I practiced as a monk alone in Japan.

Chapter 291 I don’t need it

Amidst the vast expanse of snowflakes, the vibrant plum blossoms add a touch of beauty to this world.

Then this beauty will roll in the waves.

Immersed in the shouts echoing across the slightly oppressive sea.

The young lady's body is undoubtedly a delicious treat, a gift that no one can refuse.

Although Asagiri Rin was never as 'obedient' as Kazama Sakura, her stubbornness had its own unique charm.

Enjoying the subtle process of conquest is also a kind of pleasure.

Especially when the other person is being quite disobedient, you can slap their pert, white buttocks, and then see their flushed cheeks and their reproachful eyes.

It was so enjoyable.

Sitting quietly in his lap, her heavy breathing was slowly subsiding.

His jet-black hair fell onto her shoulder, and also onto his own.

Gen Tsukino's breathing was even and didn't take much effort. After all, this was only the second time he had experienced such a situation, and it wasn't suitable for any dramatic or hysterical outbursts.

Compared to Chinatsu Morita's reckless style, as if she were going to die that very night, it's certainly incomparable.

However, the gentle and tender side that this arrogant young lady occasionally reveals is also irresistible.

The room was filled with fragrance, which seemed to intensify as the temperature rose.

On the last night in the city, this story seemed to be finally coming to an end.

But it's not the end, it's just the end of one chapter of the story, and a new chapter is about to begin.

"Are you ok?"

Tsukino Gen asked with a smile, his breath landing on the girl's snow-white shoulders. Of course, not entirely white; there seemed to be traces of his unconscious bite marks.

In these kinds of situations, it's normal to have some unconscious behaviors.

Just like many animals can't help but bite their mates during mating, as if it's a manifestation of their lingering animalistic instincts.

"Stop asking such strange questions, it's nothing serious."

After regaining some composure, he picked up the momentum he had lost.

Although Asagiri Rin enjoyed the feeling of being nestled in the other person's arms, which made her want to squirm unconsciously, almost like she was being affectionate, she still managed to restrain herself. Regaining her rationality meant maintaining her persona, and she couldn't possibly act out of pure love.

Although being manipulated by him doesn't seem like a big deal, I absolutely will not allow such a thing to happen to me.

Gen Tsukino didn't care, since it was something he had expected.

The room wasn't air-conditioned, and although the vigorous exercise might have made the girl sweat a little, she didn't seem to mind. After all, as a pampered young lady, every part of her was flawless.

"Yes, yes, it's really nothing special. It just made the young lady's voice a little hoarse."

"No way! Cough cough cough."

My voice is definitely hoarse, and I even cough when I exert myself a little.

Her full and delicate body trembled in the boy's arms, and this subtle caressing sensation rekindled the flames that had just been extinguished within Tsukino Gen.

Of course, the one who felt it most clearly was Asagiri Rin herself.

She couldn't help but blush even more, and then glared at Tsukino Gen.

"Are you an animal? Don't you ever feel tired?"

Gen Tsukino blinked. "I thought you should be happy about something like this."

"Come on. Do you think I'm like you? I'm not some insatiable person."

"That's true, you're not that age yet."

"Get lost, I need to take a shower. I'm covered in sweat, it doesn't feel right."

"I'll carry you."

"No way! I already said no!"

The girl's struggles were futile; what had just happened meant that for the foreseeable future, Tsukino Gen would have the power to do whatever he wanted with her.

The face lost is not so easy to regain, and the relationships reversed in one night are not so easy to set back on track.

The bathtub was filled with warm water, but we weren't sitting opposite each other, like we were in a meeting.

Instead, the young lady nestled comfortably in the young man's arms.

Although the bathtub had been cleaned by the shop countless times, the edges still seemed a bit dirty, so Tsukino Gen took care of it.

Soaking in the water, sitting on the boy's lap, she felt no longer burdened by any psychological constraints.

Being delicate came into play at this time.

"I'm going back tomorrow."

Asagiri Rin was a little tired, her eyes slightly closed, enjoying the other's broad and warm embrace.

This tenderness makes it easy to fall asleep; if his heart rate weren't still so high, he probably would have drifted off to sleep quickly in this tranquility.

Gen Tsukino nodded and leaned on her fragrant shoulder.

"Yeah. It always feels like trips are too short, and it doesn't seem to have much to do with whether you're happy or not."

So you're unhappy this time?

