Laid-Back Life in Tokyo: I Really Didn't Want to Work Hard Chapter 217 - 188: July Athletic Festival (6)2

"Is there... any dissatisfaction?" Uesugi Sakura thought that Uesugi Shio was not the type to show such emotions.

Although the class president is the only daughter of the Kyujuu family.

Kyujuu Rika shook her head, "Maybe it’s just my imagination, after all, she seems to not like interacting with anyone."

"Uesugi... Shio?" Haneda Kimu seed to rember the na, "Isn’t she the transfer student in Keiko’s class? Seems like she enrolled through a special Sword Dao program. There’s been quite a few temporary transfers like this recently."

Hanamaru Hanabi stood aside, unable to join their conversation, occasionally sneaking a glance at Uesugi Sakura, whose face was dripping wet.

Then, from her soft lips, she recalled the taste of the strawberry cake.

So fragrant... so sweet... so...

What on earth is Hanabi thinking!

With a flushed face, Hanamaru Hanabi quickly shook her not-so-bright head, tossing away all those heart-fluttering thoughts.

"What’s wrong?" Uesugi Sakura noticed her movent.

"Nothing." Hanamaru Hanabi dared not look at him, turning her face aside.

"Caught a fever." Haneda Kimu smiled and said.

Kyujuu Rika glanced at the blazing sun outside, then turned back and said, "Catching a cold in this heat? If that’s the case, you should head to the infirmary first."

Of course, they didn’t go to the infirmary. After Uesugi Sakura changed into dry clothes, he went to the classroom with Hanabi to pick up their lunch.

At noon, naturally, it’s ti for lunch, followed by a laid-back mont.

"Where should we eat?"

With her small hands tangled in her skirt, Hanamaru Hanabi quickly replied, "The cafeteria."

The red scarf on her sailor uniform emphasized her cuteness complented by her face.

How can there be such an adorable girl?

Uesugi Sakura said, "How about the Earth Science classroom?"

Hanamaru Hanabi imdiately halted, her small feet snug in little black leather shoes.

"No way."

She quickly took two steps back, protecting her chest with both hands.

"Sakura-kun would do bad things."

Uesugi Sakura surveyed the surroundings and said to her in the temporarily deserted hallway, "Just a kiss, it’s not a big deal, right?"

Under the shade of the courtyard trees, Hanamaru Hanabi shyly bowed her head, pursed her lips saying, "Sakura, Sakura-kun now not only kisses... kisses with Hanabi... but also... also... uses... tongue..."

For a shy girl, those last words were extrely difficult to utter.

"Do you really dislike it?"

"Mm."

"But this morning little Hanabi clearly—"

Uesugi Sakura was silenced by the flustered Hanamaru Hanabi covering his mouth.

The fragrance of her soft little hand filled his nose.

"No, don’t say it."

Uesugi Sakura took down her hand, "Sakura-kun was just stating a fact."

"When is little Hanabi’s cheerleading performance?" Uesugi Sakura changed the topic.

"Sakura-kun, didn’t you see it before..."

"Little Hanabi trying so hard dancing, I can never watch enough, that little tummy is so cute."

Hanamaru Hanabi tried to lift her head to look at him and softly said, "Hanabi...feels that Sakura-kun has been saying so really strange things lately."

"I just like you too much."

Uesugi Sakura made his expression and tone appear extrely serious, "So don’t take what that person said to heart, Hanabi."

Hanamaru Hanabi always felt guilty for worrying him that day.

Her speaking tone even softened by three points: "I’m sorry..."

Uesugi Sakura showed her a smile that belonged only to her, "Why are you still acting like a child, Hanabi is an engaged fiancée already."

"Hanabi... wants to marry Sakura-kun right now..." Saying this, Hanamaru Hanabi’s nervous heart was pounding faster.

Uesugi Sakura gently tapped her nose, "You’re too young."

With her nose tickled, Hanamaru Hanabi stepped back to avoid his finger, "But...Hanabi feels like she’s been with Sakura-kun for a long ti already."

"We are childhood friends, you know. Rember? I even bathed you when you were little."

"Sakura-kun, don’t ntion that..." The word ’shy’ seed to be tailor-made for a girl like Hanamaru Hanabi, "Hanabi... was just a little girl back then..."

