I practiced as a monk alone in Japan.

Chapter 255 What is Love?

Chapter 255 What is Love?
"Bang!"

The door to the activity room was opened.

Today, Kazama Sakura went to the confectionery shop, so Tsukino Gen came here alone.

The early autumn afternoon sunlight seems gentler than in summer and brighter than in winter.

Like a gentle beast lurking in the clouds, it quietly watches over every mortal as insignificant as an ant.

However, when the door opened, Tsukino Gen was still slightly surprised.

Because inside wasn't just that elegant, graceful, and languidly beautiful young lady. Saionji Karen was also in the classroom.

Seeing the boy's slightly surprised look, Saionji Karen greeted him in a very natural and generous manner.

Good afternoon, Tsukino-kun.

Tsukino Gen looked at her strangely, "What are you doing here, Senpai?"

Karen Saionji blinked. "What, is 215 your secret garden? No one else can come in?"

"That's not necessarily true. I'm just curious how the head of a photography club has time to wander around all day."

Actually, I still want to ask, these two had a slight disagreement before, and now they're sitting together again, which seems a bit strange.

If this is what you call a strange 'friendship' between girls, then it's barely acceptable. However, Asagiri Rin doesn't seem like the type to swallow her anger.

Gen Tsukino then looked at Rin Asagiri.

The girl stared at her phone without saying a word, seemingly unconcerned about the situation.

Karen Saionji replied with a smile, "It's not like the head of the photography club is some kind of sacred position. I don't need to be there every day. Besides, I'll be graduating next year, so I should get along well with you lovely juniors and create more memories."

"Not every memory needs to be preserved; there's no need for that."

Gen Tsukino casually sat down and put down his schoolbag.

This time, his intention was clear: instead of sitting in his usual spot opposite Asagiri Rin, he sat directly next to the young lady.

Saionji narrowed his eyes slightly, seemingly noticing this slightly unusual situation.

However, his facial expression remained quite dignified and generous, and his tone was as lively and vivid as ever.

"Hey~ Tsukino-kun is being too harsh on me. She's your senior, for goodness' sake. What do you mean by 'it's really unnecessary'?"

The boy didn't deliberately do anything intimate with the girl beside him, but just smiled and said, "No, just kidding. Did you come here specifically for something, senior? Or, as you said, just to chat?"

Tsukino Gendo asked.

This woman usually doesn't come here for anything good; she just likes to bother others.

If it's just chatting, it might be a bit easier.

Karen Saionji smiled and said, "Didn't I ask you to film a video before? You should have seen the finished product. I wanted to ask if you're satisfied?"

Gen Tsukino didn't speak directly, but looked at Rin Asagiri.

The young lady glanced at her sideways, "Even if you're not satisfied, can we change it now?"

Tsukino Gen interjected, "It seems like it's no use changing it now; it was already sent out long ago."

Karen Saionji blinked. "You two are such a perfect couple, working together so well. I thought you were having a cold war."

Why did we have the Cold War?

Asagiri Rin squinted at Saionji.

Karen Saionji, looking completely clueless, said, "After all, didn't Tsukino-kun confess to both you and Kazama Sakura at the same time? The whole school is talking about it now, and everyone thinks Tsukino-kun is already on your assassination list."

Gen Tsukino looked up at the ceiling.

This is not a topic I should be discussing; anything I say would sound like I'm just making excuses.

Asagiri Rin spoke without any particular emotion.

"That's just nonsense. When have I ever assassinated anyone? They're just cowards who don't dare to talk to me."

Saionji Karen scoffed, "Is it because you're too afraid to talk to me? Have you forgotten what happened to the last person who relentlessly pursued you? They're still not back in Japan, are they?"

Before Asagiri Rin could react, she looked at Tsukino Gen.

"To be honest, you're the only guy who's ever successfully flirted with Rin and gotten this close to her so far~"

Asagiri Rin frowned and looked over. "Why are you saying all this? Besides, he didn't even really hit on me."

Gen Tsukino nodded. "That's right, she was the one who struck up a conversation with me."

Rin Asagiri:? ? ?

A question mark appeared on the girl's forehead. Her cheeks flushed slightly, which didn't look like shyness, but rather a sign of impending anger.

Gen Tsukino calmly and casually explained, "Didn't you call me first?"

Asagiri Rin shouted angrily, "You still remember after all this time?!"

Gen Tsukino nodded. "Of course I remember everything about you. Why would I forget?"

The blush on Chao Wulin's cheeks seemed to have transformed into a different language, as if the slight anger that preceded her anger had turned into a momentary shyness.

Meanwhile, Saionji Karen, who had been watching the show from the sidelines, also changed her expression.

I was enjoying the show when suddenly someone stuffed something into my mouth.
The two of them even stared at each other!
"Stop watching, wait, how did you all become such boring men and women?"

