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

That day, Qian Aiyi asked him on the phone to help her find Aiyi who had run out of the house.

She was finally found under a bridge pier in Xihushan Park.

She squatted by the river, her schoolbag slung over her back, watching her reflection ripple in the water.

She said, 'If you wave, Mr. Reflection in the river will wave back to Ai-yi.'

After saying that, Ai smiled at Uesugi Kai.

Kai Uesugi knew he wasn't a particularly compassionate person, but in that situation, he saw Ai and Hanabi experiencing the same loneliness they had when they were children.

I couldn't bear it.

Hanabi Hanamaru used to be very insecure, always hiding in a corner and silently blaming herself. Now, in front of her, she smiles adorably and brightly.

Beauty vanished before our eyes, dying silently in silence and oblivion.

That's the kind of scene that Uesugi Kai least wants to see.

"Is Aiyi happy now?"

"I'm very happy."

Seeing the little girl's smile, Uesugi Kai felt relieved: "Well, that's good."

......

Shortly after, Hanabi Hanabi came downstairs after taking a shower and changing her clothes.

She was dressed in a cool summer outfit, a sky-blue short pleated skirt paired with a white shirt with a red bow at the collar. She wasn't wearing stockings today, showing off her slender and beautiful legs in their natural state.

Of course, her cheeks still had a lingering rosy glow.

Upon seeing Hanabi Hanabi, Uesugi Kai was reminded of her rosy complexion in the bathroom.

so cute.

And her cool little hands are so soft.

Ai ran up to Hanabi and asked, "Why is Hanabi-neechan's face so red?"

Hanabi Hanabi was stunned.

Kai Uesugi explained for her, "Hanabi-neechan just finished taking a hot bath, of course her face is red."

"Oh."

"Sister, what's for breakfast today?" Ai asked Hua Huo.

"Hmm... what does Aiyi want to eat?"

"Strawberry Cake."

"It's not good to eat cake in the morning, as it's easy to gain weight."

"It's okay~ From now on, Ai can be just like Hanabi-neechan and make a living based on her looks."

Ai-yi knows she is beautiful, and she says this with great self-awareness.

"You won't be pretty if you get fat," Hanabi Hanabi said to Ai.

"Strawberry cake~~"

Hanabi Hanabi couldn't resist the child's insistence, so she said, "Alright then."

Uesugi Kai estimates that Hanabi will be a loving mother in the future. If she has a son with him, and he hits him, little Hanabi will be heartbroken.

......

After taking the strawberry cake out of the refrigerator and sending Ai Yi away.

Kai Uesugi went to Hanabi Hanamaru in the kitchen and hugged her from behind.

"Hanabi was so cute just now."

Hanabi Hanabi blushed as she chopped vegetables without saying a word.

From the small shirt, along the skin, lies smooth and soft skin.

He rubbed her tummy, his index fingernail circling around her navel.

Hanabi Hanamaru's voice immediately softened and became affectionate again: "Kai-kun...it itches..."

"Was Kai-kun considerate enough today?"

"Um......"

"You don't dislike it, do you?"

"I don't dislike it..."

Uesugi Kai placed his hands on her slender waist inside her blouse and gently pulled her closer to him:

"Please give me a compliment."

"What should I say..."

"Great!"

"Kai-kun...you're amazing?"

"Yes, make your voice softer, sweeter, and gentler."

Hanabi Hanamaru paused for a moment, then spoke softly through her soft lips:

"Kai-kun...you're amazing..."

###Chapter 368 Who is the Protagonist?###

Imamura is a newly initiated junior disciple at the Wuxin Dojo.

Before he came into contact with Kendo, he had visited many famous dojos in Tokyo, but none of them were very good. After much deliberation, he decided that Mushin Dojo, which was ranked among the top three dojos, was the one he was willing to humbly come and learn from.

Imamura learned swordsmanship to teach a boy from the next class who had a judo rank a lesson. It wasn't that the boy had provoked him, but rather that the boy had confessed his feelings to Akino, a girl in Imamura's class whom he had secretly loved since his freshman year.

He had known Akino since high school.

At that time, she was the class's disciplinary committee member. She was confident, always had a smile on her face, and was thoughtful and considerate.

The thing that impressed Imamura the most was when Akino, wearing a refreshing short-sleeved tracksuit, handed him a bottle of water with a smile after he finished running the 1,000 meters at the sports festival.

From the bottle of water handed to him, he could sense that the girl was trying to please him.

Although Akino quickly handed water to the other athletes, Imamura still believed, and was completely certain, that the bottle of water in his hand was completely different from the bottled water in the others.

Upon entering university, he discovered that Akino was attending the same school as him.

Connecting this to the unusual bottle of water at the sports festival, he realized that Akino had a crush on him and had even pursued him to the same university for his sake.

As a responsible man.

Someone confessed to the beautiful girl who had a crush on him. Shouldn't he be taught a lesson?

Only the strong deserve to have beauties.

As for Akino, who had a crush on Imamura and even pursued him all the way to university, why didn't she confess to him?

Imamura thought that the beautiful girl must be shy and wouldn't dare to speak in front of him, who was so powerful.

Imamura has always been a mature, charming, and capable young man who can learn and master anything with ease.

Of course, swordsmanship was no exception, and he firmly believed in it.

Imamura looked at the most prominent line of strong, small characters above the dojo, exuding an unparalleled aura.

Although today is only the third day of his swordsmanship training, he is fully confident that he can take down that black belt, fifth-dan judo guy from the next class.

"Imamura, how about we try some real combat today?" one of his junior disciples invited him.

"Of course!"

......

"Imamura, keep it up! Today at the teachers' congress, we'll continue with some techniques. Honestly, the feeling of wielding a sword is great. When I hold the sword with both hands, I feel full of confidence."

Imamura ignored what he said, rubbed his forehead, and shook his head.

How could this happen? It shouldn't be like this.

No, it absolutely shouldn't be like this. How could I lose to someone who is even shorter than me in the same class?

You must not have slept well last night.

Yes, that must be it!

Imamura raised his head, exuding a completely different aura, and said calmly to his contemporaries:

"Okay, keep it up."

I got home in the evening.

He looked at the wooden sword he had brought back from the dojo, and thought about how, on his way back, a classmate whose name he couldn't remember had told him to go home and practice a little longer.

Practice at home

Hmph, just a fool worrying about nothing.

Swordsmanship geniuses would never practice it; that would be a desecration of the talent bestowed upon them by the gods.

Thinking about all this, he went to sleep as soon as he finished dinner.

The next morning, Imamura arrived at Mushin-kan.

"Good morning, Imamura."

"Ah."

In the changing room, Imamura took off his shirt and put on a white shirt and black hakama. He looked at his perfect self in the small mirror on the wardrobe and closed the door.

Imamura glanced around the dojo; there were quite a few people there today.

Wuxin Pavilion has several female disciples, and Imamura has taken a liking to several of them. Among them, Miss Sakakibara best fits his taste. She is elegant and beautiful. It is only natural that such a perfect man and such a perfect woman would fall in love with him.

Yesterday at noon, when Sakakibara Nanako called everyone to lunch, Imamura had already noticed that Sakakibara Nanako was paying attention to him.

Indeed, a man's charm is boundless.