I practiced as a monk alone in Japan.

Chapter 168 Wanting to Get Married
It smells wonderful and has a pleasant fragrance, but it doesn't really have any cleansing effect.

After the other party pounced on him, Tsukino Gen didn't make any other moves and passively fell onto the sofa.

Perhaps I was a little tired, or perhaps I did consume too much alcohol today.

Chinatsu Morita noticed that the boy beneath her seemed to have suddenly calmed down. Of course, it couldn't be because of her; at most, he could only feel helpless because of her.

As for whether it's dislike or silent resistance?

Come on, this bastard keeps saying no, but he always enjoys it silently, as if he's being given this benefit willingly.

They are the most malicious of all.

"what happened?"

She sat up slightly, no longer pressing her face against the other person's.

Genya Tsukino finally felt the air was fresher and more comfortable, and thankfully there were no strange things rolling around on his face.

He watched as the woman, who had reached his chest, lay on top of him.

He squinted slightly and said lazily, "Have you heard the legend about hospitals and cats?"

"What? I only know that in some countries cats are bad symbols, in Egypt cats are guardians of the underworld, and in Japan cats bring wealth and good fortune. Most of them have good meanings."

Gen Tsukino nodded, then said, "There's a hospital with a cat that, according to legend, will cause anyone who lies on its chest to die that very night."

"Ok?"

"Then the doctors were puzzled and didn't believe the rumor, so they secretly installed surveillance cameras to see what was going on. They found that the cat was too big and too heavy, and it had triggered heart attacks on some elderly people, which resulted in their deaths."

".What do you want to say?"

Chinatsu Morita glared at the other person with annoyance, saying "cat" but in reality, she was the one lying on the other person's chest.

You're saying I'm heavy enough to crush you?

Gen Tsukino laughed and said, "I'm just telling you that this position isn't very healthy. Don't be fooled by how many young couples like to do it this way. But in the long run, it's not good for the man's health. It's like how girls like to use their boyfriend's arm as a pillow."

Chinatsu Morita narrowed her eyes, scrutinizing the boy dangerously. "You still think you're doing these things because of health? That makes life so boring. Are you trying to live to be 120 if you're this healthy?"

"Who knows, living to 120 might activate some kind of achievement reward in the life system?"

Gen Tsukino looked at the charming young woman with an innocent and naive expression.

"Hahahahaha."

Chinatsu Morita was laughing so hard she was practically rolling around on Gen Tsukino.

It sounds like it might hurt a bit, but it's actually not too bad. At least for Gen Tsukino, the only difficult part was having to block out unnecessary sensations and avoid having any unnecessary reactions at this time.

Enough has happened tonight; it's not good for things to escalate any further.

"Do you think this is a game? How childish, Tsukino Gen."

As she said this, she had already moved slightly away from the boy's chest, squeezing sideways into the gap between Tsukino Gen and the sofa back. Fortunately, the sofa was spacious enough, and fortunately, neither of them were fat or muscular.

"You're just a high school student, don't think of me as too mature. If you're tired, go to your room to rest. Isn't it crowded?"

Gen Tsukino felt the warmth around him and the woman's alluring fragrance.

As a result, Chinatsu Morita next to him squinted her eyes as if enjoying herself, as if she was about to fall asleep.

"I'm too lazy to move. That's fine."

"I will be pushed off."

Tsukino Gen said irritably.

"Then just don't fall."

"I think I'll just go home and go to sleep."

In fact, Tsukino Gen was also a bit too lazy to move. The journey home on his electric scooter wasn't short, and he seemed to have stopped being a cold-blooded animal, starting to appreciate warmth and enjoy it.

However, Chinatsu Morita grabbed Gen Tsukino's arm tightly.

Her long, curled eyelashes trembled slightly before she looked into Tsukino Gen's eyes.

"That way you won't fall."

The boy turned his head to look at her.

"Why don't you go to sleep in your room?"

"I feel safer in narrower places."

"Really? So you're a cat."

Cats always like to hide in small boxes or narrow crevices.

Chinatsu Morita, leaning on the boy's shoulder, closed her eyes and whispered.

"Back then, I was almost killed by my father, and this is how I hid in the closet. The only person I could hold onto was my older sister."

Gen Tsukino paused for a moment; the other person was clearly not talking about the current topic.

He thought for a moment and recalled a key detail.

"So, the reason you said your most trusted person was your sister was because..."

"Ah."

Chinatsu Morita glanced at Gen Tsukino gently. In her eyes, there was no sorrow about mentioning the past, only a faint helplessness.

It seems like a long time has passed, enough to beautify some painful memories into something acceptable. Humans never truly learn to let go; they simply raise their threshold step by step and lower their bottom line step by step.

In those memories filled only with red and black, there was a girl not much older than him, a figure not much taller than him. She resolutely rushed out for his sake.

Gen Tsukino didn't understand the whole story, but he didn't force the woman to continue.

He simply nodded. "Alright, it's getting late. Go to sleep if you're tired."

Chinatsu Morita nodded slightly, then hugged the other person's arm even tighter, burying her head in the boy's arms.

Her voice was like it had been soaking in a jar, muffled yet full of emotion.

"Yes, but I want to see you when I wake up in the morning."

"it is good."

