I practiced as a monk alone in Japan.

Chapter 268 I am a Durian

Chapter 268 I am a Durian
"When did those three sit together?"

Suzuki arrived a little late.

When we arrived, the seats were basically all assigned, so I could only sit next to Akihiko Miura.

It was a bit of a surprise at first, because normally, in these seats, boys sit with boys and girls sit with girls.

Even if there is an ambiguous relationship, as long as the relationship is not formally established, there will be some element of 'avoiding suspicion'.

Miura Akihiko should be sitting with Tsukino Gen, right? But then I thought about it and it made sense. After all, Tsukino Gen isn't even acting anymore; he's publicly confessing his feelings to two people at the same time.

He's already handled all the major events that could happen at a sports festival, so there's not much more to say.

They should sit together peacefully and happily.

I only noticed it when I turned my head to look subconsciously.

Good guy.

Where is the peace and harmony? It's practically a battlefield on the road.

Couples usually only need a two-seater seat, and you three are taking up space?! Is this young lady in our class? What's she doing on the bus?
That's good; the rumors circulating outside have been dispelled, because it's tantamount to telling the whole world that their complicated relationship wasn't just baseless gossip.

This is absolutely true!
Akihiko Miura leaned back in his chair, looking utterly dejected.

"It was already like this when I arrived."

Suzuki thought about it for a moment, and apart from being shocked, he didn't have many other emotions. Unlike some boys, he didn't think that Tsukino Gen had stolen the two most beautiful girls in the school.

He never thought he could have anything to do with such a beautiful girl. The more beautiful she was, the greater the gap between his expectations and reality. So he simply didn't have any hope and therefore no jealousy.

"What's wrong? Didn't you sleep well last night?"

So I don't really understand what state Akihiko Miura is in now.

Miura Akihiko glanced at Suzuki, "You know... he's not really happy like this, is he?"

"he?"

"Tsukino Gen".

"Unhappy?"

Suzuki turned his head to take another look.

Okay.

Kazama Sakura, who was sitting on the innermost side, opened a potato chip box and then fed the potato chips to the boy on the outermost side through the middle of the young lady.

The young lady, with her eyes slightly closed, leaned her head gently against Kazama Sakura's shoulder.

This combination, posture, and appearance do look rather strange, making it hard to imagine what the real relationship is.

But how do you look at it?
"It's a bit strange, but it doesn't seem like unhappiness."

"Thinking about it, it must have been quite difficult. To survive in the cracks, to face a powerful young lady, and to deal with his own inner struggle. I think he probably had no other choice."

Suzuki glanced at his expression, then raised his hand.

"Sakuraba-sensei, I think Miura-kun seems to have a fever."

"Screw you!"

Miura Akihiko pulled the boy's hand down in an annoyed manner.

Suzuki looked at the other person with amusement, "If you don't have a fever, what nonsense are you talking about? Look at them, do they look unhappy? They get along very well."

Akihiko Miura let out a long sigh.

The bus started moving, and the street scene gradually receded.

"Of course I know they get along well, and it's not that I really want them to get along badly. It's just that I feel a bit sentimental. Why is it that the things we dream of seem so easy for him?"

"Perhaps it's because he works hard enough?"

Suzuki thought for a moment before answering.

Miura Akihiko said irritably, "Where's the hard work? First, I didn't see him get any after-school tutoring, yet his grades are so good. Second, I didn't see him practice any privately, yet his athletic ability is so outstanding. Third, I didn't see any devotion from him, yet he gets such favor. It's so unfair!"

"So you're jealous of Tsukino-san?"

Suzuki asked tentatively.

Miura said, "There is some envy, jealousy and hatred, but I think it comes more from my dislike of myself. No matter what, I am not as honest as him, and I dare to pursue what I want. Every time I convince myself to live a more carefree life like him, but once I go out, it's like I put on the same armor and make the same disguise. In fact, nothing has changed."

Suzuki was somewhat surprised that the usually unreliable Miura Akihiko could say something so thoughtful.

Then he patted the other person on the shoulder and comforted him.

"It's okay. His appearance isn't just a blow to us. At least if we're lost and don't know what to do in the future, we can think of him and learn from his choices. That gives us direction and guidance, don't you think?"

"You're better at comforting yourself than I am."

"That's the kind of impact of being rejected three times after confessing your feelings."

"Three times? You're a true warrior! But why were you able to confess your feelings a third time after failing once or twice?"

Miura Akihiko has never confessed his feelings, so he doesn't understand the reason behind it.

Suzuki smiled and looked at the boy.

"Of course, it was a little upsetting and embarrassing to be rejected the first time I confessed my feelings. But I thought about it for a long time and realized that liking someone is irrational. I liked her, so I confessed to her. She didn't like me, so she rejected my confession. So I think the most important thing for confessing your feelings isn't courage."

