I practiced as a monk alone in Japan.

Chapter 64 Paper Plane

When the four of them reunited at the table, Kazama Sakura didn't tattle on her earlier experience of seeing Asagiri Rin searching for hot pot seasonings. This softened Asagiri Rin's tone slightly, making her less sharp.

Once you start eating properly, you'll definitely talk less.

Gen Tsukino's ears can finally get some peace and quiet.

However, this does not mean that all the open and covert attacks will stop.

For example, Kazama Sakura herself didn't eat much, and spent most of her time serving food to Tsukino Gen, which made Tsukino Gen even hallucinate whether he had met his long-lost biological mother.

That's what he said, but it doesn't mean he has any obsession with his biological parents, or even that being born into this world without parents is a blessing.

This means he is free from many moral constraints, and even if his so-called biological parents come knocking on his door one day, he can say without shame: I don't know you.

After seeing Kazama Sakura so openly displaying her close relationship with Tsukino Gen, Asagiri Rin took another approach.

"Could you please give me a piece too, Kazama-kun?"

Or, before Kazama Sakura picks out the cooked food to put into Tsukino Gen's bowl, she proactively extends her bowl and says with a smile.

"How did Kazama-kun know I like this? Thank you~"

"You're welcome. I've discovered that Asagiri-san is really cute."

"Is that so? I think everyone thinks that way, they just don't dare to say it."

Wow, what a big face!

Sakura Kazama was gritting her teeth inwardly, but there was nothing she could do.

Feeling frustrated and irritable, she felt she should be more extreme, so she asked Hinata Kokomi for a beer.

"You can drink alcohol too?"

Asagiri Rin glanced at her casually.

Kazama Sakura smiled and said, "I only drink a little when A-Xu is here."

"That's it"

However, Hyuga Kokomi, who came over, immediately refused, "You're all high school students, right? High school students can't drink alcohol. I'll give you sparkling drinks instead~"

The plan was disrupted again.

It seems that nothing bigger can be stirred up at this dinner table, at least there's no way to decide the winner right now.

At least Tsukino Gen ate with peace of mind, though he was slightly disappointed. Was that all? Give us some more! Is this fair to the audience?!
Regardless, the meal was finished safely. There was no table-flipping, no hair-pulling, no fighting, no outbursts of anger, no red-faced outbursts, and no fierce attacks on either set of parents or reproductive organs.

Everything was so ordinary.

After they finished eating, Kazama Sakura offered to pay the bill.

But Asagiri Rin said calmly, "I've already paid the bill."

"Eh? How could I trouble you, Asagiri-kun? I'm so sorry. How much is it? I'll transfer it to you."

Asagiri Rin glanced at the other person's expression. "Why don't you at least look embarrassed? You can barely hold back your laughter."

"It doesn't matter. Since I've agreed to let you join the club, let's treat it to a club dinner. As the club president, it's only right that I treat. Besides, this little bit of money is nothing."

Kazama Sakura nodded. "Then you can't refuse when I invite Asagiri-kun to dinner in the future."

Why are you inviting me to dinner? Do you want to turn me into a dish? Ha!

"no problem."

They all got up and left their seats. The food pots were empty, and even the customers who had just been boiling water were finally ready to leave in disappointment. After all, it was extremely rare to see three women of similar good looks and different styles in a place like this.

Go outside.

Sakura Kazama smiled and said, "Then take care, Asagiri-kun, see you tomorrow."

Morita Kaoru had already driven the car over here, waiting for Asagiri Rin to get in.

But Asagiri Rin said, "Get in the car, I'll give you a ride."

Sakura Kazama hesitated for a moment, "Isn't this a bad idea? After all, we don't seem to be going the same way."

Ordinary people and such aristocratic families are not simply incompatible; they live in completely different worlds. Even a single glance at them would be an eyesore and shatter one's worldview.

Asagiri Rin opened the car door herself. "You used to love telling me you were scared or afraid. Now you don't even have the courage to get into this car?"

Sakura Kazama lowered her hand and pinched her palm.

She flashed a perfectly gentle smile. "No, it's just that I thought Asagiri-san didn't like trouble. In that case, I'll get in the car."

She boarded the bus after Asagiri Rin and sat directly in the middle.

There was, of course, another seat in the back. Tsukino Gen looked puzzled.

No, according to the plot, shouldn't this guy be sitting in the middle, surrounded by women on either side, enjoying the company of everyone? That's the treatment the male lead should get. How come he's the one closing the car doors now?
"How about I sit in the passenger seat?"

The two girls in the back seat looked at Tsukino Gen at the same time, showing a tacit understanding like twins, and spoke almost in unison.

"Come up!"

"okay."

In the war between women, is there really anything for men to do?
Sitting in the car, Sakura Kazama didn't hesitate much. After all, this was the situation; one couldn't escape their background. Constantly trying to hide it would only make one's personality reveal deep-seated inferiority. She simply told him where she was staying.

