I practiced as a monk alone in Japan.

Chapter 284 If I Became Zhang Yi

Chapter 284 If I Become a Memory

Once you arrive at your destination, you'll have more freedom of movement.

Without the need for teachers to constantly monitor their whereabouts, this sunflower field is also a famous scene in many Japanese movies and TV dramas.

It's also a so-called "Instagrammable" spot.

A number of supporting facilities and surrounding services have been developed in the area.

For example, there are services that help take photos, or services that specialize in renting various types of clothing.

And of course, there were the bustling stalls, just like a temple fair.

The aroma of various snacks also filled the air.

There wasn't much of a sunflower scent in the sunflower field, perhaps because there simply wasn't much to begin with. Instead, the aromas of various foods made him feel like he'd wasted his breakfast, and he was actually starting to feel hungry?

As a result, many people went straight to the bustling area selling souvenirs and snacks as soon as they got off the bus.

Kazama Sakura wasn't in a hurry to take any commemorative photos in the flower field.

Instead, she said to the boy, "Shall we go over there too? I'm going to buy some things to take back to my mother."

Tsukino Gen laughed and said, "Buying souvenirs at a tourist attraction? Is there anything more like being a sucker?"

"No way~ I won't buy those that are obviously overpriced. Besides, I've already done my research, and the souvenirs and gifts in this city are actually quite reasonable, not overpriced at all. Plus, I've heard that the food here is pretty good."

"Didn't we already have breakfast?"

"You told me before to eat more and gain weight, but it turns out you were just being polite?"

"Hahaha, don't you know that's just how men are? On one hand, they say you don't need to lose weight to show that they love you for who you are, but deep down they really hope you lose weight and become a better-looking partner."

"That's it~"

Kazama Sakura nodded thoughtfully.

However, Tsukino Gen continued, "But this doesn't apply to you, because you're already pretty enough as you are. You'd be even better if you were a little fuller. If you were any thinner, it really wouldn't suit you."

"You're just trying to comfort me."

"It's something you like to hear, how can you say it's just to comfort you?"

"I'm not listening to your nonsense~ Come on, let's go for a walk~"

Stroll with the girl into the bustling vendor area.

So the familiar pattern of eating and shopping began. For young people of this age, eating breakfast doesn't affect their cravings much, since they are just snacks and won't take up much space in their stomachs.

Needless to say, Tsukino Gen rarely felt hungry, and the same was true for the feeling of being full.

It seems unlikely that you'll overeat no matter how much you eat.

As for Kazama Sakura, a girl's stomach is a very mysterious thing. She says she eats very little, but you can always see her finishing her main course with side dishes, and then having a few desserts after her meal.

I don't even know how many stomachs it has.

"By the way, do you still have the things I bought for you before?"

I saw a place selling amulets, and it seemed there was a shrine nearby.

Kazama Sakura suddenly remembered what had happened before.

Gen Tsukino nodded. "It's been hanging on my backpack the whole time, didn't you see it?"

"Huh? I really didn't notice."

"That's the variability of this world; often, the recipient values a gift more than the giver."

"What's the point of this?"

Gen Tsukino smiled and shook his head. "It's not about logic, it just means I like you."

"Here we go again~ Mr. Tsukino Gen, your sweet talk frequency and sweetness level have exceeded the standard today."

The girl blushed slightly and smiled playfully, deliberately using the tone of an anime female character, which, combined with her own temperament, made her seem like a two-dimensional character had stepped into reality.

Gen Tsukino smiled and reached out to pat the head that the other person had deliberately stuck out.

"I just don't like making too many pre-planned arrangements. I always think that I can save the surprise for later, say this line in the future, or arrange this plot later. As a result, when the time comes, your mind is blank and you can't remember anything at all. Rather than wasting time, it's better to let it be right now and not be able to hold onto it."

"It's okay, just tell me how much you want, and I'll fill it up. That way you won't have to worry about me fainting from low blood sugar."

"Hahaha, who taught you to talk like that?"

"Didn't I learn all of that from you? Are you happy?"

"so happy."

"Hum~"

The two of them looked around but didn't buy much, though they did eat quite a few snacks.

Except when she's talking, Kazama Sakura's cheeks are always bulging, like a hamster. All she does is talk and eat, as if she can stuff anything into them.

Of course, what Tsukino Gen intended to put inside when he saw it remains unknown.

"Okay, let's buy this one!"

In the end, Sakura Kazama chose a kitten plush toy, similar to a pillow.

Gen Tsukino looked at the other person with surprise.

"Is this a gift you gave to your mother? It doesn't mean anything by it, it's just..."

"It doesn't seem like someone her age would like, right?"

"Kind of."

Gen Tsukino nodded in agreement.

But Sakura Kazama would laugh and say, "It's not as serious as you think. Actually, Mom has a very girlish heart. Even at this age, she still likes dolls and stuff. I once saw her looking at some cute plush toys when she was shopping online. Of course, she wouldn't show this in front of me, probably because she feels that it wouldn't be like a mother."

"That's so cute."

"Yes, I think it's very cute too. I decided to give it to her because I wanted to tell her that we both need to let go of some of our past obsessions. We are mother and daughter, but we can also be friends. She doesn't need to pretend to be a mother in front of me. She can like plush toys, dolls, and cats like a young girl, because I like them too."