What are boring men and women?

Tsukino Gen asked curiously.

Asagiri Rin shook her head, indicating that she didn't understand either.

"You young men and women are just like that, you have to let the slightest bit of ambiguous atmosphere fester, completely disregarding who's around. You're such boring people!" Saionji said irritably.

Faced with what seemed like accusations from Saionji.

Asagiri Rin looked at Tsukino Gen with a puzzled expression. "She's acting strangely, suddenly seeming very angry. Do you have any clue?"

Gen Tsukino shook his head. "I don't know. Maybe girls are unhappy for a few days every month. It's not appropriate to ask."

"."

Saionji took a deep breath and then stood up.

Then, adjusting his expression, he looked at the two of them seriously and said, "I apologize for disturbing you today. I have something to attend to and will be leaving now."

Tsukino Gen pretended to extend her hand, "Oh dear, aren't you going to sit a little longer, senpai? We're leaving now."

Saionji saw through the boy's pretense at a glance. He just stretched out his hand without even standing up. Was there even the slightest bit of sincerity in him?!

enough!

She walked straight out the door. Then she heard a sound behind her.

"Could you please close the door, senior? Thank you!"

".knew."

"boom!"

The door was indeed closed.

It was so forceful it felt like it was about to be torn apart; it was incredibly hard.

Whether it was an illusion or not, for a moment Tsukino Gen seemed to see the clear muscle lines in the other person's arms.

That's quite strong.

After the other person left, Tsukino Gen looked at Asagiri Rin.

The young lady, who had just been clearly cooperating with Tsukino Gen, was now a little embarrassed. "Why are you looking at me? Her anger is none of my business. If you find it troublesome, go and coax her yourself."

"Why would I comfort her? Do I look like a central air conditioner that likes to warm everyone's hearts?"

The boy leaning back in his chair was as languid and carefree as ever.

"Who knows yours? You never admit it at first, but in the end you can't extricate yourself from the relationship, which is what you like to do."

"It's not that serious, is it? At least today I'm clearly on your side, and you were enjoying yourself just now, weren't you?"

"What do you mean by enjoying it? I just feel that she's been a bit restless lately, so it's only right to teach her a lesson."

"So, it can be considered that I did something that pleased you, and shouldn't I be rewarded?"

Gen Tsukino looked at the girl.

Asagiri Rin looked at him strangely, "How did this turn into a discussion about rewards? You're really shameless."

Gen Tsukino thought for a moment, "I remember you promised to give me a reward after the sports festival, but you haven't delivered yet, have you? And you said it was a special reward, have you already forgotten about it?"

Asagiri Rin's cheeks flushed slightly, not out of guilt.

"Who forgot? It's just a miscalculation of the time. There's still a little time left. You'll know when the time comes."

"Really? It's like planting crops, where you have to wait for them to ripen."

"You can understand that."

"Alright, let's keep things separate. What about today's reward?"

"When did I agree to that?! Have you no shame?"

Asagiri Rin turned around irritably, crossed her arms, and glared at Tsukino Gen.

In front of this boy, she increasingly didn't need to pretend with that indifferent and aloof demeanor. She could make whatever expression she wanted, which might seem like a more tiring activity, but in terms of experience, it was a more relaxed performance.

Her legs were naturally tilted, and those legs, encased in black over-the-knee stockings, looked like works of art displayed before her.

It's hard for people not to get close to them.

And sometimes, why do people try to get closer, especially between the opposite sex? What is it that attracts them to become ambiguous, close, and intimate?

It's probably like this now.

When you want to get closer, be honest and approach them.

The sudden closeness caught Asagiri Rin somewhat off guard.

She instinctively wanted to move her body back, but Tsukino Gen's hand reached for her slender waist first.

"Let go!"

The noble young lady's ears turned slightly red as she glared at the handsome young man who was so audacious.

His palm unconsciously pushed against the other person's chest.

The smiling boy leaned closer to his eyes, finding Asagiri Rin's current demeanor unbelievably delicious.

The nervousness, shyness, and even restlessness that seemed never to appear on her before—all these starkly contrasted with her usual image—were like exquisitely embellished and fragrant delicacies.

"I have a habit of taking what I'm entitled to myself if they don't give it to me."

The boy's face came clearly closer.

The color on Asagiri Rin's cheeks became even more vibrant.

"What do you mean by 'I wouldn't give it to you'? I never promised you that in the first place."

Her voice grew softer and softer, becoming as soft as a kitten's.

It's so soft and tender.

"You really didn't agree?"

"No."

You could smell his breath.

Everything about him seemed magical and incredible; he had no strange smell, but rather made people crave him.

It's like the longing for the sun after being in a dungeon for too long; it's practically an instinct etched into our genes.

It was a premonition, like the last moment of clarity before falling off a cliff.