I practiced as a monk alone in Japan.

Chapter 261 Even in Mud, There is Youth

Chapter 261 Even in Mud, There is Youth
As it turns out, there is some truth to the saying "once you taste the marrow, you'll know the true flavor."

It's not just some made-up term.

At least for Tsukino Gen, it didn't feel like that last time was long ago, but for Morita Chinatsu, it felt like an eternity.

Gen Tsukino made no attempt to struggle even though he was handcuffed to the headboard.

Anyway, if I really want freedom, handcuffs can't restrict me at all.

But why couldn't they break free?

This question seems rather intriguing.

The woman's greedy breaths were like the low, howling roar of a wild beast in the clouds.

The boy undoubtedly enjoyed it quite a bit.

Men don't have to do everything themselves; they can simply let go and hand it over to their partners.

In this era where gender equality is advocated everywhere, Tsukino Gen is willing to suffer some 'grievances'.

It's unclear whether her emotions were too intense or if her intense longing for him had caused her to become somewhat agitated and unbalanced.

Soon enough, he could only lie prostrate on the boy's body, panting heavily.

Everything looked as wet as after a torrential downpour.

It seems that there is no clean land left in the world; everywhere is mud that makes people sink deep.

Chinatsu Morita is amazing.

Chinatsu Morita in her police uniform is absolutely stunning.

She breathed heavily, her warm, damp breath landing on the boy's cheek.

"Like it?"

Gen Tsukino raised his eyes to look at her.

"It's alright, just don't do this kind of sudden intrusion next time. Also, help me untie it."

The woman pouted, seemingly dissatisfied, and nestled against the boy, hugging his neck.

The base color in his pupils seemed somewhat scarlet.

It's not that it mutated into a vampire.

But her inner charm seemed to overflow.

"What's wrong with you? You can easily remove it yourself, why do you make me do it? And you're blaming me for such a small thing."

Tsukino Gen looked at her amusedly, "If you don't untie me, how am I supposed to carry you to the bath?"

Hearing Tsukino Gen say that, the young woman, like a girl who was easily happy and easily angry, whose mood could change faster than turning the pages of a book, immediately felt a surge of joy.

But she still gave the boy a charming kiss on the cheek.

"Can't I just not wash it?"

"Are you really that unclean?"

Tsukino Gen also glanced down at the other person's abdomen, which actually didn't undulate much.

Ok.

Those books exaggerate too much; how could such a situation possibly occur?

It's not like you can grow a huge stomach in one bite.

But the woman hugged the boy and said, "I like the feeling of my belly being warm."

That simple sentence almost sparked a second war. Now Tsukino Gen understands why so many major wars in history had some strange and unusual reasons.

There's no way around it; humans are just emotional creatures.

However, he still unlocked the boy's handcuffs, and as Tsukino Gen had said, he took the young woman to take a bath.

Despite her seemingly tall and muscular figure, Morita Chinatsu is not as slender as she appears.

She belongs to the type that looks quite heavy, yet has a healthy and well-proportioned figure.

But it doesn't feel heavy at all when you pick it up; it's quite light.

Under the bathroom light, the two were completely open with each other and didn't need to be shy. At this moment, Chinatsu Morita let go of all her reserve and jokes and carefully helped Gen Tsukino wipe himself.

She is like a virtuous wife and loving mother who is as virtuous as can be.

Tsukino Gen's house wasn't a hotel, so naturally they didn't provide towels. And it seemed the other person hadn't brought any changes of clothes either.

There was no other way, or rather, this woman had planned it all along.

He put on Tsukino Gen's white shirt.

As for the lower body
Her long, slender, white legs were visible beneath her long white shirt.

This isn't clothing to cover the body at all; it's practically another kind of QQ (QQ-themed) item!

Fortunately, Tsukino Gen's composure is still intact, so he can let this woman lie freely on his body and chat on the sofa.

"Why did you decide to come over today?"

The boy asked.

Chinatsu Morita scoffed, "You haven't contacted me at all. If I don't come looking for you soon, are you planning to treat this as a one-night stand?"

That's what I said.

Do I seem like the kind of irresponsible person?

"do not you?"

"What you're saying is true. I can be irresponsible, but I still have to face my basic desires. It's hard for a woman like you to satisfy someone with just a one-night stand."

Upon hearing Tsukino Gen's words, Morita Chinatsu tilted her head back slightly and pondered for a moment.

"That sounds pretty scummy, but I'll pass you."

She lowered her head and kissed the boy's lips again.

how to say.

Chinatsu Morita made it very clear that this was indeed her first time experiencing a romantic relationship.

