Tokyo: Who would still fall in love after being spoiled?

Chapter 125 For example, looking cute, and looking cute, and looking cute.

"When did I ask you for help?"

If he wanted to use this to destroy the relationship between him and Amano, and then create an opportunity for himself...

"That means you're completely wrong, Eri."

He had no interest in Amano's private photos, and even if he did, it came from the materialistic part of his body, not his true self.

"Huh? You're going to betray your teammates when something goes wrong? I really misjudged you!" Eri turned around and said angrily with dissatisfaction - what reason did she have to be dissatisfied? Wasn't all this directed and acted by her herself?
"You said I wanted you to help take pictures, so you should at least know my phone password, right?" He set his birthday from his previous life, so basically no one could guess it except himself.

"Why do I need a password? I can take pictures without unlocking the phone!" Huili defended herself and easily fell into the language trap he had simply designed.

It is true that today's smartphones can take photos without being unlocked; but if he really asked him to do so, he would not have deliberately considered this and chosen not to tell the password.

Eri's first reaction also had a flaw. She just emphasized the fact that "taking photos does not require unlocking", instead of feeling betrayed and blurting out words like "So this is why you didn't tell me the password!"

And Amano is smart enough to hear this, and thus dispel his doubts about him, realizing that everything was directed and acted by Eri herself...

"No, why are you still glaring at me? How foolish! Where did the learned and intelligent Miss Amano go?"

"If you don't believe me, Amano-san, you can check my phone right now. I'll tell you the password, and you can delete the photos Eri took." He still felt a chill in Amano's gaze, and reluctantly continued, "You also heard that Eri doesn't know the password, so the photos won't be uploaded to any online space and will only be stored in the phone's album."

Amano said nothing and looked at Eri.

Eri seemed to be frightened by her aura. She said nothing more and handed over her phone obediently.

"If you don't believe me, you can check all the Internet software." He continued and then told Amano the password.

Amano first entered the password, confirmed the unlock, turned off the phone screen, observed him and Eri vigilantly, took a few steps back, and went behind the curtain of the women's bath.

"What exactly did you shoot?" He took this opportunity to ask Huili.

When taking a photo, there is a shutter sound, but when Amano first came out, his reaction didn't seem like he had heard the sound.

In other words, at least it can be confirmed that Eri was not photographing Amano himself, but something else, which is somewhat sensible.

Eri didn't say anything, just stared at him and pouted.

"Do you really like her?" she asked.

"So?" Although he didn't like competing with girls of sixteen or seventeen, he was still a little angry.

"What do you like?"

"Various reasons." In fact, there are many valid reasons that can be made up, such as cute appearance, cute appearance, and cute appearance.

But when the time came, he was tired of telling lies and began to speak casually.

Such feelings were never what he was after.

In his opinion, so-called love is nothing more than the novelty between opposite sexes. Once the novelty is gone, it will slowly rot over time.

Only by establishing other stronger connections other than love can two people who come together because of love continue to move forward.

In general, he was already tired of pursuing love - the novelty of his love had long since worn off, and along with the rotten matter, it had been swept away by the sandstorm, leaving no trace.

"Well... I'm sorry, I went too far." What he didn't expect was that after hesitating for a while, Eri took the initiative to admit her mistake to him.

"Why are you suddenly admitting your mistake?"

"But I'm only doing this for your own good—" Eri continued, trying to persuade him, "You can see that yourself, right? That lady doesn't have much romantic interest in you."

"Then?"

"You live in Tokyo, speak like the eldest daughter of an aristocratic family, and are incredibly beautiful... and you..." Speaking of his situation, Eri was silent for a moment, and before she finished, she concluded, "It's difficult..."

"Maybe." He understood the meaning of Huili's words. Perhaps he had thought too selfishly of the other party just now.

"Okay..." Huili stopped trying to persuade him and stamped her feet. "Then do whatever you want!"

Finally, Amano came out from behind the curtain and returned the phone to him expressionlessly.

When he got closer, he saw crystal water droplets hanging on Amano's soft hair, and she seemed to be surrounded by a layer of mist.

She left the bathhouse, carrying her messenger bag, without saying a word.

He also said goodbye to Eri and walked back home.

I checked my phone on the way and found no signs of opening any software. There were no new photos left in the album, whether local, cloud or recycle bin.

Because of this incident, he lost the chance to ask Amano when he would return to Tokyo.

He lay on the bed, looking at the ceiling, his mind blank for a while, and finally took out his cell phone and booked a flight from Tottori to Tokyo on the morning of the 15th.

The tickets back to Tokyo were much more popular than those to Tottori. Even though he had booked the ticket a day or two in advance, the second and third class cabins were already full, and only a few seats were available in the first class cabin.

If you book later, you might have to consider taking the train back.

I returned to Tokyo on the morning of the 15th, which didn't even affect my trip to the Sumida River to watch the fireworks in the evening.

But there will be so many people there that if you don’t have a meeting in advance, you may not meet anyone you know until the end.

The paid seats provided by various businesses near the Sumida River were sold out days ago.

There are also many people who go to the better free spots and even lay out mats a day in advance and sleep on the floor to get a good spot.

He was not very interested in such fireworks, so naturally he didn't care where he watched them.

If he were left alone and had to go, his attention would most likely be focused on the street food.

Buy enough food to fill your stomach, find an inconspicuous street bench to sit on, eat while checking your phone, and wait until the fireworks start.

Take a few glances at the fireworks, and then you can return home contentedly.

When he woke up the next morning, his mother taught him to invite Amano to have breakfast together.