"It’s the sa even after ten years," Uesugi Sakura continued walking ahead.

Hanamaru Hanabi quickly scurried to follow him, tilting her head to ask, "Sakura-kun, what do you an by ’the sa’?"

The gentle sunlight glittered around them like gold dust.

Uesugi Sakura turned back, smiling at her, "The sa kind of silliness."

Lunch was eaten in the cafeteria.

Uesugi Sakura went to accompany the training at the Kendo Departnt; there’s a competition tomorrow.

Hanamaru Hanabi, along with the other female classmates, were working hard carrying water to their class’s rest area.

Beside them, lush trees with vibrant green leaves exuded a sumr’s atmosphere.

"Huff~ huff~"

Her small mouth continuously panted for breath.

Caring for water was a trendously taxing task for a girl like Hanabi.

Further up, Kyujuu Rika, Kawase Nanami, and Ayaka Rie stopped under the shade, setting down their boxes of water.

Except for Kawase Nanami, whose body was as small as a middle-schooler’s.

"Why don’t we take a break first?" Kyujuu Rika suggested as she turned back.

Seeing Hanamaru Hanabi covered in pinkish sweat, Ayaka Rie didn’t object, "Let’s rest first, no rush to the rest area."

"Eh."

Putting down the box, wiping the sweat on her forehead and wetting her hair, Kyujuu Rika suddenly sighed, "Why are most of the boys in our class weaker than girls."

Ayaka Rie replied, "Most of them just don’t want to do it, they prefer slacking off."

"That’s just too lazy, we’re doing all this work today manually ourselves."

Kawase Nanami "huff" crossed her arms childishly, cutely, and angrily said:

"Missing out on such a good opportunity to chat up girls by helping carry stuff, no wonder they can’t find girlfriends!"

Kyujuu Rika smiled at her, "Actually, it’s just that no guy dares confess to you, Nanami-chan."

"What, what is the class president saying! I don’t even want a boyfriend!" Kawase Nanami pouted and turned away.

Just as Ayaka Rie was about to speak, she was interrupted by a voice.

"Rika! Rika! Save ! Help get down!"

Physically exhausted, Hanamaru Hanabi kept looking around, finally looking up to a tree taller than two people.

A girl in a black skirt.

Kyujuu Rika was also surprised seeing her sitting on a branch, "Sakisa? How did you end up on our school’s tree?"

The black skirt gently swayed in the sumr breeze, revealing a mysterious sight from below.

Kitagawa Sakisa clung to the trunk, loudly speaking to those below:

"I! I just sohow found myself on your school’s tree, totally not on purpose!"

Kawase Nanami shouted back to the girl in the black skirt above, "Not on purpose! Then how did you get up there!"

"I don’t know either!" Kitagawa Sakisa replied in a rather puzzling manner.

In fact, her previous explanations were all quite baffling.

The first ti Hanamaru Hanabi saw her, she recognized her as the girl from the photo.

If Uesugi Sakura hadn’t explained about the photo, Hanamaru Hanabi would have really thought she was a secret girlfriend he was dating.

Kyujuu Rika’s eyes went blank, ignoring the perfunctory words of the girl on the tree, she shouted loudly:

"First, tell , how did you get to our school?"

Kitagawa Sakisa replied with pride, "I, I won’t tell!"

"If you don’t tell, you’ll stay on the tree!"

"Ah~~ Rika, how could you say that, we have shared the sa pair of panties friendship!"

Ayaka Rie glanced at the class president coughing lightly, "..."

Kawase Nanami, full of girlish curiosity, leaned in towards her, "Class president, is there really such a thing?"

"Cough cough..."

Kyujuu Rika maintained her dignified deanor, "There is no such thing."

"There is!"

Kitagawa Sakisa quickly countered, holding onto the trunk, "Clearly it’s true! Uh, it must’ve been ten years ago, when Rika you wet the bed sleeping with that night—"

"Stop!"

Kyujuu Rika blushed and quickly stopped her from continuing, "Enough already! Sakisa, you’re good for nothing but rember this incident most clearly!"

Kawase Nanami hadn’t caught the embarrassing situation that seed to sha the class president greatly, so she curiously moved closer:

"Class president, what exactly was she talking about?"