Although it might not be considered a proper romance for Gen Tsukino, that doesn't stop her from thinking that way.

So she will interpret this relationship in her own way, showing how she will portray herself.

That's good, at least Tsukino Gen isn't unpleasant.

A certain degree of clinginess will only satisfy a man's vanity, especially with a woman like Chinatsu Morita, who is excellent in every way. If he still finds it annoying, then he's basically going against his nature.

Gen Tsukino leaned against the sofa, looking at her, his hand holding her soft, thick hair.

Although this woman often goes on duty and may be exposed to wind and sun, her hair and skin are well-maintained.

It has a silky feel in your hand, as if it will slip away from your grasp along with her whole being.

"How's work lately?" Tsukino Gen asked.

The woman shook her head; the mere mention of work seemed to possess a magical power to discourage her.

She hugged the boy's neck, then nestled against his strong, reliable chest and whispered something.

"Although I got a promotion because of these achievements, the police station is still the same. It's still a protective umbrella for some people, and there are still many unsolved cases. Every time this happens, I feel quite insignificant."

Gen Tsukino smiled and said, "Everyone is inherently insignificant, and that's understandable. Besides, changing any environment is never something that can be easily accomplished by one person's efforts. But you can rest assured, I'm here for you."

"Ok, I know."

She rubbed her cheek against the boy's cheek.

Then, with a sigh, I said, "I always thought, wouldn't it be better if you could become a police officer and fight alongside me in the future? But it seems I don't need to think about that anymore."

"why?"

"What if we get wiped out in one place? I feel more at ease with you in other places, and you'll be more effective in more concealed locations than I am."

Gen Tsukino looked at her and said, "That being said, I don't intend to become a police officer. But you still need to be careful about your own safety and not do as many reckless things as before. Only do things if you are sure you can, and if you can't, come to me."

“I remember you didn’t like making promises.”

She looked at the boy's face with a smile.

Gen Tsukino shrugged helplessly.

"What can we do? If you can't resist the temptation and fall for my tricks, you have to bear the consequences. Isn't that what you wanted?"

The boy looked somewhat self-deprecating.

Chinatsu Morita propped herself up, still perched high on the boy's back.

In those deep eyes, a faint light shimmered like moonlight reflected on a lake.

"No, that's not it. I'm not with you because of these things, nor am I willing to give everything because I'm considering any future benefits or whether you can help me."

"is it?"

"Yes, it's entirely because I like you. I want to be with you, I want to experience these things with you. Whether you believe it or not."

He looked at the woman, who was gazing intently into his eyes.

Gen Tsukino really wanted to say something.

Sometimes you can't take everything you say seriously. Even if you really think so, you can't control your subconscious mind from becoming evidence against you.

You may not want to think this way, but your subconscious will help you make choices to some extent, even though you won't admit it exists.

However, it's pointless to talk about these things now, and there's no need to emphasize objective facts.

"I believe."

"Ah."

She smiled at the boy, then reached out and tucked all the strands of hair on one side behind her ear.

She slowly moved backward, as if she wanted to leave this warm embrace.

However, Tsukino Gen had already noticed that something was wrong.

When he saw the other person's face, which should have been looking down at him, appear on his chest instead, and their entire figure resembled a graceful leopard, or a Persian cat without a tail, he was struck by the sight.

I had a premonition that something was going to happen.

He watched with amusement as the other person's face gradually became more alluring.

"Can't you hold back any longer? Aren't you going to rest for a while?"

Chinatsu Morita gently bit the shirt on his chest.

It was as if he were about to tear his clothes apart like a real wild beast.

The words thus became ambiguous.

"The night seems long, but it's actually very short."

Then it became increasingly difficult to hear clearly.

What's that sound of swallowing something whole?

It was a sound like a child's babbling.

Pattering.

Even though it wasn't raining outside, all the lights in the room were still on.

Therefore, it can be seen clearly.

Although Gen Tsukino felt that staring at someone at this time was not very ethical or polite, he couldn't help but find that visual enjoyment was indeed a kind of stimulation.

How many years have we been in Zhaori?

Life has turned out like this again?
Although many people's youth is like muddy water, Tsukino Gen never intended to indulge himself like that.

Or rather, this development was inevitable.

In this bustling city, someone as outstanding as you will naturally be embraced by its dazzling lights and vibrant atmosphere.

It's also reasonable for them to blend in with this superficiality.

No.

He wouldn't do that.

Youthful teenagers should be passionate and pure.

They will accept certain choices and also take on their own responsibilities.

of course.

When you see muddy roads, you should take a detour.

He personally pulled the young woman from the mud, then turned around and looked down at her rosy face.