I practiced as a monk alone in Japan.

Chapter 260 Professional Advantages?

The girl didn't tell any more of her story.

Perhaps for Rin Asagiri, revealing her true feelings was not an occasional act, but perhaps a once-in-a-lifetime experience.

If it doesn't have a good outcome, if it doesn't elicit a response that satisfies her, then this kind of thing might never happen again.

After all, her pride wouldn't allow her to reveal her true feelings without a 99% chance of getting a response.

And without a doubt, she was willing to lean on this boy's shoulder for a long time.

I witnessed the sunset, saw the world darken, and saw the lake reflecting only the colors of the streetlights.

The autumn nights are already quite cool.

In this era where winter and summer are becoming increasingly extreme, the existence of spring and autumn is like a fleeting moment.

However, it is precisely because of its short duration that it is so precious.

In the cool breeze, the girl's hair was constantly being blown by the wind, but she didn't feel particularly cold.

Because the boy's strong arms were wrapped around his shoulders.

The warmth remained the same, not too scorching or uncomfortable. It also didn't have that strange, overpowering smell of a young man in the throes of puberty.

It felt as if it were autumn outside, but warm spring inside his arms.

I quietly watched the ripples on the lake's surface and quietly enjoyed the gentle breeze until it was getting late.

The boy said softly, "Are you a little sleepy?"

I sensed the girl was drowsy; staying in one position for too long can easily lead to this. The saying "love conquers all" is, of course, an exaggeration.

Feelings can't actually replace anything, or even anything at all.

It is not oxygen, not vitamins, not protein, and certainly not water.

But ironically, when people experience the beauty of its true existence, they always feel that it surpasses everything else.

"Hmm, I want to rest."

Rin Asagiri is also honest, responding truthfully based on her physical condition. She never forces herself.

Forcing others is what she should be doing.

"Okay, I'll take you home first, then I'll go back."

The girl glanced at the boy with her dark eyes, then nodded gently.

The two of them got up.

Tsukino Gen seemed relaxed and carefree, but perhaps she had been sitting for too long, or perhaps the boy's embrace couldn't block the cool breeze blowing on her legs.

So much so that when the girl's already slender legs tried to get up, she was almost unable to support herself and nearly sat back down in the chair. Fortunately, Tsukino Gen reached out and helped her up in time.

"I"

Seemingly feeling somewhat embarrassed, the girl wanted to explain something, but Tsukino Gen didn't care.

Almost instinctively, he immediately squatted down.

Then he covered the other person's legs with both hands.

Rin Asagiri forgot to dodge, and by the time she realized that her legs were filled with a warm temperature, her cheeks were already flushed.

However, she did not immediately rebuke Tsukino Gen for what seemed like taking advantage of her, as she usually would.

in contrast.

All she saw was the boy rubbing her smooth legs, then looking up at her with incredibly clear eyes.

"How are you? Still cold?"

She pursed her lips, seemingly forgetting her shyness and what she originally wanted to ask.

She simply reached out her hands as if possessed, and then cupped the boy's face in her hands.

"It's not cold anymore, Tsukino Gen."

"That's good."

Gen Tsukino released his hand without asking why he was being called by his name at this moment.

She simply let go of her hands and prepared to stand up normally, but unexpectedly, the other person's hands cupped her cheeks again the moment she stood up.

She came up to me.

Soft lips, like the wind rippling across a lake.

A gentle breeze caresses that thing called youth.

The most brilliant and magnificent summer seems to never leave. As long as we are together, we can always feel the presence of that summer.

Pure passion.

After a brief but profound kiss, Tsukino Gen slowly straightened up, smiling as he looked at the girl in front of him who seemed inexplicably shy, or even embarrassed.

"Why so sudden?"

Asagiri Rin turned her head with a slightly flushed face. "It's nothing. I just felt uncomfortable talking to you with my head tilted back all the time, so I suddenly wanted to try this position."

What kind of talk about tigers and wolves?
Xiao Chunu was still thinking about adjusting her posture.

That's not what he meant, of course. Tsukino Gen abandoned his plan to tease the other person.

He took the initiative to reach out and hold her hand. "So, Miss likes this kind of thing. I'll remember that."

The girl, her cheeks burning, scoffed, "What nonsense are you talking about? Besides, I might like this today, but I might like something else tomorrow. Don't take it to heart."

The boy knew that she didn't want him to actually believe this reason, so that he wouldn't have trouble explaining himself if he did the opposite later.

"But of course I have an obligation to remember everything about you."

"Aren't you annoying?"

"Ha ha ha ha."

Gen Tsukino led the girl back, walking through the wisteria-covered path. In the darkness, the purple hue was imperceptible, and the streetlights made everything appear dim and yellow.

"By the way, would you like to go on a school trip in the fall?"

Tsukino Gendo asked.

Asagiri Rin looked over. "You want to go?"

Gen Tsukino thought for a moment and said, "If you think it's not very interesting because there are too many people, but the place is nice, then we can skip it this time. We can go and check it out during winter break."

