Living in Tokyo, all I want to do is laze around.

Grandma Uesugi smiled at the little girl who used to want her to hug her and said, "Come on, stretch out your hand."

“Ah-Zhao too,” the old lady called out slowly.

Kai Uesugi extended his hand to the old lady.

Grandma Uesugi gave the two people in front of her a kind smile, and then placed their hands together.

The old man's rambling words and blessings flowed out slowly:

"Childhood sweethearts can be considered a tragic relationship, as the innocent children always look back on the past after they grow up."

"In reminiscing, everyone misses the innocent days of the past, but when they come to their senses, they are already in different places, with their own lives and families."

"The sincerity of the past can only be buried deep in my heart."

"Grandma is so happy that you still maintain such a deep bond, and that the familiarity between you over time has not faded your relationship."

"Many married couples can't compare to you in this respect. This is what makes your relationship truly precious. Cherish this hard-won bond. The gods are always silently blessing you."

As she spoke, the old lady took out a beautifully carved cedar box from behind her back.

He handed it to A-Zhao.

Uesugi Kai accepted the box with both hands. His first impression of the small box was that it was sturdy.

"What is this...?" Hanabi asked curiously.

Grandma Uesugi gathered the sleeves of her kimono together. "This is a wedding gift from your grandfather and grandmother. It's a little small, but it's a token of our goodwill."

Applause is...money?

Kai Uesugi carefully felt the smooth wood in his hand.

This amount is substantial, and the sum is likely no less than several million yen.

“This…” Uesugi Kai didn’t know whether he should accept the money from the old lady.

If this were in China, my mother would definitely push away the money the old lady offered, saying, "No, no, this isn't right."

After a series of polite exchanges, unable to resist the old man's stubbornness, he had no choice but to reluctantly accept it.

However, in Japan, Kai Uesugi could only refuse in front of the elderly Mrs. Uesugi.

"Grandma, Grandpa still needs money, right? We don't need these."

“Ah-Zai,” Grandma Uesugi called him by his childhood name, “You helped the old man, and now that the most difficult time has passed and things have taken a turn for the better, Grandma is just returning the money to you on behalf of the old man.”

“But this must be more than two million yen, right?” said Kai Uesugi, holding the exquisite little wooden box.

"Ha ha......"

Grandma Uesugi, sitting with impeccable posture, chuckled nonchalantly, "Otherwise, how could Grandma call it a congratulatory gift?"

Kai Uesugi wasn't the type to feign politeness: "Thank you, Grandma."

Sitting obediently, Hanabi Hanabi also called out, "Thank you, Grandma..."

The old lady smiled even more happily, "Little Fireworks calls out so sweetly."

After that, Kai Uesugi and Hanabi Hanabi followed Yoko Uesugi to their guest room.

The old lady seemed to have something else to say to the two mothers.

Mrs. Hanamaru is a guest here, but she has stayed here many times when she came to Ehime Prefecture, so she can be considered a regular guest of the Uesugi family.

The three of them walked together on the veranda of the Uesugi family's Japanese-style house.

"Aunt, where is the Hachiman Shrine?"

"Hachiman Shrine?"

It took Uesugi Yoshiko a while to recall the memory from the distant past. "You mean the one in Sakuragaoka? Wasn't that abandoned for decades?"

"Decades?"

"It's a pity, it used to be a very popular place of worship."

"what happened?"

"earthquake."

Yoko Uesugi said, "That year was an 8.0 magnitude earthquake. All the houses in this area collapsed, and many people died as a result. I still remember it vividly."

"After the earthquake, the mourners started from the ruins of Hachiman Shrine and the procession stretched all the way from the top of the mountain to the bottom. My two siblings and I stood on the top of the mountain and looked out at the long line of lights and candles that stretched toward the coast."

Hanabi Hanabi followed beside Kai Uesugi. Outside the veranda was the garden with low pine trees surrounding the Uesugi family.

Uesugi Yoko's words carried the flavor of an elder reminiscing about the past:

"Originally, Hachiman Shrine was planned to be rebuilt after the disaster, but the shrine's entire family of six tragically perished in the earthquake, and we have been unable to find anyone to take over this tradition, so the place has gradually fallen into disrepair."

