I practiced as a monk alone in Japan.

Chapter 289 I will always remember you

The final result, of course, was that Tsukino Gen and Asagiri Rin returned home with a full load.

Looking at the countless popped balloons on the wall, the owner almost collapsed on his stall.

After all, children don't understand, but surely adults understand the tricks of this kind of game? The toy guns used to fire have various small designs to prevent people from shooting accurately, such as the trajectory of the bullet is always off, so that it looks like you're aiming but is actually far off.

Some balloons weren't even wrapped in a single layer, just to prevent them from being popped.

But who would have thought that these two would hit their targets so accurately? The girl was amazing, and the boy's accuracy was simply outrageous.

This trip resulted in a complete financial loss.

However, the boss didn't dwell on these things. Although he looked miserable, he still handed over a large number of gifts.

All sorts of toys, remote control cars, life-size dolls, plush toys—it seemed like there wasn't enough room to hold them all.

Fortunately, I ran into a few classmates who were strolling around nearby and were willing to help me take it back.

"How do we divide so many things?"

Gen Tsukino looked at Rin Asagiri with amusement.

The young lady was very generous, saying, "Just give them to your classmates, I don't really like them anyway."

The young lady naturally had no interest in such cheap toys; initially, all she cared about was winning or losing with this boy.

Therefore, she was quite generous in this matter. Of course, such generosity was unusual for her, as she didn't have a habit of being charitable or giving gifts to strangers for no reason to show off her generosity.

This situation only shows that she doesn't want to waste too much, which can be considered a change to some extent.

Before leaving, seeing that her boss was almost in tears, Rin Asagiri still took out a stack of banknotes and placed them on the table before Gen Tsukino could take any action.

The boss's expression immediately changed from one of grief to one of astonishment and even shock.

"This is."

Asagiri Rin replied expressionlessly, "Setting up a stall isn't easy either, so consider it as if I bought some of it."

The boss wanted to collect the money, but was too embarrassed; his weathered face, showing signs of hardship, was somewhat touching.

"But...the rule is that the winner gets to take it, which isn't fair."

Asagiri Rin didn't bother to say anything and turned to leave.

She disliked explaining these things, and even the slightest bit of goodwill was too much for her to bear with others' persistent nagging. Besides, she wasn't good at explaining them.

Fortunately, we have Tsukino Gen as an excellent translator.

He smiled and said to the somewhat bewildered shopkeeper, "We're professional shooters, so we feel a little embarrassed to practice at your stall. We like the prize, so please accept it."

practise?

Professional shooting athletes come to my booth to practice?

The boss was skeptical, but the smiling young man had already turned and left.

For a moment, the boss didn't know whether he was lucky or unlucky. Looking at the stack of banknotes, he felt much better; at least he hadn't lost money.
They weren't in a hurry to go back, but they were carrying quite a few prizes.

So when Tsukino Gen bumped into a classmate, he gave away the prize he was holding. Anyway, Asagiri Rin didn't like it and he didn't need it, so he might as well use it to give to Buddha.

After all, neither of them lacked these things.

So, before they had walked very far, their hands were almost empty, with only the rabbit ears on Asagiri Rin's head still supporting them.

It's fluffy and bouncy as it walks, which is quite funny to watch.

"I guess I win?"

Under the starlit and moonlit night sky, Tsukino Gen asked with a smile.

The autumn breeze was refreshing, its touch on my face bringing a sense of peace and tranquility. Unlike the restlessness that was everywhere in Zhaori, it seemed that after nightfall, only a comfortable peace remained in this city.

"You only beat me by two bullets, what's so great about that?"

Asagiri Rin snorted softly, clearly unconvinced.

But since she won, she didn't take off the rabbit ears and decided to wear them all night. Why all night? Was something special going to happen that night? It's hard to guess.

Anyway, I can't guess anymore, otherwise the temperature on my face will rise uncontrollably, like a thermometer stuck in the armpit of a feverish patient.

"But how come you're so good at this?"

Although Tsukino Gen was confident of victory from the start, the girl's aiming ability still exceeded his expectations.

It has little to do with athletic ability; this is something that ordinary people would definitely need relevant experience to do.

Asagiri Rin replied casually, "This so-called high society circle always has all sorts of strange sports, like golf, skiing, and of course shooting. I've even used real guns, so this is nothing special."

Not surprising then.

"Oh, I thought you used to play with this a lot when you were little."

"You don't know if I used to play this a lot when I was a kid? You should be the one who finds it stranger than me, right?"

The young lady turned her beautiful eyes to the side.

The boy chuckled and shrugged. "You know I'm good at these weird and wonderful things."

Asagiri Rin sneered, "You should be glad that my family doesn't have a major medical research background, otherwise I would definitely dissect and study you."

Even if it were true, would you really be willing to do it?

"What's there to be reluctant about? There are plenty of men with two legs."

"But I have three legs."

"you"

Asagiri Rin glared at Tsukino Gen; of course she knew what the boy was talking about.

Saying it has three legs is certainly an exaggeration, but when compared to other women of the same sex, it's not an exaggeration.

Those who have witnessed it firsthand have the right to speak, but just thinking about it makes one blush.