"At least the hotel provides breakfast, right?" He had never stayed in a hotel in the small town.

"Just treat me... What if the breakfast provided by the hotel is not to Miss Amano's taste?"

"Okay..." He had no choice but to agree.

That misunderstanding just happened last night, maybe Amano is still mad at him, why would he come...

He took out his cell phone and sent a message with the mentality of completing his mother's task.

[Inoue: Mother made your breakfast.]
It seems like a deliberate kidnapping, and it's impossible for Amano not to notice it. It might even arouse a rebellious mentality and make him even less likely to come.

He waited for a moment, but still hadn't received any news, so he decided to go to the bathroom to wash his face and brush his teeth.

bite"……"

[Amano: Okay.]
What is "good"?
Did he just agree to it as a matter of course? It was too casual. It felt like the distance between us hadn't widened, but rather it had shortened.

[Inoue: Actually, it will take some time for my mother to prepare breakfast, so there's no need to rush.]
[Amano: Bridge.]
He sent a message, and Amano only replied with one word.

So should I let him go, or do I just want to tell him where I am now?

He was puzzled. He simply washed his face and brushed his teeth, said goodbye to his mother, and walked out of the house.

Amano was playing the trumpet - before he even reached the bridge, he could hear the clear and melodious sound.

There was always a unique charm in Amano's trumpet music. He had listened to many trumpet pieces in recent days, including his own melodies, but he couldn't hear anything like the special feeling he felt in the girl's melody.

If he had to say what he liked about Amano from the bottom of his heart, it would be this.

The fundamental reason for liking him is to fill his own shortcomings, rather than to be a vassal of Amano himself.

Amano was wearing casual clothes today that were easy to move around in. He wore a slim-fitting white long-sleeved sweatshirt on the upper body, light blue sports trousers on the lower body, and white cotton socks and sneakers on his feet.

When he arrived near the bridge, he walked lightly and approached slowly, listening to Amano play the complete version of "Tomorrow Spring".

This was the first time he heard the trumpet version of the entire song.

At the end of the song, Amano noticed his arrival and put down the trumpet.

"Good morning, Inoue-san." She took the initiative to greet him.

"morning……"

"Does it sound good?" She raised her trumpet slightly.

“I’m hearing this for the first time.”

"Are you free today?"

"Want to go to the mountains?"

"Yeah, I want to go and take a look. I brought my trumpet."

"You can take as much time as you want. Just prepare your lunch before you go into the mountains."

If you go deep into the mountains and forests, you may be out of the signal service area.

But he knew his own forest very well, and there was no way he could get lost even if he went into a place without signal coverage.

"Don't you need the other things?" Amano was a little worried.

"If I want to stay in the mountains until night, do I need to bring a flashlight? But my phone has a light function, so it's not really necessary."

"Is there always a signal in the mountains?"

"I'm very familiar with places without signal, so I don't have to worry about getting lost."

"Self-defense equipment..."

"The most dangerous animal in the mountains is the deer. There are no reports of bears appearing in this area, and carnivorous animals like wolves and foxes have also not been seen."

"Where are the trekking poles?"

Amano asked each question with apprehension, as if he were a hiker on a mountain in an undeveloped area for the first time, writing down a bunch of information he'd found online before asking a bunch of questions from a seasoned hiker.

It's a bit cute.

If it were another boy, he would probably like this very much.

"No need." He racked his brains and thought, "If you really need to bring something other than food and water, you can bring a knife."

"Knife?"

"Break off some thick branches and use a knife to trim off the burrs to use as hiking poles. You can also peel the fruit you pick. If you're in an unfamiliar place, you can mark the tree trunks and use them for self-defense..."

He could also sharpen thin branches and use them to catch fish in small rivers and streams. With his current experience, he could always hit the target accurately.

"Oh, and you can also bring a lighter. If you want to experience primitive life, you can also bring flints. If you have the chance, you can grill fish."

"Grilled fish..." Amano rarely failed to follow his train of thought. After all, he was too inexperienced, having always lived in the city...

"Anyway, as long as you don't get lost with me, I can ensure your safe return."

“…Okay.” Amano hesitated for a moment, but still chose to believe him and nodded in agreement.

She put away her trumpet, walked down the bridge with him, and walked side by side towards his home.

"Come to think of it," he asked out of genuine curiosity, "what kind of photos did Eri take last night? If they were secretly taking photos of you, you should have been able to hear the shutter sound."

“…” Amano suddenly stopped when he heard his words.

"Underwear?" he asked again.

"It seems that I really misunderstood you back then, Inoue-san." Amano suddenly smiled with relief.

"Why do you say that suddenly?"

"Nothing..." Amano didn't choose to answer the question directly, and continued to play the riddle, "Does the girl named Eri like you?"

"probably."

"But I hope you can live a good life." Amano said again.

"Maybe." He couldn't help but look at Amano.

This woman's intuition about people is so accurate that it's scary. Maybe she knows exactly which of his lies and which of his truths were true.

"So, what kind of photos were taken..." The more he thought about it, the more curious he became.

"If you really want to know, Inoue-kun can go ask your childhood sweetheart yourself." Amano suddenly lowered his eyelids, quickened his pace as if angry, and walked in front of him.

“…” He followed behind, taking out his cell phone.

[mail]
[What did you film? I want to see it.]
[Hatsu Inoue]
Click Send.

When he was about to finish breakfast, he finally received a response from Huili.

[mail]
[Really want to see it? I can show it to you anytime if you come to the bathhouse—]
[Eri]
He suddenly knew what he was filming...

(End of this chapter)