, she feels a corresponding urge to confide in him. She wants to tell him about those things, and because of his presence, she is no longer afraid that the past will haunt her like a nightmare and hurt her.

"Really? I've heard your parents say a lot about you skipping classes before."

"No way! It was a club activity, so I went home early. I was too lazy to participate."

"why?"

"It's simple. I joined a literary club, but I think their level is too low. Communicating with them would only make me stupid, so I'm too lazy to go." Kiyono Mizuki seemed a little proud when she talked about this.

Gen Tsukino couldn't help but laugh, gently rubbing the stray strands of hair on her forehead.

"You're already so proud of yourself after only achieving so little. If you really become a great writer, won't you be swaggering around like a peacock?"

"No, it's true." Kiyono Mizuki's eyes were glistening, and her cheeks flushed slightly. "Just talk, don't hit me. I don't actually have a tail."

"What if."

The boy reluctantly withdrew his hand and placed it on the other person's waist, deciding to behave himself for a while.

In fact, Kiyono Mizuki wasn't angry at all; on the contrary, she was secretly pleased, as it proved that he really liked her.

It doesn't matter whether it's a soul or a body, as long as it's Kiyono Mizuki.

"Hey, Gen Tsukino."

Kiyono Mizuki struggled to lift her head, resting almost entirely on the boy's chest. Tsukino Gen naturally supported her delicate waist and looked into her eyes.

"what happened?"

"If my leg really heals, and I actually become a successful writer who doesn't have to worry about making money, aren't you afraid that I'll get bored with you, fall for some younger guy, and then kick you aside, making all your efforts go down the drain?"

This is actually a question that Kiyono Mizuki has wanted to ask for a long time.

She had never asked before because the hope seemed so slim, like wishful thinking. But as her own changes became more apparent, and life gradually improved, becoming more hopeful, she couldn't help but ask the question.

The handsome young man smiled and stared straight into her eyes.

"If that day ever comes, I will disfigure that so-called young heartthrob and cripple your legs. I'll make you remember the days before."

"Hey! Shouldn't you be saying something like, 'I never regret what I did for you, because that was my true feeling at the time. As for what happened afterward, that's just fate'?"

Kiyono Mizuki appeared to be complaining, but her eyes and brows were smiling.

She didn't think the other person was joking; in fact, she desperately wanted the other person to have that kind of obsessive, almost pathological possessiveness towards her.

Rather than trying to control something ethereal and uncontrollable, it's better to let yourself be completely controlled by such a boy. Not out of possessiveness, but out of a desire to be possessed.

Gen Tsukino blinked. "Why would I say something like that? I'm not a saint. Of course, my efforts should be rewarded. I said that from the beginning. Whether you want it or not, you have to pay the price. If you didn't want to, you should have told me sooner. It's too late now."

Kiyono Mizuki held the boy's hand tightly, their fingers intertwined.

She whispered, "I'm willing. Now and in the future, I'm willing."

And I am absolutely certain of it.

There will never be a boy more captivating than you.

"Fine. You've caught me in another opportunity to confess my feelings."

The girl's cheeks flushed as she looked at him. "If you insist on calling this a confession, then it's not impossible. So, what's your answer?"

"Sigh, I'm a little sleepy. Aren't you sleepy?" "Sleepy? You seem pretty energetic! You're just pretending to be sleepy when you talk about this!"

"Stop fooling around, I'm really a little sleepy."

"Really? But it seems your body is more honest than you are."

"No, I just finished washing you. You..."

The boy hesitated as he looked at the other girl's face, which was gradually turning red. Although she had not completely transformed from a girl into a woman, one could already see that innocent yet alluring charm.

Is this considered a talent?

The increasingly alluring girl gently bit the boy's lower lip, an almost tearing, entanglement.

Vague and unclear.

"Come with me to the cemetery tomorrow. I want to see my parents."

"Okay. But now..."

"This is the payment."

"hiss"

There was no reply.

He accepted it with pleasure.

