I practiced as a monk alone in Japan.

Chapter 267 The Clingy Young Lady

Chapter 267 The Clingy Young Lady
On the evening of the day leading up to the autumn outing.

Lying on the bed, Tsukino Gen didn't draw the curtains, letting the bright moonlight shine in.

Looking at my phone, the amount of wallpapers stored on it is a bit excessive.

If you didn't know better, you'd think these were all AI-generated group photos circulating online.

After all, he is the same man in each photo, but the woman in each photo is a different person.

There's a photo of me with Kazama Sakura under a grand fireworks display.

There are also photos of Asagiri Rin sleeping with her head resting on her shoulder inside a car.

There's also a picture of Kiyono Mizuki, with a new hairstyle, leaning against him and making a peace sign.

Don't tell me yet.

It always seems a bit odd for guys to make a peace sign, giving off a kind of nerdy, decadent vibe, but when girls do it, they always look youthful, vibrant, and incredibly sweet.

There are still a few messages on my phone.

A message from Kazama Sakura: Remember to bring your things! I don't know what guys need to bring, but get some rest!
The autumn outing is just around the corner, but Tsukino Gen isn't very excited, unlike the other students who are still chatting frantically in the school group at this hour.

Life is full of all kinds of journeys, and any trip can be considered an adventure.

From this perspective, we should cherish every opportunity.

I have never been to the city itself, and I only have a superficial understanding of its unique features, most of which I learned about recently from the internet.

There wasn't any specific plan; we just followed the route arranged by the school. The three-day, two-night autumn outing was comparable to a trip during a break from school.

Zhao Ri Private High School is indeed very wealthy.

He replied to the message: I don't know what to bring either, but I'll just ask you for anything I don't have.

Kazama Sakura: Huh? That's ridiculous! Things that girls use might not be suitable for boys!
Gen Tsukino: So you're just disgusted with me.

Kazama Sakura: Hmph.

I smiled and then saw a message from Asagiri Rin.

Miss: The meeting time is early tomorrow, and I can't get up that early. Please prepare breakfast and I will come to pick you up.

Gen Tsukino: Are you sure you won't make us all late? And what does not being able to get up have to do with your cook preparing breakfast? It's as if you usually cook for yourself.

Miss: Enough with the nonsense. Either I starve to death tomorrow, or you get me ready. That's it.

The order was issued concisely and clearly.

It's unbelievable that someone would torture themselves like this on an autumn outing.

After replying to the message, I turned off my phone and quietly closed my eyes.

I didn't dream or think about anything else all night.

Gen Tsukino discovered that a peaceful life isn't all good; at the very least, it can make one lose some of the critical thinking skills necessary for times of crisis. Although thinking is a tiring and quite draining process.

Trying to understand something by contemplating it as a philosopher only to find that all the answers you get are clumsy imitations of those who came before you, and no matter how hard you try to summarize, you can't come up with anything, and you can't live a rigorous life in accordance with what you think about.

In summary, it was all meaningless thinking.

But what's strange is that you can actually feel pleasure during this process, not just from expending your own fatigue.

Scientists always say that the human brain is not developed enough, but Gen Tsukino thinks it has been developed a bit too much. The extra space for random thoughts makes people's happiness not pure and thorough enough.

The crisp, clear air of autumn seems to greet you the moment you wake up.

The golden sunlight made the boy, who had already changed into long sleeves, lazily get out of bed.

Then I started preparing breakfast.

Convenient and portable options that can be enjoyed anytime are naturally not those soupy or watery dishes. Although this goes against Tsukino Gen's healthy diet principles, there's no other way.

The sandwiches require the least skill, and the fried rice with eggs made from leftover rice was also served as a garnish, along with the remaining fresh fruit from the refrigerator that hadn't expired.

It looks quite presentable, but I wonder if it suits that young lady's taste.

There's nothing we can do if it doesn't fit; even a skilled cook can't make a meal without rice.

When I got downstairs, I saw on my phone that the other party had already sent a message. Not long after, a familiar car drove towards me, with the route and momentum of wanting to run me over in the street.

However, Tsukino Gen stood still and did not move.

I watched quietly as the car stopped less than a meter in front of me, and I could even smell a bit of dust.

Looking at Morita Kaoru in the driver's seat, it's not surprising at all.

Still using deterrence!

However, the boy didn't seem angry and went straight to the back seat.

Rin Asagiri, who was behind, was wearing her autumn long-sleeved school uniform. After all, school trips require organization and discipline, and wearing uniforms helps prevent students from getting lost. As for why high school students can get lost, that's hard to say. After all, there are always exceptional individuals in any group; it's a matter of probability.

