I practiced as a monk alone in Japan.

Chapter 141 Remember to wash your feet~

Humans discovered fire, feared fire, approached fire, mastered fire, and then played with fire.

The pattern of events seems to be like this: from the fear of the unknown to the curiosity, then to immersion in it and trying to control it.

She simply achieved this evolution in a shorter time than the average person.

What exactly are innocence, physical integrity, and dignity?

It is something that can be lowered little by little for someone, and it is also a part of one's own capital.

It would be a disservice to her status as a young lady not to make good use of this opportunity. Of course, she was also happy that he was so obsessed with all of this.

And not just anyone could make her willing to pay these prices.

He didn't need to tell him these things; Tsukino Gen, who knew him so well, would surely understand. The only question was whether he was willing to lower himself and make a similar exchange.

"What, you just criticized others for being rude, and now you want to do it yourself?"

Gen Tsukino looked at the other person with amusement.

Indeed, some people are starting to wonder what this girl is trying to do, but it is also a message she wants to convey to them.

Don't think you can always control her; she's also a girl who's willing to go all out.

"Who said we were going to do it here?"

Normally, she would have been blushing and craning her neck to argue by this time, but now the girl seemed very calm, and there was more provocation in her deep eyes.

Gen Tsukino glanced at the screen over there. "The movie is only halfway through."

"It's boring."

"Let's go then."

Without wasting any words, Tsukino Gen got up decisively.

His tall and slender figure could easily block the view behind him, so he would bend over slightly afterward, but in most cases, he was still very polite.

This time, Asagiri Rin took the initiative to extend her hand, gazing intently at the boy.

However, at the bottom of his dark pupils, there was an arc of light that could not be ignored.

On the screen, the male lead, holding the female lead's hand, is running wildly, escaping.

Here, Tsukino Gen once again took the girl's hand. They weren't traversing any thorny thicket, nor were they facing the end of the world. They simply walked calmly through the envious gazes of some people and the cramped seating.

Leaving the cinema, I found myself on a bustling street. The moonlight was barely noticeable, almost drowned out by the neon signs and countless streetlights lining the road.

The wind blew through their hair, exuding youthful energy.

When Tsukino Gen felt it was about time, he let go of her hand, strolled around with her for a bit, and then escorted her to her car so she could go home.

He wasn't really thinking about any reward; his desires weren't actually that strong. Besides, he had someone to help him deal with it when he got home. Handing it over to this girl would obviously be a bit dangerous.

But her attempt to loosen her grip failed; instead, she noticed and clenched her fist in return.

Gen Tsukino glanced down at her. "You're sweating. At least let me wipe my hands."

Who knows your sweat and my sweat?

"What difference does it make?"

"Of course, I don't mind your sweat. You should be grateful. But how could you possibly mind my sweat?"

This was quite an eye-opener for the boy.

I couldn't help but laugh. "Aren't you even acting anymore?"

Is this the young lady's double standards? It's kind of cute. Of course, this cuteness is predicated on her having such a stunningly beautiful face and an irreplaceable aura.

It seems I'm also a hypocrite.

They deserve to be a perfect match, entangled until death.

What role do I need to play?

Asagiri Rin proudly raised her head, the streetlights behind her, and the noisy crowd automatically avoided the area where the two of them were, taking a detour.

I don't know if it's out of fear of beauty, or out of a fear of destroying her beauty.

Gen Tsukino felt that Rin Asagiri was very familiar at this moment. How to put it, she was like the girl he met on the first day of school. He clearly sensed her pride and unease, as well as her restrained gaze.

He also realized at that time that so much time had passed, many things would have changed, and his expectations would inevitably be dashed. So-called promises and agreements had long since lost their expiration date.

But at that moment, I still stood in front of her and said what needed to be said.

And now she's saying it to herself.

"I understand it very well now. No matter what I do, whether I try to hide it or restrain myself, I am still Asagiri Rin, and that will not change."

"If you like it, I am also Asagiri Rin."

"If you don't like it, then I'm still Asagiri Rin."

"Even if you hate me, even if you despise me, I am still Asagiri Rin."

A little bit.

The neon signs gradually dimmed, and the streetlights began to fade. The long-awaited moonlight seemed to finally fall upon her, making her radiance gradually more apparent.

She seemed to be glowing.

The bubbles floating in the sunlight do not break easily.

"Then why don't I just do what I want to do?"

Anyway.

As he said this, a stutter appeared, which seemed somewhat out of place with his current demeanor, as if he was about to say something difficult to utter.

However, Tsukino Gen did not interrupt or say anything at this moment.

There was a brief pause, and a summer breeze swept through the street, causing leaves to fall from the treetops.

"Anyway, you won't abandon me."

After saying that, she turned around, grabbed the boy, and walked forward.

Tsukino Gen didn't exert any force; he was naturally led through the streets and alleys, a scene quite similar to the movie they had just watched. However, Tsukino Gen didn't even remember the name of that movie, and now it was a girl leading a boy.

