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

“Yeah, no, if it were me—wait a minute!” Hanamaru Yuuki suddenly sat up abruptly, as if she had remembered something. “I think I’ve thought of someone.”

Kai Uesugi casually asked, "Your childhood friend?"

"Yes, childhood sweethearts."

Uesugi Kai paused for a few seconds, then looked up at her: "Really?"

“It really is!” Hanamaru Yuuki nodded firmly. “She even gave me flowers when I was little.”

"..."

"and then?"

"Then in junior high, we went to different schools and we were separated."

"That happened so long ago. It's impossible now."

"Is it still possible? I remember I had a decent impression of him back then. He was the kind of person who would just follow me around, calling me 'Yuuki-chan, Yuuki-chan'."

Hanamaru Yuuki was reminded of the past.

"I remember he even confessed his feelings to me, saying he liked me, but at that time I didn't like boys and wasn't interested in him."

Uesugi Kai knew she was reminiscing about her childhood, but these kinds of things really shouldn't be discussed in the present:

"Yuki, how much time has passed? People might have already forgotten about you."

"No, I saw his activity on Twitter a year ago."

"Yuki, you... want to go find him?"

"There's nothing wrong with taking a look, right? If he's not bad and still reminds me of my childhood, it's not impossible to start a relationship."

Hanamaru Yuuki noticed Uesugi Kai's expression.

"What, brother-in-law, you don't quite agree?"

“Hmm,” Uesugi Kai nodded, “Almost ten years have passed, and apart from your childhood memories of each other, you don’t have much else, do you?”

In his opinion, Yuki was desperate and would eat anything.

They even brought out their elementary school classmates.

Childhood sweethearts forced to separate?

This feeling is very similar to the feeling in "5 Centimeters Per Second".

It could even be more serious.

In "5 Centimeters Per Second," the male protagonist still misses the female protagonist, but in reality, most of the time they are completely estranged, and some can't even remember the other's name.

With everyone living their own lives, who will remember those distant memories?

"It's no big deal to just take a look."

As Hanamaru Yuuki spoke, she took out her phone and, among her many contacts on LINE, found her elementary school classmate.

Then I found his Twitter account in the feed.

"Look, it's him, brother-in-law, take a look."

Kai Uesugi took the phone from Yuuki Hanamaru's hand.

"He's not bad looking."

"Pfft—!"

What are you laughing at all of a sudden?

“I was laughing at my brother-in-law. His tone is just like my mom’s. The first thing she says when she sees someone is, ‘This person is not bad-looking.’”

Kai Uesugi said, "I don't think there's anything wrong with that. After all, appearance determines the first impression and is the most important way to get to know a person at the beginning."

Hanamaru Yuuki pinched her cheek and made a cute expression: "So what was my brother-in-law's first impression of me?"

Kai Uesugi glanced at her: "A girl with personality, and indeed she is."

"Does brother-in-law think Yuki is pretty? What do you think of her figure?"

"You are beautiful, and apart from your eyes, you and Hanabi are very similar, and your figures are about the same too."

"I'm actually a bit taller than my sister!"

"Just one centimeter."

"Even one centimeter is tall!"

In short, Yuuki is a very confident person.

She knew she was a beautiful girl and knew how to use that advantage to help herself gain opportunities and preferential treatment.

That's why Uesugi Kai felt that going to see that elementary school classmate was actually a disadvantage for her.

"Yuuki, wouldn't it be too easy for your classmate to go to you?"

"Does my brother-in-law mean that Yuki is too outstanding?"

"That's true. You're studying at the Royal College of Art in the UK, while the other person, I just saw him, is working at a convenience store. That's not the problem, but he doesn't seem to be in good spirits."

"Brother-in-law, matching social status isn't a must, and there are plenty of cases of men marrying into their wives' families!"

"That depends on the other person being good enough!"

"The other person doesn't need to be outstanding, as long as there is love."

Kai Uesugi shook his head... In situations where people are not well-matched, they don't understand each other's values, and without getting to know each other, there is no chance of falling in love.

After breakfast, Uesugi Kai, Hanamaru Hanabi, and Hanamaru Yuuki boarded the morning train together.

I'm preparing to go to the Tokyo University of the Arts for an entrance exam, which includes both knowledge tests and drawing skills tests.

The three subjects of sketching, color, and quick sketching are mandatory.

Kai Uesugi felt his head was about to explode whenever he picked up a paintbrush.

I trained in seclusion for so long before, but it didn't yield much result.

As soon as the sketching exam ended, Kai Uesugi walked out of the classroom and saw the two sisters, Hanabi and Yuuki Hanamaru, waiting for her.

How is my brother-in-law?

"It's just so-so," Uesugi Kai sighed.

"No way, freshman sketching isn't the easiest subject anymore? Although it is a bit more difficult at Dongyi University."

"That's you, not me. Don't confuse the standards of genius with those of ordinary people!"

###Chapter 552 Yuuki's Childhood Friend (2)###

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

Living in Tokyo, all I want to do is laze around. Chapter 552: Yuuki's Childhood Friend

Kazuto Omiya had already seen Hanamaru Yuuki sitting next to a street-side cafe.

She noticed herself too, and was smiling and waving at herself.

Moreover, she is much more beautiful in person than in the photos.

Kazuto Omiya was thinking that he, a useless person who hadn't spoken to a girl in years, who stayed at home and only played games, was actually going to face such a beautiful girl who was outstanding in every way.

There's bound to be some psychological burden.

No, it should be said that the psychological burden is enormous.

Kazuto's heart was pounding wildly.

Although he and she had attended elementary school together for several years and could be considered childhood sweethearts, the nearly ten-year distance between them made him feel that they were very far apart.

I and she are from completely different worlds!

A white dress, and a jacket draped over it.

It was just a very ordinary outfit, but on this girl, it had a unique charm.

Omiya Kazuto nervously glanced back at the surrounding crowd, for no reason, just inexplicably wanting to take a look.

He calmed himself down a bit and walked towards where Hanamaru Yuuki was.

“Oomiya-kun?” Hanamaru Yuuki stood up with a smile. “You’ve changed a lot since you were a child, but you look the same as in the photos on Twitter.”

"Yes, it is."

When Ōmiya Kazuto saw her smile and smelled her faint fragrance, the thought suddenly popped into his head that his own hairstyle might be messy.

How's my outfit today?

Shouldn't the collar be straightened?

He even picked out new clothes yesterday so he could go out.

g, and I even spent tens of thousands of yuan, which is the price of several AAA games!

what a pity.

If I don't go out, do I not need to spend this money?

Kazuto Omiya felt his head was in a mess again.

—While agreeing with Hanamaru Yuuki, similar thoughts were frantically surfacing in Omiya Kazuto's mind.

"Please have a seat. Is coffee to your liking? I ordered it for you in advance, according to the time schedule."

"Coffee...okay," Kazuto Omiya replied softly, sounding somewhat unsure.

He was warmly invited by Hanamaru Yuuki to sit opposite him.

He had barely sat down when the waiter brought over two cups of coffee.

"Come on, Omiya, drink first."

"Oh? Thank you, thank you..."

Looking at the girl in front of him with her bright and sunny smile, and recalling their conversations in elementary school... more than a decade of estrangement had built up, and now they were about to speak face-to-face again. How to describe this feeling...?

It was so awkward; he didn't know what topic to start.