This night felt like a journey through time; it passed in the blink of an eye.

The darkness was quickly forgotten; I had no dreams and it was a very sweet sleep. It was even better than sleeping on a softer, larger bed.

Chinatsu Morita hadn't expected this to happen; she thought she'd experience some shoulder pain or other aftereffects.

But actually, no.

When she woke up, the sofa next to her felt a little empty. Morita Chinatsu hadn't really expected him to stay by her side; that would be asking too much, especially since the sofa was so small that it was difficult for two people to even turn over.

It's rare for him to be so soft-hearted as to let me sleep with him for one night.

She rubbed her eyes and sat up, the blanket slipping off her. Then she heard noises coming from the kitchen.

She was stunned.

Then he quickly got up, not even bothering to put on slippers, his bare white feet stepping on the floor. "Thump thump thump".

When she rushed to the kitchen, she saw the boy's tall figure busy with something.

As Tsukino Gen turned around with the plate in his hand, he saw the young woman staring at him from the kitchen doorway.

Her hair was disheveled, and her lips were devoid of lipstick, making them appear slightly pale.

Even with minimal makeup, this woman's natural charm was undeniable.

Her collar was unbuttoned, revealing glimpses of large, white patches and the black lace trim. The beautiful morning light fell on her slightly frizzy long hair.

It gives her a natural, unkempt charm that comes from just waking up.

"woke up?"

Tsukino Gen said with a smile.

Somewhat bewildered, Chinatsu Morita nodded and followed Gen Tsukino into the living room, watching him place the plates on the table.

Inside was a sunny-side-up egg, but clearly his breakfast included more than just that.

She said, somewhat confused.

"Am I dreaming? I woke up to find that the man I had a one-night stand with didn't just leave coldly, but instead made me breakfast in my house."

"What one-night stand? You're secretly adding more scenes, aren't you? If people find out, they'll definitely say: Did I miss a chapter?"

"Pfft. It's just a general idea. I didn't expect that when I read novels, I would look down on such plots, but when it actually happened to me, it felt pretty good."

"Alright, stop with these nonsensical sentiments. Hurry up and wash up, then get ready for dinner."

Gen Tsukino gradually brought the breakfast prepared in the kitchen to the table, which he hadn't expected.

Chinatsu Morita seems quite busy and hasn't demonstrated any particular life skills. However, judging from the amount of food stored in her refrigerator and how often she uses her kitchen, she can actually cook. And she often cooks for herself.

It saves me the time of having to go grocery shopping.

While washing up in the bathroom, Chinatsu Morita stared blankly at her face in the mirror.

He patted his cheeks with his water-stained hands.

"Are you still dreaming?"

"What if we open the door and find that it was all just our imagination?"

She walked out of the bathroom again.

Then I saw that Tsukino Gen had already placed the prepared bowls and chopsticks on the table.

She let out a long sigh of relief and jogged over with light, almost skipping steps.

"She would be so cute if she had long ears," Tsukino Gen thought.

"Try it."

Tsukino Gen said.

"Ah."

The woman picked up her chopsticks, took a big bite without hesitation, and ate it along with the cooked rice.

Then, with a look of great enjoyment on her face, she squinted at Tsukino Gen with satisfaction, "Do you have a habit of staying overnight at a woman's house and making breakfast there?"

"You're crazy. I've never spent the night at another woman's house."

Hmm. Kiyono Mizuki doesn't count.

Her home is her own home, and her own home is still her own home.

Therefore, this concept does not exist.

"That's good~"

Chinatsu Morita became even more smug as she ate.

As she ate, the woman remembered something.

"By the way, what are your plans for the Baifeng Summit? You should have made most of the arrangements by now."

Tsukino Gen nodded and answered calmly.

"I'll let you know if there's any news. Don't worry, you'll get all the credit."

"Do I care about credit?" Chinatsu Morita gave Gen Tsukino a seductive, alluring look.

Gen Tsukino blinked. "Is it for world peace?"

A mature and beautiful woman with a smile on her face.

"Of course, it's so that I can stand on the so-called bright side and protect you properly."

"That's really touching, Officer Morita."

"If you're touched, put the ring on my ring finger."

"I have something to do, so please wash the dishes yourself."

Gen Tsukino wiped his mouth and stood up.

With no intention of reaching into her pocket, Chinatsu Morita glared fiercely at Gen Tsukino, but still couldn't do anything about it.

She escorted the boy to the door and then reached out her hand, just as a considerate wife would do every morning.

She straightened the boy's collar and put his slippers back in their original place in the shoe cabinet.

Then he looked at him and said.

"see you next time."

Gen Tsukino couldn't help but laugh, "What you're saying sounds like you're doing some kind of business, which isn't very good."

Chinatsu Morita shrugged indifferently.

"Anyway, I'm just telling you, there's nothing wrong with it."

"gone."

"Goodbye~"

The door closed.

Chinatsu Morita returned to her room in her slippers, without rushing to clean up the mess on the table.

She walked to the window where Tsukino Gen had drawn back the curtains early in the morning. The sun was shining brightly, and she looked at the buildings outside.

A smile, the meaning of which even he himself did not understand, appeared on his lips.

"I'm thinking about getting married."

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(End of this chapter)