I thought this girl would accept the option that seemed more reasonable.

But she said almost without thinking, "It's okay, let's do it this time."

"Ok?"

Gen Tsukino looked at the girl with some surprise.

Asagiri Rin raised an eyebrow slightly. "What?"

"I thought you wouldn't want to go to crowded places."

Asagiri Rin shook her head. "I just feel that if it were just the two of us, we could go anytime in the future. But with so many students together like this, the opportunity seems much rarer." "You still have this concept of enjoying youth?"

Do I look like someone who wastes their youth?

"Of course, clubs are all called a waste of life, so what else is there to say?"

"That's not going to happen."

"No, you just promised me."

"Scoundrel."

Asagiri Rin hummed softly, but no matter how you looked at it, the corners of her mouth were turned up, and even unconsciously, her steps became much lighter.

Her hand was easily pulled by Tsukino Gen, swaying back and forth, like a swing between them.

It wasn't until she reached her doorstep, when the familiar feeling returned and the familiar sense of constraint made Asagiri Rin realize that her actions were somewhat embarrassing.

Gen Tsukino released the boy's hand without any hesitation.

"Get some rest, I'm going back now."

"I'll have Morita take you."

It seems the relationship hasn't been formalized, but it's clear that the feelings developing between the two are already quite different.

She couldn't bear to let the boy take a taxi home like that.

A few months ago, they definitely wouldn't have cared at all.

"It's alright, I'm just taking a walk. The weather is perfect for a stroll."

However, Tsukino Gen still refused. He wasn't really keen on seeing Morita Kaoru, and the awkwardness hadn't subsided.

I wonder if that woman on the street might suddenly have the idea to tell me everything. Although it would be difficult to do so, it would still be embarrassing.

Asagiri Rin didn't force him, since this boy always had some strange little habits anyway.

"Take care of yourself, I'm going back now."

"it is good."

I watched as the girl, wearing a coat, slowly entered the courtyard.

Gen Tsukino then withdrew his gaze.

We walked along the same road we came from, the difference being that before we had four wheels, now we have two legs.

He didn't go very fast, looking at the surrounding environment as if trying to memorize everything.

As the years go by and we get older, we have more and more things to remember. As a result, we forget more and more.

Is childhood so precious because it's always a blur in our memories?
Is it because we think we see things clearly enough that we are not appreciated now?
A pointless thought.

However, this is why Tsukino Gen often likes to walk long distances home alone, and doesn't mind the time it takes.

You have plenty of time to let your mind wander, even if you come up with a lot of boring or brilliant ideas, even if you forget them very quickly.

But shouldn't the process of thinking be a wonderful experience?
It didn't actually take too long, about an hour, and the boy, who wasn't even out of breath or sweating, returned to the apartment.

I won't go next door for now.

First, open your own room door.

As soon as he opened the door, he smelled a faint scent in the air. It was very subtle, but it definitely didn't belong to him.

It didn't smell like a gas leak.

He frowned and glanced briefly at the unobstructed living room.

Then he went straight into his bedroom.

What was even more absurd than he had imagined was that while everything else was fine, there was a noticeable bulge on the bed, and a figure was clearly hiding inside.

By this time, Tsukino Gen already knew whose scent it was.

He walked over in a huff.

Then he yanked the blanket off.

"What are you doing?"

I didn't see a ghost.

The scene that was shown caught everyone off guard.

Inside was a young policewoman, Officer Morita, whom he knew very well and was very close to.

But
It's one thing for her to hide under her blanket, but why is she dressed like this?
Was she wearing a police uniform?
I've never seen a police uniform like this before! No, I have, I've seen it in some R-rated movies.

The short-sleeved shirt, though tightly fitted, fully accentuated the curves of her chest.

She wore a dark, form-fitting skirt, stockings, and even high heels.

Good guy.

He's even wearing a hat!

Did I wander into the wrong movie set? Did I end up in another world where the whole world is full of dirty jokes?
The woman, who had been discovered—or rather, deliberately discovered—smiled and gazed at him.

He then pulled out the handcuffs from his waist and waved them in front of the boy a couple of times.

"Mr. Tsukino Gen, you are now under arrest."

"How did you get to my house?"

Gen Tsukino didn't play along with her act and asked a question with a touch of emotion.

Chinatsu Morita slowly sat up. She got up, but the way she did it was like she was dancing. Was it really necessary to twist her waist like that?

"I'm a policeman."

"so?"

"Knowing some lock-picking techniques is normal, isn't it?"

"Is this all the job you're supposed to do?"

If we're talking about blasphemy, she's definitely the one who won't be able to go to heaven after death.

"Clap."

The woman handcuffed the boy's wrists directly, and then handcuffed the other side to the headboard.

She gazed at the boy with a charming smile.

"My profession allows me to do even more exciting things, why not give it a try?"

She's practically a devil mixed in with angels.

Even a succubus!

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(End of this chapter)