It looks like they're fleeing something.
What are we escaping from?
Morita Kaoru wondered, surely they couldn't be avoiding me? What about the cars parked on the side of the road? Never mind! I'll just follow the people and talk to them first.

These young people nowadays really don't care about anything when they're being romantic. They keep messing with lonely elderly people. Is there no law anymore?

"Aren't you being a bit too presumptuous by saying that?"

Tsukino Gen was led through the streets and alleys by her, like a slow-paced guy who had met a very opinionated girlfriend.

Asagiri Rin didn't turn around, and Tsukino Gen gradually caught up with her, the two walking almost side by side. He led by a slight half-body step, a gesture of respect for her pride. "I dare say that, of course, for my own reasons."

"Where is the justice? Where is the law? Where is the bottom line?"

"In exchange, no matter what happens to you, I will not abandon you."

She turned her head to look at Tsukino Gen.

Instead of the expected look of surprise, Tsukino Gen frowned slightly. "I thought you would never dare to mention any promises to me again in this lifetime."

Agreement?

Yes, they had made a promise, and she was the one who broke that promise.

"Just because I failed to do it before, do you think I'm not qualified to make any promises to you?"

Gen Tsukino stopped in his tracks. Here was a magnificent street, and behind him were steaming rice cakes, their aroma filling the air.

His gaze wasn't sharp or cold, but when it softened, it made Asagiri Rin uneasy. When the wrong aura appears at the wrong time, that's a bad thing.

"A person's emotions are finite. There is no one who can provide unlimited emotional value, just like there are no health packs with unlimited life in a normal game. The more you give, the less you get. I can also be disappointed."

He didn't say anything harsh.

Her tone was even excessively gentle.

Even so, she almost let go of the boy's hand. At that moment, she realized with panic that if she let go, he would disappear from the bustling street.

The past is never forgotten, and what happened cannot be erased. Some choose to forgive, some choose to let go. Others remain resentful and unable to give up.

She bit her lip.

Gen Tsukino tried to pull his hand out from between the other person's fingers; it was already a little sticky.

But as soon as he moved his little finger, all five of the other person's fingers wrapped around it, gripping it tightly again, as if trying to dig their nails into his skin.

"So I asked you, was what you did to me an act of revenge?"

"Nothing like that. I just wanted to see what you were doing over and over again."

Gen Tsukino denied it.

The girl looked at him relentlessly, "So you're just doing it my way over and over again?"

"You can't say that exactly, but it seems close. It's quite fun."

He laughed shamelessly.

Then, Asagiri Rin immediately took Tsukino Gen's hand and walked back.

They walked very fast.

On a busy street, Morita Kaoru already needed to be quite focused on keeping an eye on the two people, so why was she leading them back?!

Caught off guard, she didn't really want the two of them to realize how closely she was following them, even though from her duty perspective it was perfectly reasonable.

So she took off running.

After rushing for a while, he managed to get back to the driver's seat before the two of them reached the car.

When the two returned as expected, Morita Kaoru casually asked, "Shall we go back or..."

"Paper airplane".

"Ok."

Morita Kaoru stepped on the gas.

Gen Tsukino thought of something, "I might have something to do tomorrow, so let's not drink."

"You don't have to drink it."

"So you want me to just watch you drink?"

Tsukino Gen asked with amusement, wondering who she was angry with, as if it was all bottled up inside her, making her appear more developed.

"I might not drink it either."

"What's the point of going to a bar if you're not going to drink? Are you just there to create atmosphere?"

Gen Tsukino really couldn't understand it.

The girl, seemingly sulking, glanced at Morita Kaoru driving in front, then shifted her body awkwardly. Her bouncy, shapely buttocks brushed against Tsukino Gen's thigh.

It may be a bit green, but it has a great curve.

"Since you think I did something wrong, that I didn't keep my promise, then I'll make it up to you, okay?"

hiss.

"First it was a reward, now it's compensation. Asagiri Rin, what are you thinking?"

He couldn't help but get straight to the point, and for a moment he even gave up on the tug-of-war.

You could say that even the strongest person has the right to get tired, right?
"You'll see when you get there."

She turned her face away, trying hard to hide it, to conceal it in the shadows. But she couldn't hide the hint of pink peeking through her hair.

Gen Tsukino smiled faintly, then leaned close to the other person's ear.

"Some things may seem mysterious and intriguing if you don't try them easily. But once you do, there's no reason to simply stop."

"Stop talking nonsense. Are you going or not?"

She said coldly, but her voice was trembling.

Gen Tsukino smiled brightly.

Her gaze was directed downwards at her red-soled high heels.

Hidden within are the fair insteps, faintly visible blue veins, and bony ankles.

It's as if it's speaking directly to me at this moment.

Come play! Come play!
"What are you looking at?"

Sensing something was wrong, the girl looked up at the boy with a mixture of shyness and wariness.

Gen Tsukino immediately put on a serious face.

"I can go, but you should be able to get a foot massage there, right?"

Rin Asagiri:? ? ?

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(End of this chapter)