She was wearing a long-sleeved school uniform, a pleated skirt, and knee-high socks. She was slightly curled up, her eyes half-closed, looking as if she hadn't fully woken up.

But her face was already quite delicate and beautiful, like Sleeping Beauty.

Hearing the commotion of boarding the bus, the girl first wrinkled her nose, then saw the boy carrying a box and a backpack.

"Give me."

"Let me start by saying something nice."

The boy looked at her with a grin.

A faint blush rose to the young lady's face, clearly a sign of slight anger.

"Bring it!"

The girl raised her voice, a tactic she rarely used, since not everyone had the courage to hold out until she got angry.

However, Tsukino Gen obviously didn't have this concern.

"Call me brother."

"I kill you."

She said fiercely.

Gen Tsukino blinked, then opened the lunchbox on his own. The back seat of this car had a desk-like compartment that could be easily opened from the front.

When unfolded, it becomes a simple dining table that can be used for working or dining.

The aroma wafted out as soon as the boy opened the lunchbox, mainly because of the fried rice.

It immediately caught the young lady's attention.

Asagiri Rin frowned as she looked over, then naturally extended her hand. Why would she need this boy's permission?

What's his is his; everything he owns is his.

He never expected that Tsukino Gen would reach out and grab his hands.

The seemingly ambiguous gesture infuriated the girl.

"what?"

"You haven't called yet."

"I won't shout!"

"I got up so early to make you breakfast, and I didn't even take your money. Shouldn't you say something nice?"

"I don't know what sounds good, but if you don't let go, I'll starve to death."

"When did your methods of threatening others start by attacking yourself?"

Gen Tsukino looked at the other person in surprise.

The girl gave a light hum and looked at the boy as if it were the most natural thing in the world. "Because you can't bear to see me suffer. I've always been pampered, and I get very uncomfortable if I'm not taken care of properly. If you want to see this, then so be it. I won't eat."

"Fine, you're the one who knows how to be a scoundrel."

Gen Tsukino released his hand.

After giving Tsukino Gen a disdainful look, Asagiri Rin began to enjoy her breakfast without any worries.

However, after eating the whole egg fried rice, I felt a little hungry.

"You eat the sandwich."

"I ate before I came out."

"Then give it to Kazama later."

"Huh? She ate your leftovers?"

Gen Tsukino said with a hint of amusement.

Asagiri Rin, on the other hand, said matter-of-factly, "Of course, she only gets what I have to eat; she's lucky if there's anything left over."

I don't know if this sentence contains any double entendre.

But it's clearly not simple.

"Never mind, I'll eat it."

Kazama Sakura certainly wouldn't have skipped breakfast, although her body image anxiety still lingers, making it hard for Tsukino Gen to accept that she had actually eaten leftovers.

Watching Tsukino Gen start eating his sandwich.

Asagiri Rin gave a soft hum and then leaned close to the other person's ear.

"Brother~"

"Ok?"

Tsukino Gen suddenly looked up at her. The girl with rosy cheeks had already regained her nonchalant demeanor. "It tasted pretty good, this is a reward for you."

Why didn't you say it when I asked you to?

"The reward will be something I think of for you, not something you have to ask for."

"Is that so domineering?"

Gen Tsukino couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"That's right, I've always been like that."

As they talked, they soon arrived at the school gate.

A considerable number of people have already gathered, including many from the entire grade of Zhao Ri Private High School.

Even if some people don't participate and prefer to stay home and rest, the sheer number of people is still dazzling.

"You are here."

When the two got off the bus, they were seen by many classmates.

Getting out of the same private car naturally sparks countless speculations, such as whether they are living together or whether they spent the night together.

But it's clear that neither of them cares much about these rumors or speculations.

Gen Tsukino is confident because he's thick-skinned, while Rin Asagiri is confident because she comes from a wealthy family.

So what if they spend the night together? With her status, she could easily support ten boys like Tsukino Gen, but there's really no need for that.

The only one who dared to come over and say hello, acting as if nothing had happened, was Kazama Sakura.

Seeing the two of them together didn't seem strange or surprising at all.

Good morning, Kazama-kun.

Asagiri Rin yawned and looked at the girl walking over.

"Asagiri-kun doesn't seem to be in very good spirits."

Kazama Sakura joked.

The young lady shook her head indifferently, "There's nothing I can do. Someone kept chattering in the car, like chanting a sutra, and it made me sleepy."

Gen Tsukino's eyes widened. "If I don't say anything, you accuse me of giving the silent treatment, and if I do speak, you think I'm nagging, right?"

"I should have asked you to prepare more breakfast; at least it would have been more comfortable for you to eat here."

"Hmm? Have you prepared breakfast?"

Having achieved the desired effect, Kazama Sakura's attention was immediately diverted.

