People in Tokyo, the world is clear

Apparently, the bird's head subconsciously lifted up a little, and it was obvious that it gained some pride from this approving attitude.

"This was probably one of the few times I was able to fight against my father's oppression."

"It seems my dear was always smart, but he became stupid after falling in love with me."

"Don't be so self-righteous... ah!!"

Before she could throw away the thorn, Kobayashi Rimei suddenly covered her mouth to suppress the sound that suddenly came out of her throat.

It was because her husband had already walked around behind her and put his arms around her waist.

He placed his head on her shoulder and whispered intimately:

"No wonder you have beautiful legs and hips too. I really like them."

"Wasn't it just this morning...why...?"

Flamingo couldn't help but complain.

Then, he subconsciously looked around and noticed that the high school girls not far away were looking at him with ambiguity, curiosity and even envy.

The subconscious struggling movement suddenly slowed down and slowly stopped.

His heartbeat quickened, and he lowered his head to avoid the young girls' gazes.

"Don't..." Her voice gradually became sickening, and she begged softly, "Someone is watching..."

"It's only natural for honeymoon couples to cuddle and show affection like this. Others will probably just envy you, so why be shy about it?"

"I'm not shy..." someone said in a whisper, "It's just that I don't want to do this in public with Yixiao Dafang-kun..."

"If you continue like this, I will be unhappy."

Hearing this, the husband behind her suddenly lowered his voice.

"?!"

Suddenly, a slight palpitation of the heartbeat hit her. Then, a sense of guilt and shame naturally brewed in her heart.

Listening to his complaints mixed with a bit of strange grievance:

"It's clearly our honeymoon, but I still can't hear any straightforward good words. Sometimes I wonder if you're not being honest, or if you're just a little annoyed with me."

"!"

The latter, definitely doesn't exist.

But, should I just say it directly...

It is very counter-habitual to suddenly change the mode of language expression.

Generally speaking, people won’t try it unless they are under great stimulation.

But at this moment, Kobayashi Rimei knew in her heart that his request was not excessive.

I want to transcribe straightforward and pleasant words, instead of racking my brains to twist the words... It would be a novel experience to do this occasionally, right?

But...to be honest, I'm a little shy.

It's a bit too much to ask an introverted girl to suddenly become outspoken.

However, her husband behind her sighed softly.

The hands that were tightly wrapped around her waist gradually loosened their strength and were about to be pulled away.

Unhappy?

Along with such speculation comes a feeling of emptiness in the heart.

For a moment, a strange sour taste surged up, and it scratched my heart like a carbonated drink touching my mouth.

Subconsciously, Kobayashi Rimei raised her hands slightly and pressed down the arms that were about to be pulled away from her waist.

His breathing gradually deepened. Using almost all his strength, he squeezed out a few words from his throat:

"I will never...never get tired of you. I, always, like..."

"Be quiet."

"I like you! I like you the most!!"

The sudden exclamation even startled the young people who were playing beach volleyball on both sides of the temporary net nearby.

Following the sound, everyone saw a pair of figures hugging each other from the front and back.

After shouting, the beautiful and graceful woman fell into the arms of the young man behind her as if she had used up her last bit of strength.

With her eyes closed, she reached out a hand to stroke the side of his face as he lowered his head and leaned towards her.

Viewed from the front, the two faces, both in their prime, appear to be partially overlapping.

In the gradually warming summer light, there is a beautiful and memorable kissing scene——

"Ohh ...

The high school girls who were also looking over there let out overlapping exclamations of envy and joy.

The temporary beach volleyball court was no exception - a few jealous single young men turned around with depressed expressions, refusing to eat this mouthful of sweet dog food that had fallen from the sky.

There are also girls with shining eyes who run to their boyfriends and act coquettishly, hoping to get the same romance.

However, these actually have nothing to do with the two parties involved——

After a few tens of seconds, the guy who had just overcome his shame had almost turned into a fool who had lost the ability to think.

She was panting, her eyes were dim and had lost their luster, and half of her husband's shadow was reflected in her beautiful eyes.

Her lips were slightly open, and it took her a long time to recover.

It was not until he was led along for a run, and his tongue, which was kept almost sticking out, touched the taste of grilled snacks from a nearby seaside shop, that he regained some vitality.

She was speechless for a moment, and turned her head away to avoid the man who smiled and leaned over to stare at her, stammering to make up for the sweet words she had just said:

"When it comes to forcing people to do things they don't want to do, you, the heartless one, are truly adept at it. Truly, it's not a shame to be so."

"I like you too. I love you. That's for sure."

"..."

A certain silly woman's mouth suddenly couldn't hold back her smile. After a while, she snorted softly, didn't respond, and pretended to raise her head leisurely, putting on a normal smile as if admiring the distant seascape.

But, I'm still a little shy... Will people keep staring at me because of this?

The flamingo looked at the witnesses with some worry.

The volleyball players had already started playing again on their own - among them, one or two pairs of men and women held hands and left the main group, heading straight for the city buildings in the opposite direction of the coast.

As for the female high school students, there are new activities.

I met an elegant young man holding a camera, and with a healthy rosy blush on my face, I watched him communicate with a polite demeanor.