Aunt Uesugi Yoshiko, who always had a smile on her face, couldn't help but sigh at this moment.

"Alas, speaking of this, your great-aunt also passed away on that day."

My great-aunt was my grandfather's sister.

Kai Uesugi had never heard of having a great-aunt.

“Your grandfather doesn’t want to recall these things, so my siblings and I won’t bring them up. Ah-Zhao, your generation doesn’t know about these things.”

"..."

The blue sky in Ehime Prefecture is always the color of the sea.

"That's all in the past, so Akai and Hanabi-chan shouldn't take it too seriously."

Uesugi Yoko: "Do you remember the stream where you helped Hanabi-chan bathe when we were little?"

Kai Uesugi glanced at Hanabi Hanabi, who shrank back slightly, and then said to his aunt who was walking ahead:

"I remember, it's just a bit out of the way."

“Follow the stream upstream until you find a torii gate with only two pillars remaining. Go through it and continue upstream to reach the abandoned Hachiman Shrine.”

Uesugi Yoshiko turned around.

"By the way, A-Zhao, how did you find out about this place?"

###Chapter 200 Even Good Kids Go Bad?###

Living in Tokyo, all I want to do is laze around.

What does Auntie think?

What do I think?

Faced with Uesugi Kai's question, Uesugi Yoko raised her eyebrows slightly and smiled: "Kai, you've always been so mysterious."

"well enough."

Uesugi Yoshiko smiled without saying a word, then turned around and continued leading the way.

The wheels of Uesugi Kai's suitcase bounced against the narrow gaps in the wood of the veranda, making a series of clear sounds.

"Akai and Hanabi-chan are sharing a room?" Uesugi Yoko asked as they turned a corner.

Before answering, Uesugi Kai glanced at Hanabi Hanamaru, whose white dress fluttered and whose face was rosy.

She was looking at herself too, but quickly blushed and lowered her head.

She did not speak.

Uesugi Kai nodded to her aunt: "Yes, one room."

Japanese houses pay great attention to detail, and every corner of the low pine garden is decorated with sand and pebbles.

“Then you can stay in the biggest guest room,” Aunt Uesugi Yoshiko added with a smile, “It’s well soundproofed.”

Hanamaru Hanabi is innocent and cannot understand the hidden meaning in the words, so she has no reaction.

On the contrary, Yoshito Uesugi fully understood what this was implying.

And a question arose in my mind: What should I do if all my elders are drivers who like to make sudden turns?

This question persisted into the afternoon.

On a hot summer day, outside the bright living room is the courtyard that Mrs. Uesugi often tends to.

The turquoise calamus grows in a ring around the clear pond, swaying gently in the sea breeze that comes from the Seto Inland Sea.

The area around Katsuoka Town is relatively high in elevation because it is backed by mountains.

From this bright and spacious room, you can enjoy a panoramic view of the sea and sky merging into one.

In the leisurely summer, surrounded by the scents of the sea and oranges, there is nothing more peaceful than this.

Xiao Hua Huo, dressed in a light and breathable T-shirt, showed off the curves of the girl's body in a cool and refreshing way.

The most attractive thing about her is the large shark on her chest.

Judging from Kai Uesugi's keen eye, the shark has indeed grown quite a bit.

After packing her clothes into the closet, Hanabi Hanamaru took out her iPad, which was covered with little sharks and chili peppers, sat on the tatami mat, turned on the air conditioner, and started working.

Click...

Kai Uesugi, who went to bring her oranges, opened the door shortly afterward.

He placed the plate on the Japanese-style coffee table.

Then I glanced at the tablet computer that Hanabi Hanamoto was drawing and modifying.

Kai Uesugi sat down next to her and leaned closer to ask, "What is this drawing?"

Every time I get close to her, my breath is filled with the delicate scent of lilies emanating from her.

"Yako-chan," Hanabi Hanamaru said cutely.

Uesugi Kai took a closer look at the screen she had just zoomed in on and recognized the person:

"Isn't this the white-haired little girl who stomped on the watermelon before?"

Last time it was about stepping on a watermelon, this time it's about hitting a watermelon with a wooden knife.

It seems this white-haired loli named Yako-chan likes watermelon.