I practiced as a monk alone in Japan.

Chapter 132 Isn't that all?

The outcome was not as good as expected.

It could also be said that no accurate answer was found.

However, Morita Kaoru wasn't too disappointed. After all, most things in this world are like that; you can't solve a problem just by discovering it, having a conversation, or doing something in a short time.

However, Morita Kaoru also began to understand why so many girls, including the young lady and even her own sister, had such a special attitude towards this boy.

He is indeed an extraordinary young man, not only for his appearance, but more importantly for his enigmatic aura and the seemingly unshakeable inner stability that nothing can shake. These are certainly qualities that attract women.

Because such a person makes girls constantly want to uncover his secrets and ruin his stability. By the time they realize it, it's already too late to escape.

Although she doesn't have much dating experience, she's good at analysis. So, it seems like love isn't such a magical thing after all.

They had almost finished eating, and it seemed that they had run out of things to talk about.

Gen Tsukino wiped his mouth. "If there's nothing else, let's call it a night."

Morita Kaoru thought about it and agreed. It was getting dark outside. "Okay, I'll go pay the bill."

As always, he answered in a methodical and straightforward manner, and then acted decisively. Morita Kaoru immediately got up to pay the bill.

Tsukino Gen didn't just leave; he waited until the other person paid the bill before they walked out of the barbecue restaurant together.

"By the way, you and her... besides being friends, you haven't done anything else together, have you?"

She suddenly asked that question.

Tsukino Gen looked at her strangely, "Why are you asking this?"

Morita Kaoru looked at the boy suspiciously, "I have a feeling that you're hiding something from me."

“I’m a high school student, and she’s a police officer. What could we possibly be hiding from you? Saving the world behind your back?”

".have no idea."

"Instead of telling me all this, you should go and talk to your sister properly."

"She doesn't like to talk to me a lot."

Morita Kaoru lowered her head slightly, seemingly a little disappointed.

This woman is amazing; outside of work, she expresses her emotions in a very simple and uncomplicated way.

"That's your own problem. Even an upright official can't settle family disputes. Don't come to me with any task of helping you solve your communication problems. I'm very busy."

"I didn't mean to ask you for a favor."

She looked over with displeasure.

I don't know if it's because my thoughts were exposed, or because I'm dissatisfied with the other party's attitude.

Gen Tsukino smiled and nodded. "Alright, that's enough for now. I'll head back now."

"Ah."

The woman gets on the motorcycle.

The boy hailed a taxi on the roadside.

I really wanted to shamelessly ask if the fare would be reimbursed, since taxis in Zhaori are ridiculously expensive. But Morita Kaoru just hopped on his motorcycle and roared away, not giving Tsukino Gen a chance to think it over.

There's nothing I can do. It seems like I was treated to dinner, but in reality, after taking a taxi home, it feels like I lost out.

There are things to do tomorrow, so Tsukino Gen has no plans to go out and earn some extra money tonight.

Just as he was about to begin his quiet meditation, he received a call from Kazama Sakura.

"Ciallo~"

Before Tsukino Gen could speak, he heard the girl's energetic voice on the other end of the phone as soon as the call connected.

Looking out the window, darkness had fallen, and the cold moonlight hung high. The old apartment building was mostly inhabited by elderly people, so it was quite quiet at this time.

"To still have so much energy at a time like this, it seems the class is doing well."

Gen Tsukino leaned against the headboard, gazing at the clean ceiling, the image of the girl's charming smile already appearing in his mind. It has to be said that the sweet, girlish voice could instantly pull one back to school, no matter where one was, as if they were still in that classroom, sitting behind a desk with a book in hand.

"Don't even mention it, I'm actually really tired. I only learned today that coffee beans have so many flavors and extraction methods. Luckily, I'm only here part-time, because just watching the barista's technique is already dazzling. No wonder coffee is so expensive."

Hearing the girl's complaining yet slightly coquettish tone, Tsukino Gen couldn't help but laugh.

"Well, you've learned something, but is it more tiring than me tutoring you?"

"Ugh~ It's really hard to say which is more tiring, one is a headache, and the other is mental exhaustion."

"You were so full of energy just now?"

"That's because I called you! Just thinking about talking to you makes me not tired at all~"

Her slightly naive tone makes it hard not to smile.

What does the innocent, budding romance of adolescence truly represent? It's probably that feeling where you're not adept at so-called "tricks" or sophisticated communication skills, and you're not thinking about manipulating the other person's feelings. You're simply interacting with them based on pure, instinctive liking and affection.

Every slightly ambiguous word, every moment of courage that was met with a response.

They are all wonderful and incredibly precious.

"You're getting bolder and bolder with your words now. If you're so brave, say it to my face next time."

Gen Tsukino answered with a smile.