The fact that it didn't rain this morning confirmed that the celestial phenomena Tsukino Gen saw at the beach yesterday were correct.

The boy didn't go home all night, but in the morning, while Kiyono Mizuki was still asleep, he went back to take a shower and change his clothes. He also went downstairs to buy breakfast and other things.

Kiyono Mizuki woke up very early today, not sleepy at all, and seemed to be full of energy, which was rare for her.

This made Tsukino Gen very suspicious.

If it hasn't reached that stage, why is she acting like a new bride? Could it be like in those fantasy novels, where his thing has some kind of magical effect? ​​He always thought that people who said it had effects were just trying to trick girls.

Oh, and maybe some of them are even used to deceive boys.

"You're in such good spirits?"

During the meal, Tsukino Gen couldn't help but ask.

Kiyono realized belatedly, "Yeah, I don't know why, but I felt like I slept really well, even though I didn't sleep as long as usual."

Gen Tsukino nodded. "I understand. You mean I should sleep with you more often."

"Get lost!" The girl's cheeks flushed, then she glanced shyly at Tsukino Gen, "If I really wanted you to come with me, you'd run away again."

"Is that so? You didn't know my nickname is Warrior?"

"Did the Warriors say they weren't coming after just two attempts?"

"You were the one who said your hands were sore, so you used your mouth instead."

"Don't say it! Don't say it!!!"

The movements were so exaggerated that they almost overturned the table.

Gen Tsukino did indeed know when to stop.

There are no plans for today, except to accompany this girl to the cemetery in Zhaori City. Saionji Karen's birthday is tomorrow, and since Asagiri Rin will pick her up, there doesn't seem to be anything to worry about.

It seems that today is the first time Kiyono Mizuki has taken the initiative to go out. She even changed her clothes, wearing a white dress and a thin black blanket covering her legs.

As Tsukino Gen pushed her out the door, she remarked, "The sunlight is so bright; I'm not used to it."

It seems like it's been a long time since Tsukino Gen took her out, but actually it's not that long ago.

The boy laughed, "You're acting like a vampire. You'll have plenty of opportunities in the future."

"Yeah. Let's go."

As soon as he stepped outside, he seemed to sense the girl's low spirits. Tsukino Gen was quite tactful and didn't say much. Appropriate banter and not-too-excessive jokes were his forte.

It doesn't take long to get from the subway to the cemetery.

The cemetery was well-maintained, with lush green grass and no litter or overgrown weeds.

However, some of the tombstones have faded and illegible inscriptions.

"Actually, it's been a long time since I've been here. Will they be upset with me?"

The girl asked softly.

Gen Tsukino didn't explain any scientific principles to the other party at this time, since his own secret seemed extremely unscientific, and it wasn't appropriate to do so now.

He just said softly, "I think they'll only regret not being able to spend more of their time with you. After all, they're very good people, right?"

Kiyono looked up at the boy.

The sun was shining brightly, illuminating his handsome face.

He was like a benevolent and gentle deity, appearing in my world.

"Ah."

They quickly found the location of Kiyono Mizuki's parents' graves, which were two adjacent plots of land. They weren't very large, and some weeds had already grown over the front.

There seemed to be some hidden trash, as if to say that no one had come here for a long time.

Kiyono Mizuki was somewhat saddened.

"It seems like nobody remembers them except me."

Gen Tsukino didn't say much, but instead released his grip on the wheelchair. He arrived at the two tombstones, bent down, and began to clear away the weeds and trash.

They moved quickly, and the area in front of them was swept clean.

Then he turned around and stood in front of the girl, looking at the bouquet she was clutching tightly in her hand and her reddened eyes.

His smile was warmer than the summer sun and more genuine and touching than any celebrity's poster or photo.

"It's alright. Next time you come to sweep my grave, there will definitely be a bouquet of flowers for me."

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Wait, we're only a few dozen votes away! You're not really going to make me do five extra chapters, are you? Is it possible that I'll be just one vote short before the end, and you'll all receive my gratitude, I'll escape this ordeal, and everyone will have a bright future?
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