I practiced as a monk alone in Japan.

Chapter 287 Whose Baby Rabbit Is This?

With the afternoon assembly, the autumn outing was drawing to a close.

On this last night here, there were no particularly official programs or strange parties.

Everything was quiet, and all the teachers reached a tacit understanding to give the students as much free time as possible.

After all, no matter how carefully the school arranges the route, it's not as memorable as a chance encounter, and it's more likely to lead to unexpected things.

Of course, safety is of paramount importance.

No one is allowed to leave the hostel for too long, no one is allowed to wander off alone, and everyone must return to the hostel before 10 p.m., at which time a final roll call will be taken.

The safety of female students is strictly monitored. Although they cannot have 100% freedom, they are given more leeway.

"Want to go for a stroll in the streets? I heard that the city under its jurisdiction is known for its beautiful women."

After taking a shower and changing his clothes, Miura Akihiko looked at Tsukino Gen.

Gen Tsukino shook his head. "I have something to do tonight, so I won't be going."

Miura Akihiko said irritably, "Why do you always have something to do when we go on an autumn outing? Think about it yourself, how much time do you actually spend with your brothers outside of your room?"

Suzuki looked at the boy with amusement. "Both the young lady and Kazama-kun are going on this autumn outing. How much time do you think Tsukino has for you? Why are you acting like a concubine vying for favor?"

"Ugh, those damn 'normies'."

Akihiko Miura lay on the tatami mat.

Gen Tsukino glanced at his phone. As night fell outside, the message arrived as expected.

He stretched and then slowly stood up.

"I don't know why you want to be with me. Don't you think you can only really express yourself when I'm not around?"

"What do you mean?"

Akihiko Miura was taken aback.

Gen Tsukino patted the other person on the shoulder and said earnestly.

"Even without me, you're the second most handsome guy in our team. Be brave and go for it, pursue him, and express your feelings. You'll succeed."

After saying that, Tsukino Gen took his phone and walked straight out of the room.

The door slowly closed.

Miura Akihiko seemed to have just come to his senses, and he looked at Suzuki beside him.

"Team? What team?"

"I think it refers to the three of us."

"Without him, I'd be the second most handsome."

"I agree."

"So I'm the ugliest? No, I'm at least better looking than you!"

"That's not necessarily true. I can only say that I'm the kind of handsome that isn't obviously so."

"Pah! Let's see who can get more Self accounts tonight, shall we? It has to be girls!"

"Fine, let's compete! If I can't compete with Tsukino Gen, I can't compete with you!"

Having already walked out of the corridor, Tsukino Gen had no idea what the two boys were plotting behind the scenes.

As for how convoluted and bizarre the things discussed may be, that's none of my business.

As soon as I stepped out of the corridor, I saw her coming down the stairs. Or rather, I had realized it was her on the stairs even earlier.

Each person's footsteps have a unique sound, because of the weight of their footsteps, the length of their legs, and even the material of their shoe soles.

Gen Tsukino certainly wouldn't be so idle as to specifically remember the sound of everyone's footsteps; it's more of a strange intuition.

Those were her footsteps, and she appeared before him as if it were only natural.

She was wearing a black dress and unusually white flat shoes.

Her outfit today was a little too demure, too much like what a girl her age would wear. Innocent, youthful, pretty, and romantic.

She didn't even seem like the Asagiri Rin I knew.

She should strive to be different everywhere, wishing that even people on airplanes flying overhead could recognize her extraordinary nature.

Her hair was neatly styled, and there was even a bow hair clip on the side, with delicate tassels cascading down.

It also gives her a classic beauty.

This was a side of Asagiri Rin that Tsukino Gen had never seen before; it was a side he had never expected.

She can wear a school uniform and become someone like Yukino Yukinoshita.

You can wear a gorgeous dress and high heels, making you feel like a princess has arrived.

But that's the only way.
It instantly sparked Tsukino Gen's imagination: what would a girl like this look like if she wore Hanfu, a kimono, or even a cheongsam? It seemed there was plenty of room for imagination.

Can a pretty and cute girl be a dress-up doll that fulfills any of your fantasies?

It's starting to go down a little.

"What are you looking at, you idiot?"

Asagiri Rin's clear, cold voice fell, as if it were the key antidote that pulled the boy back to the human world.

Hearing such a disdainful and deliberately cold voice, Tsukino Gen actually felt a sense of warmth.

He looked at Asagiri Rin and said sincerely.

"Luckily you were cursing me, otherwise I would have really thought I had traveled to another dimension."

"Are you addicted to being scolded?" Asagiri Rin couldn't quite understand what the other person meant, but she could tell.

He was praising himself.

Let's just spare his life then.

