I practiced as a monk alone in Japan.

Chapter 139 His and Her Story
The moonlight was faint.

It slanted, its cool light filtering through the gaps between the leaves at the treetops.

The girl didn't sit next to the boy. She looked at her phone, seemingly maintaining her aloof and arrogant persona, never letting the outside world change her will.

If the light doesn't shine on her face, then everything will proceed as planned.

The light clearly illuminated the curve of her smile on her fair face.

"Are you in such a good mood because you went to see a movie?"

It's not like I haven't seen movies before, right? The last time was at the premiere of "Mochizuki Miki". Because of an accident that happened in the restroom, Tsukino Gen had a very vivid memory of that time.

Caught off guard, Asagiri Rin looked up. "Which eye saw that I was in a good mood?"

Her slightly pouting red lips, seemingly an instinctive gesture she wasn't even aware of, proved that she was essentially a beautiful young woman in her prime, not a cold, emotionless robot.

Gen Tsukino nodded. "Since watching the movie isn't going to make you feel good, let's not watch it then?"

Rin Asagiri:? ? ?

What do you mean?
Doesn't he understand that once the arrow is released, there's no turning back?
And if you're not that happy, does that mean you're happy? Are you a diode too?
No, he's deliberately 'playing tricks' on himself again.

Asagiri Rin realized what was happening and glanced at the still grinning boy. "Then give me the ticket, I'll go with someone else."

Oh?
You want to fight back, huh?

"There are only the two of us in the car. Who are you looking for?"

"It's none of your business. I'll just make one call, and there will definitely be plenty of people willing to watch with me."

She said proudly, her eyes meeting hers. It was nothing more than a minor exchange, but the clash of their gazes seemed to ignite something big.

"Then forget it. You shouldn't bother anyone else at this time. Just bother me."

Gen Tsukino had an air of profound righteousness, as if saying, "If I don't go to hell, who will?"

Asagiri Rin chuckled and looked at the boy mischievously, "Don't force yourself. Besides, you're not one of them, how do you know if they want me to bother them?"

Gen Tsukino avoided the other person's scrutinizing gaze and looked up at the car's ceiling.

"As we all know, boys are easy to understand, so I can probably imagine things about them."

"Really? I remember someone saying that you shouldn't claim to know everyone, because that's utter arrogance."

"Who said that? That's utter nonsense."

"I forget who it was, but they must have been shameless, fickle, and fond of making excuses."

She gave a soft hum, and Tsukino Gen turned to look at her again.

"Although his words sound a bit arrogant, you can tell he's confident. He must be a person with unique insights in many fields and a strong inner strength."

"Tsukino Gen, have some shame."

Asagiri Rin looked at him with disdain.

"If I had any sense of shame, I wouldn't be chatting and laughing with you in your car at this time."

Whether this counts as lively conversation is hard to say, but the atmosphere didn't seem too bad.

And that sentence seems to be the starting point that changed the atmosphere.

"You mean being with me is shameless?" Sure enough, the girl's face turned cold instantly, and despite it being the height of summer in July, frost had formed on the windows.

The boy blinked innocently. "It's because being around a dazzling young lady requires courage, perseverance, and confidence. It requires the ability to face beauty head-on without hesitation. It has nothing to do with being shameless."

"Humph."

Asagiri Rin turned her face away.

Then I looked at my phone.

"Clap clap clap."

Typing on the keyboard, but not answering this question.

Gen Tsukino wasn't in a hurry. He quietly looked out the window. The street scene outside wasn't particularly beautiful; it might seem novel when you first arrive in this world. But after a while, you get used to it, and it becomes just ordinary.

As he looked at it, something occurred to him, and he took out his phone.

Asagiri Rin, who had a lot of peripheral vision, noticed the boy's actions. She guessed he was sending a message to Kazama Sakura.

She's right here, yet she's messaging other girls. Isn't she attractive enough?
"Om."

Just as she was feeling a little annoyed, her phone suddenly vibrated.

She looked over and saw a message from Tsukino Gen through self.

a photo.

It's a photo of Asagiri Rin with her eyes closed, sleeping on Tsukino Gen's shoulder.

The girl didn't show any unsightly behavior even when she was asleep, as if there was no place or environment in the world where she was unsuitable.

As long as she exists, she has the ability to remain perfect at any moment.

But the person in the photo immediately blushed upon seeing it. It was as if Rambo had used up all his skills, and a warning rang out: "Warning! Warning!"
"bass!"

A handful.

Asagiri Rin covered her lap with her phone upside down, turned her head, and stared wide-eyed at Tsukino Gen.

The boy holding his phone seemed completely oblivious to the murderous glare directed at him, still grinning foolishly at his phone.

Until he could no longer bear it and reached out to Kirin.

"Stop pretending!!"

It bared its teeth and claws and pounced on Tsukino Gen.

The boy finally couldn't hold back his expression and blocked the other's attack while laughing.

"Hahaha. No, stop it, what are you doing? It's not ugly."