"what is that?"

"It means you've prepared for rejection beforehand, and you still have the confidence to confess to other girls next time. If you fail, you fail. It only means she doesn't like you, not that you're a bad person. It's like durian. Some people love to eat it, so they buy it. Some people don't like it and walk away when they see it. But is durian a terrible fruit? Why is it so expensive?"

"That's it"

"Do you understand?"

"Yes, I am a durian."

"."

Suzuki raised his hand again. "Sakuraba-sensei, Miura-kun has delusions. He says he's a durian." ...

"The scenery is so beautiful. I wonder if it's because of the weather, but the sun seems to be much brighter."

Kazama Sakura looked at the sunlight outside the window and sighed.

She had always thought the sky over Zhaori was beautiful, but as the bus traveled further, it seemed to increasingly prove that the outside world was truly a vast and boundless place.

Even with the young lady half-asleep in between, Tsukino Gen's voice still reached the girl's ears clearly.

"I don't think there's a big difference. Maybe it's because I've been in Zhaori for a long time."

"Is the orphanage considered part of Zhaori?"

As expected, Asagiri Rin in the middle couldn't stand the two ignoring her conversation and always interfering.

The comments remained sharp and sarcastic.

Gen Tsukino wasn't hurt by those words. "I guess so. Anyway, all the kids there are scrambling to live with Shoji's families. They even consider themselves Shoji's people before they've been adopted."

This is indeed the case.

Even seemingly innocent and kind orphans will subconsciously seek out bustling big cities.

The pursuit of profit and a better future is human nature, and has nothing to do with kindness.

"I don't think Zhaori has anything particularly good about it. There are too many high-rise buildings, and you can't even see the sky. Every day when I walk on the street, all I hear are car horns and subway stations. I feel like I'm not a person, but a road."

Kazama Sakura said jokingly.

Asagiri Rin glanced at Kazama Sakura, "I've heard of people who can empathize, but I've never heard of someone who can empathize with a road."

Gen Tsukino deliberately made a whispering gesture as he said to Sakura Kazama, "The young lady is different; her car has excellent sound insulation. I bet even if she hits someone, no one would hear a sound."

"Hahahahaha."

Kazama Sakura laughed so hard she almost fell over, showing absolutely no ladylike composure.

Asagiri Rin's cheeks couldn't help but blush slightly.

I don't know if it's because of the direct sunlight that it got a little hot.

"Tsukino Gen, I've noticed you really enjoy making fun of me. I'm really giving you too much credit."

She turned her face, squinting her eyes and scrutinizing the boy threateningly.

Gen Tsukino shrugged.

"That's an exaggeration, they're praising your car, not joking about it."

"You're making fun of me to please other girls, aren't you?"

"You're overthinking it. I think using you as an example would only be a blow to other girls, not a way of trying to please them."

Upon hearing this, Kazama Sakura immediately nodded, looking at Asagiri Rin with a pitiful expression.

"Yeah, I'm so envious. I've never ridden in a car with such good sound insulation in my entire life. I wanted to say that when we went to the amusement park last time!"

“You guys should debut right now and start performing manzai. I’ll arrange for someone to package you up for your debut.”

"Asagiri Rin said coldly."

She's not stupid; she could easily tell that the two of them were putting on an act.

For example, right now, the two of them are still laughing when they hear what I say, and they laugh in exactly the same way.

Dog men and women.

That assessment was absolutely correct!
Although it seemed to Asagiri Rin that she was arguing against the two's dullness, and the atmosphere was more like a quarrel, to other onlookers it looked no different from flirting.

The only difference is that flirting usually happens between two people, but there were three of them.

What is this? III.
In short, even the most energetic young people will get tired and exhausted during a long journey if they keep talking and chatting.

Especially with the rhythmic roar of the engine.

It's hard not to fall asleep.

When Tsukino Gen realized that the two people beside him were silent, the three of them were in such an absurd position that it was ridiculous.

Kazama Sakura leaned her head against Asagiri Rin's arm.

Asagiri Rin leaned her head against her own shoulder.

Like a domino that has been pushed over, Tsukino Gen became the only fulcrum on the outside.

The car can sway, but he can't. Maintain this angle so that they can get the best possible sleep on the bus.

It's not easy when you think about it.

I won't go into detail about Kazama Sakura.

For a young lady like Asagiri Rin to be able to travel by bus with so many people is clearly a breakthrough in her life.

She used to insist on using only the most luxurious means of transportation, but now she seems to be suffering for the sake of a poor boy.

Thinking about it this way actually makes me feel somewhat happy.