She herself found the madness of that entire night unbelievable.

I did have to convince myself to go all out. But I never imagined I'd go this far. Desire truly is something that dazzles and blinds us, making us lose ourselves. Or rather, something that liberates us.

"By the way, you didn't go see the sunflower field today, isn't that a pity?"

Knowing when to stop, Tsukino Gen immediately changed the subject.

Asagi Rin gave a soft snort and turned her head away. Her face looked normal, but the tips of her ears, hidden in her hair, were already burning hot.

"What's there to regret? You can see those things anytime you want. Not just sunflower fields, but lavender fields, baby's breath fields, and rose fields are all readily available." "Is this just empty promises?"

"No, because I didn't say I was going with you."

"Hmm?" Tsukino Gen smiled and turned his head, pressing his gaze against the girl's. "If not with me, then who else would you like to be with?"

Some things are indeed childish. For example, in relationships, couples often say strange things to make the other person jealous or angry. It's not that they're looking for trouble, but they use these childish behaviors to see if the other person cares about them, as if this is the only way to constantly prove their affection and love.

Asagiri Rin knew it was childish, but how to put it? People who are immersed in something are always blinded by their own perspective.

She scoffed, "I don't know, who knows what the future holds?"

As he said this, he glanced at Tsukino Gen's narrowed smiling face and felt a strange sense of enjoyment.

It's such childish and lowbrow humor, but it seems quite fun.

Then his neck was grabbed.

Of course, it wasn't very forceful, but this method inexplicably made one feel like Hakimi, whose fate was being held by the scruff of his neck by his master.

She certainly didn't want to admit that this feeling had a strange, taming magic, especially in the hands of this young man, as if there was an invisible urge to make her submit and be obedient.

"let go."

She tried to act fiercely as usual, putting on the airs of a young lady.

However, the flush on her cheeks and the 'weakness' in her voice completely betrayed her guilty conscience.

This naturally emboldened the boy to push his luck.

He leaned close to the girl's ear, to that crystal-clear area, which was also rosy.

"Tell me, besides me, who else do you want to go with?"

"I won't say."

Even her tone unconsciously became coquettish, just like the love-obsessed girls she used to find disgusting. But now it seemed quite natural, without any awkwardness.

"Say or not?"

The two drew closer and closer.

Their bodies seemed to naturally intertwine.

The most childish behavior between lovers is this: simple things can be developed into reasons and preludes for intimate behavior.

It's not because the problems are worth discussing, but simply to take this opportunity to openly touch each other's bodies and exchange hormones.

This simple and brutal instinct can drive even the most profound philosophers to madness.

"For example, Kazama-kun or something."

I really didn't want to admit defeat, but I don't know why I said such weak words.

But she never expected that after she said it, Tsukino Gen would suddenly let go of her, and all the ambiguous atmosphere would disappear in an instant.

Cool air filled the gap between the two.

"Oh, I don't mind then."

Seeing the boy's sudden, refreshing smile, Asagiri Rin felt an itch in her teeth.

this bastard
The worst part is for myself. What's with this inexplicable sense of loss? Have I somehow progressed to the point where I can accept any reason for the other person to be intimate with me?
There was even a hint of longing?
It's all this bastard's fault.

Enraged, Asagiri Rin immediately kicked him in the shin. This time, Tsukino Gen didn't dodge, even though he had plenty of room to dodge.

Of course, the young lady didn't actually exert much effort, so there was no need to feel sorry for this thick-skinned bastard.

Seeing his grinning face, I even felt a little unsatisfied.

"Still laughing!"

"Don't you feel happy?"

"Where is the happiness?"

"I always felt that leaving Zhaori was a comfortable thing, like leaving a cage and gaining temporary freedom."

The boy walked effortlessly down the quiet street, as if he could blend into the darkness.

Asagiri Rin scoffed dismissively, "If the Sunrise is a cage, then the whole world is a cage. So-called freedom is just an illusion; no one can truly leave such a cage."

"It doesn't matter. If being able to love Asagiri-san freely in such a huge cage is already the freedom I've always dreamed of. Even though birds can't break through the limits of the sky no matter how high they fly, they are still regarded as a symbol of freedom. So I can be content and feel that even if I can't escape the constraints of this world's rules, being with you is a kind of happiness."

His words were as naive as those of a child who had never left the ivory tower.

But the hope and beauty in those words seemed almost palpable.

"Isn't it childish to keep saying things like that?"

She said it insincerely.

Gen Tsukino didn't care; he looked at an elderly couple strolling hand in hand not far away.

"You know that as people age, even their brains degenerate, making them more and more like children, right?"

"of course I know."

"Do you know why?"

"Isn't it because of the aging of the body's functions?"

"I've heard an interesting saying."

"what?"

"Because God wants people to be happier as they get closer to death, that's why older people become more and more childlike, just like the first infants. If you can be happy, it's okay to be a little childlike, right?"

He clenched his own hand.

Asagiri Rin couldn't help but turn around.

A look of surprise flashed across her eyes, then her slightly parted lips curved into a smile.

"I will not become childish even when I grow old."

"why?"

"Because I want to remember you clearly, to bully you badly, until the moment we die together."

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(End of this chapter)