The boy smiled and looked at her. "Why did you decide to dress like this today? I didn't expect it, so I was a little lost in thought."

"That's purely because you lack willpower. Do you think I can wear whatever I want, or do you want to see your desired style on me?"

Asagiri Rin casually walked to the other person's side. There were many voices on both sides of the corridor, seemingly discussing where to go and what activities to hold next, which made the small corner of the corridor where the two of them were together unusually quiet.

The two were close enough that their voices could be heard clearly.

It's like a light raindrop falling from the eaves.

"What willpower can I possibly have in front of you? This isn't a test, it's just a targeted treatment."

"Hmph, that's easy for you to say." "But I don't mean to control your style. Wear whatever you want. I just think it looks good."

"Looks better than usual?"

She raised an eyebrow slightly at the boy. In fact, Asagiri Rin herself did not realize that this action was equivalent to Tsukino Gen's expression of being a little happy.

She might have thought it was a provocation, but it was actually incredibly cute.

"Of course, although she's already good-looking enough normally."

"You've passed. Let's go."

She walked side by side with the boy; in fact, after resting for a day, she felt no discomfort at all.

Actually, it didn't exist at the beginning.

After all, Gen Tsukino's abilities aren't just limited to tormenting pretty girls; he can also help alleviate their fatigue to some extent.

After all, it was injected with extremely pure energy.

This wasn't a joke. After all, given Tsukino Gen's current level, it's not surprising that he could do something like this; it's not as troublesome as treating those two women.

"where to?"

The two walked out of the inn, where many students were walking side by side. They were not with Kazama Sakura tonight.

It wasn't that he was deliberately excluding the girl; it was Kazama Sakura who took the initiative to say that she wanted to go out with her classmates, which actually meant that she was leaving the last night alone with the two of them.

This girl's obedience always evokes sympathy, after all, society always emphasizes that children should be sensible, but children are not born knowing how to be sensible.

Only after they gradually come into contact with society and suffer all kinds of grievances do they understand what it means to be sensible.

It means swallowing your grievances and giving up what you could have fought for to others under various unfounded reasons.

"how could I know."

Asagiri Rin didn't have any plans, but she couldn't stay in an unfamiliar room all day and needed some fresh air.

This time, Morita Kaoru didn't come with her. Although she knew that the Asagiri family was definitely protecting her in secret, she instinctively wanted the boy's company.

Habits can be deadly. When you get used to something you weren't used to before, it becomes increasingly difficult to break free from your dependence on that person.

However, it seems that not being able to correct this habit now is not a serious problem.

The moment you bravely give yourself away, you're already prepared to face any consequences. Giving your heart doesn't necessarily require calculating gains and losses; it can also be about daring to take risks.

"Then let's just wander around."

"Don't you, a guy, have any plans?"

"Am I a reliable person? Of course I don't have any plans."

Gen Tsukino readily admitted it.

Asagiri Rin narrowed her eyes. "Do you think you can get away with this now because I can't do anything to you, so you can be so smug?"

"How could that be? Don't you think that sometimes, simply walking around in an unfamiliar city without any purpose is also a kind of enjoyment?"

Tsukino Gen's expression became more sincere.

Asagiri Rin snorted lightly, "I don't think walking is that tiring."

"Then why do you still wear flat shoes?"

The boy wore a mischievous smile, and the elegant girl couldn't help but blush slightly.

These small details still didn't escape the other party's notice.

"That's because they're comfortable to wear."

She snorted and tried to remain defiant.

Tsukino Gen stood under the lamplight at the inn's entrance, smiling at her.

"It's okay, if you get tired, I'll carry you around."

"Hmph, who cares? Let's go, I'm not as delicate as you think."

"Of course I know, our young lady is also quite athletic."

"Flattery."

"Ha ha ha ha."

The two walked side by side, gradually moving away from the inn's entrance as if heading into the darkness. But that wasn't the case; the seemingly terrifying darkness gradually brightened as the young man and woman walked side by side.

The streets, now wider and more bustling, resemble a marketplace.

This is a scene rarely seen even in Zhaori. After all, in an extremely modern city, there is hardly any space for small vendors to survive. Every inch of land is precious.

"I guess only Kazama Sakura would like something as childish as a temple fair."

She still offered sarcastic and cynical comments while looking at the obviously cheap goods on the stalls.

Tsukino Gen was already used to these things, and he didn't know if the boss had heard them.

But he simply picked up a cheap but inexplicably cute fluffy rabbit ear from the vendor.

"Clap."

Rin Asagiri:? ? ?

Rabbit ears were placed on the young lady's head.

She paused, seemingly not quite understanding.

And Tsukino Gen was already taking out his money.

"Boss, I'll take this one."

"Tsukino Gen!"

Wow, whose baby bunny is this? It's so cute!