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

On my way to get the car, I passed by a secluded little room and found a first-aid kit inside, so I thought I'd just pick it up.

As soon as I stepped inside, the sound of a shotgun rang out from the corner.

Bang bang!

You have been eliminated.

Kai Uesugi stared blankly at the blacked-out screen for a moment.

So there's fishing here too.

"Uesugi, if you're bored, come over and help us look at the skirts." Kitagawa Sakakisa poked her head out from the other end.

"Okay." Uesugi Kai put away his phone.

He walked over, and Hanabi Hanamoto just came out of the changing room.

A classic white top paired with a black skirt, featuring stripes, exudes a Japanese casual style. The difference lies in the beige vest worn over it, giving the overall look a more natural feel.

"How about it...?"

Kitagawa Sakakisa is still carefully examining it.

Kai Uesugi nodded: "It looks great. It would look even better if you wore your little straw hat."

Hanabi Hanamaru: "So... these are all we'll buy...?"

Kitagawa Sakakisa: "Try a few more times."

"Isn't this great?" Uesugi Kai asked.

"Hanabi-chan is just good-looking. She would look good even in a high school gym uniform."

Japanese sports uniforms are similar to Chinese high school uniforms.

Hanabi Hanabi and Kitagawa Sakakisa picked out another outfit. After staying in the dressing room for a while, she came out again.

The plain-colored knit top, with long sleeves that reach past the hands, covers half of the skirt, allowing the neck and collarbone to be seen quite well.

Hanabi Hanabi turned around and asked, "What about this outfit?"

Kai Uesugi: "Simple design, light color and cute style."

Kitagawa Sakakisa: "Actually, it's a cool and aloof style."

He looked left and right and noticed Hanabi's little hand clutching her sleeve. "This doesn't seem like the aloof style at all."

“It’s still about people,” Kitagawa Sakakisa said. “What do you think of this, Hanabi-chan?”

"I think it's great..."

Uesugi Kai interjected, "Finished picking?"

"Ah."

Kitagawa Sakakisa, hands on her hips, asked, "Should I pay?"

"It's just a piece of clothing."

It means that this small amount of money is absolutely no problem.

-551262 yen

Kai Uesugi walked out of the shop called "nikoand..." carrying 11 packages.

"Thank you, Uesugi-san!" Kitagawa Sakakisa happily took the four tote bags from his hands.

He was completely exasperated.

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A street scene in Tokyo at 1:39 p.m.

Cold rain sprinkled across the transparent umbrellas that were being used to walk between the high-rise buildings.

"Welcome to 7 Days Convenience Store."

"Hi, Seunghye, 300 yen."

"Sir, starting in September, you'll be charged for plastic bags. Here's your change: 190 yen. Please keep it safe."

Thank you for your patronage. We look forward to welcoming you again.

After leaving the convenience store, Uesugi Kai, whose chin was now covered in stubble, walked home alone, holding an umbrella.

The whispers of raindrops hitting the umbrella's surface filled my entire body with a chill.

Kai Uesugi didn't react much, letting the chill invade his body as he continued walking through the rain-soaked streets of Tokyo.

He answered the phone, carrying a clear plastic bag containing two cup noodles.

It is the mother.

【Akai, the letter from the University of Tokyo has arrived.】

【Um. 】

[It says on the sign that the entrance ceremony will be held on April 1st!]

That's really lucky.

[Yeah, yeah! I can't believe you actually got in, A-Zhao! This past year must have been tough, right? What do you want to eat tonight?]

###Chapter 287 Tea Party###

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

"What's wrong with looking at legs? Wu's feet are as white as snow, and she washes white silk with bare feet! Appreciating a girl's legs and feet is a respectable thing."

Seeing that she pulled her skirt up again to cover her legs, as if she didn't want him to see, Uesugi Kai laughed and said, "At night, you like to snatch the blanket and curl up in a ball to sleep. When I wake up in the morning, I can see your clean white foot kicking my stomach."

"What do your little feet look like? Would you like me to describe them?"

"No!" Hanabi Hanabi hurriedly refused, then hurriedly hid back in her room.

"Pity."

Kai Uesugi shook his head, reminiscing about that scene alone.

The afternoon was harmonious; the two studied together in the study.

Hanabi sat in front of the computer drawing, while he took out books to study.

What do students study in the three categories of humanities at the University of Tokyo?

Ancient poetry and essays, modern and contemporary novel theories, theories of writers or works, etc.

The first few are self-explanatory: literary theory.

The subsequent discussions on writers and works refer to research conducted on a particular writer or work.

Learning these topics often requires writing short papers and reports.

Not too tiring, there are things to do.

That's how it is with the humanities.

Reading is not just about reading; it's also about understanding the reasons, process, impact, background, and descriptive techniques.

If you're not careful, you'll find it all confusing.

Sometimes when you encounter something you don't know at all, reading the words feels like gnawing on a bone; you have to force it down, and your mind will be exhausted for half a day because of it.

Three hours later.

Kai Uesugi put down the book, used a bookmark to mark the page number, then closed his eyes and rested for a few minutes.

After an unknown number of minutes, the scent of a young girl appeared beside him.

"Kai-kun".

Hanabi Hanabi placed the tea and snacks she had just prepared beside him.

The tea is refreshingly cool, and the matcha cake also exudes a delicate fragrance.

There's nothing more pleasant than enjoying some tea and snacks after a study session.

Before this, Uesugi Kai had smelled the aroma of the sweets and knew that Hanamaru Hanabi had made them in her spare time.

"Thank you, I'm sorry to have troubled you again."

"Kai-kun...you're too kind."

"You're always this polite to me, you just haven't noticed." Uesugi Kai took a bite of his biscuit. "By the way, did that editor Kawai answer your message this morning?"

"Okay." Hanabi Hanamaru nodded, then picked up her phone from her computer desk and showed him her email history.

With a matcha cake in her mouth, Uesugi Kai quickly scanned the email.

The email was long, but it was mostly filled with polite greetings and inquiries.

—The Japanese are quite particular about this, even overly so.

In summary, the useful information is that I accepted the price offered by Hanabi and sent her the novel's character designs and text as attachments, hoping she could take a look when she had time.

This is Xiaohuahuo's job, so he can't really comment on it.

"Light novels are also a kind of popular literature, so how about I try writing one, and Hana-chan, can you draw the illustrations for me?"

"Why did Kai-kun suddenly want to do this?"

"It's not shameful for husband and wife to work together. The main purpose is to do things together, which will give me a great sense of accomplishment."

Hanabi Hanabi said with a smile, "If Kai-kun wishes for this, Hanabi will do her best to help."

That's what they say, but Kai Uesugi would never do something on a whim.

For example, he really wanted to run a coffee shop with Hanabi, but he didn't know the details at all, so... it couldn't be finalized quickly.

That evening, after she took a shower, Uesugi Kai helped her blow-dry her hair in the bedroom.

Soft strands of hair slipped through my fingers, leaving a delicate fragrance in the warm breeze.

"Do you think long hair or short hair looks better, Kai-kun?"

"I have trouble making decisions. If you ask me, they're all good. It's up to you." Uesugi Kai grabbed her hair again, running his soft, smooth fingers through her palm.