Under this man's command, they gathered together with a smile and formed a messy formation.

After hearing the voice of "Remember to get closer this time, the previous few pictures were a little separated... Well, run!", he started to run with a giggle, showing an awkward running posture.

"what..."

Taking in that youthful feeling, Kobayashi Rimei felt both relieved and moved.

The incident just now was probably just the tip of the iceberg of daily beach life. After causing a small stir, it quickly passed.

When so many lives are intertwined, perhaps only you can more deeply appreciate and remember the warmth and sweetness that belongs to you.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but clench my fingers, apply a little force, and tightly hold that reassuring big hand.

Then, she opened her eyes wide in surprise, listening to his words as if they were telepathic:

"I remember a quote from the great writer who lived here in his later years. Time flows homogeneously through everyone, yet everyone spends time differently."

"You, the ignorant one, have actually heard this..."

"In your study, there's a collection of Kawabata's sayings. You underlined this sentence in that line with a tilde."

"......"

Suddenly I felt wonderfully moved and sweet.

Surprisingly, I remember it so clearly...

Only oneself can deeply feel and experience the feeling of knowing that one is being cared for in detail - this once again verifies this point.

For the first time, Kobayashi Rimei felt something substantial, fulfilling, and real called happiness.

But contrary to her almost humming satisfaction, the greedy person did not stop there.

Glancing at the girls running happily in the distance, he suddenly seemed to become interested.

He took his wife's hand and led her, who was surprised, to take a step forward:

"Did you celebrate holidays like this when you were in high school?"

"No."

“For me, it’s a bit regrettable.”

"?"

Being pulled and slowly running on the beach, Kobayashi Rimei saw the only person in her sight.

I saw him turn his head and smile at me casually.

"If you, at seventeen, wore clothes like that, you would be a hundred times more youthful and beautiful than those kids."

"I suddenly want to go back to that time, see you like that, and make you fall in love with me too... Isn't that a bit too greedy?"

Chapter 106: Investment Mentoring

One thing that feels very old is...

A large part of Kamakura's railway tracks are built directly on the road.

A somewhat dated green iron carriage trundled along the pale gray asphalt, rubbing shoulders with family cars and even pedestrians. Simple, low-pixel LED lights hung beneath the tangled web of electrical wires along the street, illuminating at the same time as the traffic lights, signaling "Attention!"

Further to the edge are dense telephone poles, buildings of varying heights and messy signs.

Small towns in Japan always have a strange sense of chaos. The city's naive life is often sparked by the construction of a railway station. The warning thump of the passing trains, a clamorous pulse that keeps the blood flowing, is like life itself.

At the end of the country's urbanization era, people from the surrounding countryside gathered here and settled down in this small seaside town in Kanagawa, just to be closer to the neighboring dream city.

I hope that at some point in the future, I can live a Tokyo life like in a movie.

Will the city finally reward them?

Perhaps, in the end, the prosperity of the Tokyo metropolitan area failed to extend here, but the disappointment was so dull that it seemed as if it had never appeared.

The girl who stumbled and pouted in grievance on the way to summer cram school because her father, who was not careful enough in carrying her bag, would eventually take root in this city which was supposed to be a springboard for her to stay temporarily, integrate into the original residents, and become the most authentic Kamakura person.

"Perhaps this is the most magical part of life. Dreams and destinations are always in our hearts, and we long to take steps towards them. Sometimes, our feet unconsciously take root in the land beneath us."

"So, I'm the permanent stopover for Mr. Compromise when he runs out of money to buy a ticket?"

This question made the young man who had started the conversation laugh:

"I'm different from most people. I disdain the idyllic world of extravagance and extravagance. Under the starry sky, all I want is a paradise. I just hope to grow old in peace and happiness with the one I hold hands with."

"You're pretty quick to get yourself out of this." Kobayashi Rimei tutted. "Are you the only one who's the protagonist of the movie, with the spotlight always shining on you?"

"Of course I feel this way sometimes. Otherwise, how could I have met such a rare and lovely woman?"

After being bombarded with comments over the past two days, Ms. Li Ya has become somewhat immune to the so-called sweet talk.

Naturally, he no longer showed any expression that indicated any flaws.

As I boarded the train back to the city, I couldn't help but sigh and express my regret for my honeymoon trip:

"I never thought visibility could be so poor even in the summer. There were days when I couldn't even see the silhouette of Mount Fuji at Nanarihama Beach."

"Perhaps this is a warning from fate. Even if the sun is shining brightly now, the future is shrouded in fog and may not necessarily be happy."

"Has Mr. Malice considered the future of emotional collapse?"

"When the sword of Damocles hangs over your head, you can better appreciate and cherish the happiness you have. One thing I believe has never changed: there is no eternal happiness. Even if a relationship takes root, it needs to be nurtured and cultivated to prevent it from withering with regret."

Thus whispered the unpleasant possibility.

But on the train's horizontal seat, the young husband, in front of the envious gazes of the passengers nearby, was kissing his beautiful wife on the cheek, who was sitting next to him with shining eyes and a slightly shy and resistant movement.