"Delete it! You bastard! Who told you to take those pictures?! I'm really going to kill you!!"

"Hahaha, no, no, no. No, I'm not a girl, why are you pulling my hair? Delete, delete, delete, I'll delete it right away, stop scratching me."

Morita Kaoru, who had been barely noticeable today, kept listening to the sounds behind her, but of course, this didn't stop her from driving.

After all these years, it's unlikely that there would be any oversights on this kind of issue.

Even though the dialogue that followed seemed so childish, like something out of a terrible TV drama, I found myself unconsciously smiling as I listened.

Well, it's probably because I haven't experienced something like this myself, so I can't understand why the boys and girls are laughing. But the undeniable fact is that even bystanders who witness such things can find hidden gems within them, feeling the subtle beauty within them.

She hoped the young lady could be happy.

At least now, this young lady is much happier than she used to be.

But here's the question: what exactly is happiness?

Is it something vague and unrealistic, something to be compared with each other, or is it concrete evidence, a stable and continuous development trajectory, and a sense of security that will not fall?
Morita Kaoru didn't know; she just suddenly thought about what would happen if her younger sister's relationship with this boy was like this. She felt unable to bring herself to tell her sister: This isn't the kind of life you should be living in.

“Crack.”

The slow sound of a car parking at the entrance of the movie theater.

It wasn't yet midnight, so the streets were still filled with couples chatting and laughing. Arms were linked, or the girl leaned happily on the boy's shoulder.

The truth is, everyone should understand that watching a movie with your boyfriend or girlfriend isn't necessarily because you feel the movie is absolutely essential. It's just that everyone needs a harmonious environment and setting to be together.

A chance to create some wonderful memories.

During the playful banter with Asagiri Rin, Tsukino Gen didn't suffer any injuries; however, her hair appeared slightly disheveled. Her clothes, of course, remained undamaged.

What if I offend a capitalist and they demand compensation from me?
"clatter."

"clatter."

"clatter."

Rin Asagiri gracefully stepped out of the car, wearing high heels for the first time in front of Gen Tsukino.

To outsiders, the pair was hard to ignore. One looked like a fallen nobleman, handsome and charismatic, but lacking in elegance and poise.

One is a genuine heiress from a wealthy family.

The dazzling jewelry is like the dress worn to a gala, and the aloof and noble air that leaves you helpless and unable to refute it.

Are they celebrities?

"Seriously, are there really celebrities this young and good-looking?"

"Could it be someone from the Imperial Family?"

There were all sorts of opinions, but the two people's actions were as ordinary as could be: they checked their tickets and then entered the screening room.

Sitting in her assigned seat, before the movie even started, Asagiri Rin said with some dissatisfaction.

"Why is the space so cramped? And the smell is so strange, it all smells like disinfectant."

Gen Tsukino shrugged. "Well, there's nothing I can do about it. It's your movie ticket for a regular screening room, not a VIP box."

"Isn't that right? I remember it was clearly like that when I bought it."

Here I stopped abruptly.

Asagiri Rin's pupils suddenly dilated, and then she immediately turned her head to look in the other direction, pretending to pick up her phone.

"I'll just ask Saionji."

The boy looked at him suspiciously. "Wait, you just said you bought it yourself?"

"What? You misheard me. I clearly said that when I told Saionji to give it to me."

"Oh~"

Gen Tsukino nodded thoughtfully, his mischievous gaze making Asagiri Rin feel extremely uncomfortable, wishing he could disappear into the ground.

She indeed had no experience going to the movies before. The last time was for a premiere, which was all arranged in advance, so she didn't have to worry about it. This time, being her first time buying a movie, of course, some minor problems arose!
What?

Even Jesus was crucified, so why can't I make mistakes?!

Fortunately, Gen Tsukino did not dwell on this issue.

He just nodded in a perfunctory manner, "It seems that Saionji-senpai isn't always reliable."

"Yeah, that's right."

Just as the girl breathed a sigh of relief, the movie theater lights went out, and the screen began to show the prelude to the movie starting.

But the next moment, they heard Tsukino Gen's magnetic voice from the darkness.

"So next time you want to see a movie, I'll buy the tickets."

"."

The lake has finally calmed down.

But a strong wind swept through, creating ripples that spread outwards.

Cherry blossom petals fell into the lake, and the bright moonlight was obscured by dark clouds.

Her lips trembled slightly, and the light from the large screen reflected in her eyes.

"next time?"

"If you don't want this to happen again, then pretend I didn't say anything."

"I didn't say that."

The girl's eyes were lowered, and her lips were pouting in dissatisfaction.

then.

The back of my hand, resting on the armrest, was warmed by the touch.

She didn't dare turn her head to look.

I only heard a few words.

"Then there will be a next time."

"There will be a next time."

“There are many, many more times.”

".Um."

The story that an apple falling led Newton to discover universal gravitation is just a rumor.

And that one rare moment of honesty allowed her to taste his heartfelt love—this is their true story.

……

(End of this chapter)