"Of course not, I'm still very happy to travel with you. Although it's not by myself, it already makes me imagine how wonderful it would be to have such an opportunity in the future."

The sweet talk wasn't particularly clever; in fact, it was rather clumsy.

However, it is still quite useful in such situations. Even though it is childish, it still makes the young lady feel a sweet feeling in her heart, like the filling flowing out of the cookie.

"I didn't promise you that you'd have that kind of opportunity in the future."

"What? Are you planning to never travel again in your life?"

"It's not like I have to travel with you."

"Oh? Has this kind of problem happened before?" "I think so."

Rin Asagiri realized that such a conversation had already taken place, even tonight.

Do I really not have such a bad memory? Repeating the same question is such a boring thing; I shouldn't be that stupid.
"I've heard that people who like each other will repeat the same boring questions they asked each time, and each time they'll find it fresh and new."

"Humph."

She gave a soft hum, but couldn't help but slightly open her left eye, though she still couldn't see the boy behind her.

I'm just thinking.

Has it gotten to this point? Even my memory has deteriorated because of it.

Love is a terrible thing; it really can make people stupid.

"You and Kazama do this too?"

After a brief hesitation, she still asked the question, which seemed to lack confidence.

However, Gen Tsukino did not laugh at the other party, but thought about it for a moment.

"It happens all the time, and she never seems to realize it; her reactions are always adorable."

"Isn't it a bit much to praise her like this in front of me?"

"It's okay, since you've already mentioned her, you'll get jealous no matter what question I answer."

"I don't like being jealous."

"That's right, that's right. Miss is a generous person, but she just can't tolerate any nonsense."

"It's good to know."

Does this count as being lenient with oneself?
I don't know why, but before I might have felt that the other person's tone was somewhat sarcastic, as if they were mocking me. But now, it makes me feel a little happy.

It's like being unconditionally favored and pampered.

He will tolerate and understand any behavior.
There's no hope.

"These past few days"

"Ok?"

Is Kazama still normal?

Rin Asagiri suddenly remembered this.

Gen Tsukino was silent for a moment. "It's pretty normal, there's nothing else wrong with it. But I can imagine that he's probably suppressing the bitterness in his heart."

Do you feel guilty about this?

"Asagiri Rin asked softly."

She looked down at the blurry water, where her face was vaguely reflected, along with the tall boy behind her.

"A little bit, but there's nothing we can do. Some things seem to be destined even before they begin. Since we can't accept regrets or losing any of them, we're destined to bear some guilt."

"It seems like you've been wronged?"

Asagiri Rin found it somewhat amusing.

How did this man manage to take such an advantage and still act so dignifiedly, even making people feel that he had been wronged?
He's a natural-born actor.

"Of course I'm not aggrieved. In fact, I'm the only one who has benefited completely, so how could I have the nerve to say I'm aggrieved? It's just that I didn't expect things to turn out this way. I just went with the flow and ended up like this. It seems like there's no better way."

Listening to the boy's soft words.

Asagiri Rin suddenly felt a little depressed.

She spoke softly, without thinking.

"Actually, Kazama is a very good girl. She told me that if this relationship is to continue and develop in a positive direction, someone may have to make a sacrifice. If someone has to make a sacrifice, she said that person could be her."

"Of course she's a good girl, but that doesn't mean you're a bad person. The only bad person is me. It's not just her who sacrificed herself, is it?"

"I didn't sacrifice anything."

Asagiri Rin said somewhat unconvinced.

But behind him, the boy's hand had already touched his face.

Warm water flowed gently around his waist, like a hot spring wash, while his warm palms felt like a hot face mask.

It's hard to describe the urge I feel right now to hold him in my hand.

He whispered in his ear.

"Of course you've sacrificed a lot. With your status and position, you could have had better things, but you met me. My selfishness and my insistence forced you to abandon those principles. The more proud you were before, the more you've sacrificed now. In that respect, I should feel more guilty towards you."

Asagiri Rin quietly felt his warmth on her cheek until he pressed his face against hers.

She finally thought it through and spoke.

"I don't need your guilt; it's useless. Just like a debt collector doesn't need the debtor's repentance or apology."

"Then what do you want?"

The boy asked with a smile.

Asagiri Rin's eyes were like the surface of a bathtub, rippling slightly.

"Use your whole life to protect me and stay with me."

"I promise you."

In the not-so-spacious bathroom, they held hands.

This is a period of time that has been fully illuminated, and what it needs is not the dawn's sunlight.

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(End of this chapter)