Asagiri Rin nodded and said to Morita Kaoru ahead, "Take her first."

Sakura Kazama belatedly realized what was happening, "Should I go first? Or should we go first to A-Xuan?"

If you send me first, wouldn't that mean there's a stretch of the journey where Asagiri Rin and Tsukino Gen are alone together? No way!
Rin Asagiri, sitting on the innermost side, smiled and said while resting her chin on her hand, "Of course, ladies first, and I decide where this car goes."

Damn it! I miscalculated.

Morita Kaoru seemed to understand the young lady's intentions, so she drove incredibly fast towards Aunt Kazama Sakura's house, employing all sorts of traffic-driving tricks she never usually uses.

Anyone who didn't know better would think they were taking Sakura to the emergency room instead of home. The street scenes under the night sky flashed by, and the streets became increasingly familiar.

Sakura Kazama couldn't help but turn her head away, her smile stiffening.

"I think you're in a bit of a rush."

Rin Asagiri is in a good mood right now, playing with the ends of her hair. "Is that so? You probably don't know me well enough. I like to act fast first and then slow down."

You're in a rush to send me off, but you're taking your time to send him off, right?

Sakura Kazama took a deep breath, thought for a moment, and said, "But after having dinner together today, I still feel that Asagiri-san isn't as scary as others say, she's even kind of cute. Right, Gen?"

What about your own affairs?
Gen Tsukino was almost out of his body when he was pulled back. He thought for a moment.

“I never found her scary.”

Rin Asagiri didn't care much about these comments. "There's no difference between scary and cute. It all depends on how I want people to think."

"So, this is why you rejected Ah-Xian in your first year of high school?"

These words were spoken so softly that Sakura Kazama was practically whispering in the girl's ear, which startled Rin Asagiri.

reject?

Oh. She had heard the rumors, about that day in her first year of high school. The day she felt she was cutting ties with the past, strange gossip began to circulate.

But she now realizes that this boy has never given a proper explanation.
Is it prestigious to be rejected by oneself? No, he certainly wouldn't think that way. So why doesn't he explain?

Her heart felt a little chaotic, like plastic bags scattered all over the street by the wind.

Asagiri Rin turned her head away. "That wasn't a confession, so there was no rejection involved."

".That's it."

Kazama Sakura seemed to be thinking about something, so she leaned back and stopped talking.

Asagiri Rin looked at the boy through the reflection in the car window; he was just looking out the window.

"Alright, thanks, Asagiri-kun. See you tomorrow."

"Ah."

Kazama Sakura got off the car.

Next up was Tsukino Gen. Morita Kaoru, who seemed to have finally figured things out, was driving like a complete novice who had just gotten their license. It was all about respect for traffic rules and fear of the road.

That was incredibly steady and reliable.

If the speed limit is 40, she couldn't possibly be driving at 41.

However, it seems that Tsukino Gen didn't care about these things, maintaining his posture and not saying much.

Until Rin Asagiri finally spoke.

"Why not explain what happened in the first year of high school? That wasn't a confession."

Gen Tsukino smiled at the car window. "Why do I need to explain this?"

"Since you like Kazama Sakura, shouldn't you explain this misunderstanding properly?"

"Are you openly confirming my relationship with her?"

"I'm too lazy to talk to you."

Asagiri Rin seemed to laugh in anger, scoffing and turning her head away, using her thick, long hair to cover her face and hide all her expressions.

Gen Tsukino stopped looking at the night view outside the car window. He leaned back lazily and gazed ahead.

"But you're the one who's taking me home like this, aren't you okay with that?"

"What connection could I possibly have?"

Even after saying that, Asagiri Rin herself felt guilty.

He's too clever. Even though he never explained his reasons for his decisions, his reasons for appearing so wicked, and even deliberately positioned himself as the villain, his words seemed to convey that he understood everything. Is that why he never questioned his own reasons?

"Really? That's good."

He seemed to be considerate one moment and completely indifferent the next. This annoyed Asagiri Rin.

She hesitated for a moment and looked at Tsukino Gen.

Are you in a hurry to get home?

"Your driver wasn't in a hurry either."

"I meant, do you want to go for a drink?"

"Paper airplane?"

Tsukino Gendo asked.

Asagiri Rin looked ahead and said, "Morita, send the paper airplane."

"Yes, miss."

Morita hesitated, knowing that such an itinerary would surely attract the lady's attention. However, she didn't really want to offer any advice to the girl at this time.

Because she had a vague expectation of what it would be like to experience something she had never experienced before.

Then, he slammed on the gas.

The journey stirred up not only dust, but also the buried and forgotten regrets and youth that evaporated along with alcohol and tears, filling the streets.

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(End of this chapter)