The girl on the other end of the phone was curled up on the bed, holding her phone. She wore a loose pink tank top, and her snow-white skin seemed to shimmer under the light. Beneath her pure white hot pants, her long, beautiful legs were slightly curled up. Holding her phone, she looked at her curled, glistening toes, her face already flushed.

The sentence I just boldly uttered was something I've never said before.

Perhaps it was the phone call that gave her courage, or perhaps the fact that she couldn't see the boy every day like she did at school made her miss him.

Hearing the boy's laughter, she blinked. "Wow, you think I'm like you? Saying whatever comes to mind."

"I'm just more honest than most people, and I don't care about saving face with a little girl like you."

"You're the little girl! What month were you born?"

"November."

"Then you're younger than me. I was born in August. August 13th."

The girl's voice trailed off slightly, and her heartbeat quickened a little; clearly, it was a somewhat clumsy little trick. He should...
"Oh, is this telling me your birthday?"

The girl's cheeks flushed even more. She picked up the pillow beside her and held it to her chest. The neckline of her vest revealed a deep, snow-white cleavage. The key was the firmness and elasticity of the young girl's body.

"So what if I tell you? I didn't ask you to give me a gift."

"Why don't you just tell me your birth date and time?"

"what?"

"I'll use your birth date and time to cast a spell."

"Hey!"

"Ha ha ha ha."

Hearing the boy's cheerful laughter, Kazama Sakura's lips unconsciously curled up into a smile. She gently lay down and turned off the bedside lamp.

The new apartment is smaller than the old one, the living room is smaller, and the bedroom is smaller, but I feel much safer. Most importantly, I'm sure he cares about me.

Nothing reassured her more than this.

"By the way, the results will be out soon."

She remembered something and whispered a reminder to the other person.

"It seems so. Why do you seem more anxious than I am? Are you that confident?"

"Of course, hehe, have you thought of my reward yet?"

"I tutor you, and you want a reward? You want all the good things in the world, huh?"

"Hey! You promised me that!"

The girl pouted in dissatisfaction, but Tsukino Gen couldn't see this kind of charm, though he could probably imagine it.

"Okay, okay, I didn't say I wouldn't give it to you."

"That would be best, since you're used to defaulting on your debts anyway."

"What have I done to wrong you?"

Sakura Kazama thought about it and realized there really wasn't one. He always appeared when she needed him most. When she was lost, his simple words could give her direction.

It's hard to describe what this person's existence means, but she understands that she is absolutely lucky.

"No cheating allowed!"

If she can't find the problem, she'll resort to being charming and coquettish. Charm is a girl's natural weapon, but it needs to be used appropriately and within limits. If she doesn't grasp those limits, it becomes unreasonable tantrums, and she's well aware of that.

"Okay, you can rest assured about my character."

"Pah, do you even have any integrity?"

"Where is it gone?"

"She's always flirting with other women; if you can't see her, she's off to who-knows-who."

She wrinkled her nose and said softly.

Tsukino Gen laughed and replied, "What are you talking about? I'm busy with important things. Just because I'm popular doesn't mean I'm a womanizer. Quite a few people at school have confessed to you." "Then next time we exchange phones for a check, are you brave enough?"

Aren't you sleepy yet?

Could you have changed the subject any more abruptly?

Kazama Sakura said through gritted teeth.

However, I was indeed quite sleepy. After all, it wasn't school, but rather almost a full day of work, and the physical and mental exhaustion was something I couldn't even imagine at school. It seemed to be a warning to the girl that the present moment was her most precious time.

Many things will gradually fade away as we mature or enter the next stage of life.

For example, innocence, and also unrestrained freedom.

"I'm really tired after a busy day."

"What have you been busy with? By the way, I didn't know you'd been up to anything these past few days."

"I didn't do much, just helped my neighbors with some daily life problems and provided some assistance to people with disabilities."

"??? I didn't realize you were so kind-hearted."

What is all this nonsense? Someone who hates trouble so much would do something like this? It's obviously utter rubbish.

But little did they know that Tsukino Gen wasn't lying; she really was their neighbor, and she really was disabled. She just happened to be a young and beautiful girl.

"Of course, being excellent in both character and academics is no joke."

"Hmph, alright, I'm not going to argue with you anymore. Since you're tired, you should get some rest."

"Yeah. You too."

"Good night then."

"Good night."

She didn't hear the other person hang up, so she tentatively asked softly, "Why haven't you hung up yet?"

"I don't have the habit of hanging up first, you hang up first."

That's impossible.

It's clearly a case of giving way to oneself.

For no apparent reason, in a simple conversation, I felt as if I was being pampered by the other person, and the night seemed even more enchanting and tender.

"Then I'll hang up."

"it is good."

The girl carefully hung up the phone, but even after she had hung up, she stared at her phone in a daze for a long time.