Gen Tsukino watched as Sakura Kazama packed the dolls into a shopping bag.

He felt that the girl was full of radiance, which had nothing to do with the brilliance of autumn; it was a quality that she possessed innately.

It's like asking myself why I like this girl.
Her sweet face and tall, model-like figure are secondary.

It is her sensitive and kind heart that always allows her to notice the strengths of those around her and genuinely consider their needs.

Whether it was herself, Rin Asagiri, or even her mother.

It's as if everyone is being healed by this girl at all times.

She always said that meeting me had used up all her luck, but wasn't meeting me also her good fortune?
In this cold, concrete jungle, there are too many people who are indifferent to everything around them. In their world, so-called "others" might be their friends, their relatives, or even their parents, their children, their spouses.

In many stories, girls like Kazama Sakura seem quite stereotypical, even cliché.

But it is precisely in times like these that girls like this are even rarer. All the evaluations are left for last; Tsukino Gen only wants to say what's in her heart.

Meeting her was the real stroke of luck for me.

"Let's buy this one! Let's go find sunflowers!"

"it is good."

I hope she stays this way forever, full of energy, as if the sunlight isn't falling on her, but bursting forth from her body.

Then, riding the autumn wind, we arrived at the brilliant sunflower field, where everything in sight was a dazzling golden expanse.

It's a bit dazzling, but ironically, this dazzlingness makes people hopelessly enjoy it.

It doesn't matter if there's no fragrance of flowers, only the imagery.

The girl would hold her hand and tell her about the many little secrets she had discovered.

Ants moving house, a student ID accidentally dropped somewhere, the person in the photo looks just like your neighbor.

Then I told myself that the sunflowers weren't that pretty up close, but they looked incredibly beautiful from a distance.

It seems that wherever you stand in this flower field, you're at the very center of a movie.

It is the most beautiful place in the world.

The illumination of golden light does not necessarily bring salvation, and those bathed in it are not necessarily products of divine inspiration.

They were just young and innocent faces.

They are all simple, happy, and joyful people.

"Did you take pictures?"

The girl, who seemed to be walking briskly and never stopping, looked slightly out of breath at the boy who was following behind her.

At this time, remaining unknown seems to have become a valuable quality.

Of course, being a well-behaved and obedient boyfriend doesn't mean you can be completely unresponsive. You can be quiet and reserved, but you can't neglect any of the things that need to be done.

Gen Tsukino raised his phone.

"I feel like my phone is almost full, so it might take me several hours to transfer it to you."

"Pfft." The girl covered her mouth and chuckled. "It's not that exaggerated."

"Do you want to see it now, or will I send it to you later?"

"Send it to me when you get back~"

"You really trust my photography skills that much? What if you get back and find it's a disaster? You won't have a chance to retake it then."

Tsukino Gen said mischievously.

However, having witnessed the boy's photography skills, Kazama Sakura naturally didn't believe it was possible.

"No way~ I believe you, unless you're deliberately trying to make me look ugly in the photo."

"That possibility cannot be ruled out."

"Ok?"

"But unfortunately, with such an angelic face, I don't know how to make you look ugly in a photo."

"You're so cheeky~ Okay, now it's my turn to take your picture!"

The girl took out her phone.

Gen Tsukino paused for a moment, then looked around. The tall bouquet of sunflowers seemed capable of burying a person within it.

"I guess I won't take any pictures? There probably aren't any guys who would be suitable to take pictures in a place like this."

"I never thought you could be so sentimental." Kazama Sakura laughed happily.

Indeed, being pretentious is a rare thing for Gen Tsukino.

After all, he was a man who was quite good at self-reflection. He convinced himself before he became pretentious and then did something dignified.

Even if it's a little ordinary and lacks any special features.

"I can't help it, it's too bright, it doesn't feel right for someone as gloomy as me."

"Not at all."

Sakura Kazama picked up her phone and pointed it at Gen Tsukino.

"In my heart, you are someone warmer and brighter than the sun, so there's no such thing as suitable or unsuitable, nor is there any question of darkness. Or would you like to take a picture with me?"

The two people were looking at each other from a short distance apart.

And this time.

"How about the teacher helps you take the pictures?"

Sakuraba Yuki appeared beside the two with a smile.

They looked over here.

Sakuraba Yuki had already walked over, picked up Kazama Sakura's phone, and then stepped aside, smiling as she looked at the two of them.

"It would be such a shame to come to a place like this and not take a group photo. Tsukino-kun should be considerate of the girls' feelings. Come on, stand together."

Gen Tsukino glanced at Sakura Kazama.

The girl placed her hands on her outstretched hands and then moved over to Tsukino Gen's side.

Gen Tsukino smiled and shook his head, then looked up to face Yuki Sakuraba.

"Then I'll trouble you, teacher."

Sakuraba Yuki laughed and held up her phone, "Stand a little closer, then look at the camera and smile."

They stood side by side in the golden sunlight, in a field of golden sunflowers.

Both hands were placed behind their backs, but their shoulders touched.

A smiling face.

Even the curve of their upturned lips is exactly the same.

One is pure and sweet.

A handsome and sunny man.

It seems there are no younger people more compatible with them than they are.