Gen shrugged and replied with a hint of helplessness, "Someone said she can't get up in the morning and asked me to prepare breakfast for her, otherwise she's going to starve herself to death."

"Tsukino Gen, you're going to die!"

Asagiri Rin kicked him, and the boy twisted his waist in a rather seductive way.

Kazama Sakura, on the other hand, was laughing uncontrollably, seemingly not bothered by the situation. Or perhaps, the subtle hint of jealousy had become a normal part of her life.

Even thinking about what was to come, she looked at Asagiri Rin with a pang of heartache.

"But Asagiri-kun is going to suffer in a little while."

"Is that so?" Asagiri Rin asked casually.

The girl nodded. "It takes about three hours to get to Qishi City by bus. The buses are assigned according to class. It should be fine if Tsukino-san isn't bothering you. It's just me who will bother you."

show off?

Obviously showing off!

Asagiri Rin frowned and looked over.

Then she looked at the bus, and then turned her head away.

"I'm in the same car as you."

"How can you do that? You're not even in the same class."

Kazama Sakura's eyes widened slightly, clearly not expecting the other party to pull this stunt.

Asagiri Rin scoffed nonchalantly, "Why should I follow your rules? I have my own. Let's go."

Asagiri Rin grabbed Tsukino Gen's sleeve and dragged him toward their class bus.

Sakuraba Yuki, who happened to witness this scene, was stunned and thought she had seen it wrong.

"Hey, Asagiri-kun, your class's bus isn't here!"

Asagiri Rin turned her head slightly, "What's wrong?"

With that simple sentence, he grabbed Tsukino Gen and got into the car.

Sakura Kazama followed closely behind.

The bus is designed with single seats at the front, three-seater seats in the back rows near the windows, and two-seater seats near the doors.

When Kazama Sakura caught up, she saw that the two of them were already sitting in the three-seater.

Gen Tsukino is on the outermost side, while Rin Asagiri is in the middle.

Seeing Kazama Sakura approach, Asagiri Rin said in a very friendly manner, "Come on in, I saved a seat for you."

Kazama Sakura glared at the two of them, annoyed. "Why are you sitting in the middle?"

Asagiri Rin replied lazily, "I don't get carsick. Why don't you sit somewhere else?"

"Never."

The girl, who looked like a wronged little wife, could only sit in the innermost seat, the so-called "motion sickness seat," but none of the three seemed to get motion sickness.

Many students boarded the bus one after another and almost all of them witnessed this scene.

This naturally caused quite a stir.

"Are they not even going to act anymore? These three people are really sitting together? Did I get on the wrong bus?"

"No way... Can you really succeed by confessing like that? I want to confess to two people at the same time too!"

"It looks like such a beautiful scene. Although I'm jealous, I think it's more important for the three of them to live their lives well than anything else."

Hearing these whispers and murmurs, Tsukino Gen and Asagiri Rin seemed unfazed.

Sakura Kazama's cheeks couldn't help but feel a little hot.

"You guys really don't care what others think at all, you're really bold."

Asagiri Rin leaned slightly against the boy's shoulder, her eyes half-closed. "Why do you care about others? I remember you were the one who said to be brave before, right? If you're shy, you can still change seats."

"It's not that I'm shy, it's just that there's something you haven't noticed."

"what?"

"Asagiri-kun, you're getting more and more clingy."

"Don't project your romantic mindset onto me. To me, this jerk is just a tool, useful when needed, nothing more."

"is it?"

Gen Tsukino turned his head to the side and used a finger to push against Rin Asagiri's head, forcibly adjusting her sitting posture to be upright.

“Even a tool has self-respect. Use me if you want, I’m not public property.”

"Cheapskate."

Asagiri Rin hummed softly, while Kazama Sakura, standing beside her, shrugged with a smile. The exceptionally tall girl said, "It's okay, you can lean on my shoulder too~"

Sakuraba Yuki, who was the last to get on the bus, was actually planning to persuade Asagiri Rin to return to their own class's bus.

After witnessing this 'harmonious' scene.

She could only sigh helplessly.

Then he got off the bus, walked over to Asagiri Rin's classroom, and spoke to Fujii-sensei, whom he had dealt with quite a bit.

"Don't bother looking for Asagiri-kun, she's on our school bus."

Fujii-sensei's eyes widened.

"What do you mean? You want to steal my player after winning the game?!"

"Oh dear, it's all because of that Tsukino. Go and persuade her yourself. If you can convince her to come back, I have no objection."

Fujii-sensei immediately shrank her neck.

He even patted Sakuraba Yuki's shoulder with a look of pity.

"I'm leaving the young lady in your class now. What she does from now on is none of my business. Good luck, Sakuraba-sensei!"

"Huh? This isn't right!"