It feels a bit strange. Even though it was just a few simple sentences and didn't last long enough to have a long phone conversation, every sentence seemed worth savoring.

Is this just like his personality? He's not willing to reveal many details, but every single one is captivating.

Gen Tsukino hung up the phone and stretched comfortably.

Although it may sound a bit exaggerated, talking to a girl like Kazama Sakura, who is well-behaved, sensible, and has a lovely voice, does indeed make one feel refreshed.

I'm starting to lose interest in spiritual practice.

This might signal a trend where emperors stop holding morning court sessions.
Of course, that was just a joke. He couldn't slack off in his training, especially after knowing that the effort required to go from the third to the fourth level was far greater than before. There wasn't a single day that Tsukino Gen was lax in his training.

He's been having a lot of trouble lately, and he's wondering if he should consider setting up a sting operation.

Create more moments with abundant spiritual energy.

"Ding dong."

My phone lit up with a message from Self, from Kazama Sakura, whom I had just ended a call with. Two simple photos.

One photo shows a girl in a coffee shop uniform, awkwardly and somewhat clumsily learning to make coffee. The uniform is a typical one: a black apron over a light blue short-sleeved T-shirt. She's wearing a baseball cap and has her hair in a ponytail. She looks youthful and pretty.

The panicked look on his face, in particular, was very lifelike.

Kazama Sakura is the kind of beautiful, innocent girl that belongs to the general public, unlike Asagiri Rin who is unattainable.

The other photo is probably a group photo with some colleagues after get off work.

It's clear that although the girl has only just started her part-time job, she has a great talent for socializing. Just like her in school, of course, this is also a privilege of pretty girls.

Then she sent a message: "The senior colleague who taught me how to work took this picture for me. What do you think?"
They even made a point of explaining that the photo was taken by a girl, not someone else.

How is she so good at this? She uses all her little tricks to make people feel comfortable. If you let a girl like this down, you'll be scolded to your face.

Gen Tsukino smiled and replied.

【It looks great. I'll take some photos for you next time.】

You said it!

【Um. 】

Goodnight~

【Good night. 】

Now it's confirmed that there won't be any more contact tonight. She's a bit clingy, but not annoying or irritating; she's keeping things just right.

Can we finally begin our cultivation?
He slowly closed his eyes, began to sit cross-legged, and then...
My phone vibrated.

Damn it, this phone should just be shoved into the ass of someone who needs it.

What's that thing that keeps vibrating?

He took a look.

Rin Asagiri's name suddenly appeared.

Even if I was reluctant, I had to pick up my phone and give this young lady one last bit of respect.

"Hey?"

Compared to Sakura Kazama's energetic and endearing opening remarks, the young lady's introduction was much simpler and more direct, as if she were a customer service representative who had received a complaint call.

They were as indifferent as strangers.

"Hey, why are you calling at this hour?"

"At this time? It's only a little past ten o'clock, is it that late?"

The voice on the other end sounded dismissive.

"My biological clock is already asleep by now. Do you think everyone is like you, a night owl?"

"You're the night owl. Enough nonsense, you haven't forgotten about tomorrow, have you?"

"Isn't it Saionji-senpai's birthday? I remember."

"I've already given you the address, I'll send it to you, go there yourself."

"Why aren't you coming to pick me up?"

Gen Tsukino asked matter-of-factly.

The girl on the other end scoffed, "Why should I pick you up? You were the one who agreed on your own initiative and then dragged me into this mess. Now you expect me to pick you up? You get all the good stuff?"

Ok?
Did I just say that to another girl?
Is karma coming so quickly?

But where did the idea of ​​being dragged into the mess come from? You weren't exactly unwilling to go, were you?

The boy sighed, "Can you really bear to let me spend my meager living expenses on a taxi? Even a day as husband and wife is worth a hundred days of kindness."

"Who said we were husband and wife for even a day? Don't talk nonsense!"

"You kissed me at the beach, and now you're denying it?"

"Did I kiss you? It was clearly you, you bastard!"

"Please, please~ the most beautiful and kind-hearted young lady in the world, whose surname is Asagiri, don't leave me alone, I'll be scared in that kind of place."

"Stop being disgusting!"

There was a moment of silence on the other end, as if they were processing the extremely shameless side of the boy that he had never shown before.

"Please pick me up, and also transfer me 200,000 yen. Thank you."

"Get lost. I'll pick you up tomorrow afternoon, so be normal."

"Roger that!"

"Then you remember."

"Clap."

Asagiri Rin stared blankly at the phone that had been hung up on.

She was stunned for a long time before she came to her senses, exclaiming, "That shameless bastard!!"

Gen Tsukino casually turned off his phone and tossed it aside, completely disregarding the fact that this night might include a beautiful girl who was furious, scratching her head, and possibly suffering from insomnia for a long time.

"It's done!"

Start practicing!
……

(End of this chapter)