Tokyo: Something's wrong with my label

Chapter 145 Buying a Villa and Weekend Guidance

"Let me get it for you." Yasushi Aragaki stared at the three bottles of drinks held in Shoko Watanabe's arms.

He reached out his hand and gently took the drink from Shoko Watanabe's hand.

Watanabe Shoko was slightly startled, then nodded.

The two of them took drinks and walked slowly back to the student union room.

Along the way, they didn't speak, but the air was still filled with that ambiguous and subtle atmosphere.

Watabe Shoko secretly glanced at Aragaki Yasushi from time to time, and then quickly looked away, as if she was afraid of being discovered by him.

When they gently pushed open the door of the student union room, a stream of cool air came to their faces along with the cool breeze from the indoor air conditioner, which seemed to wash away the summer heat for the two of them.

The door slowly opened inward, revealing the spacious and bright space inside the student union.

Several rectangular tables are neatly placed indoors. The desktops are piled with various documents, materials and folders, which look a bit messy but reveal a working atmosphere.

There is a row of bookshelves on one side of the wall, filled with various books and magazines.

Fujiwara Mashiro was sitting at the table, her eyes fixed on the documents in front of her, and the pen in her hand danced rapidly on the paper, making a rustling sound.

When Shoko Watanabe and Yasushi Aragaki walked into the student union room, Mashiro Fujiwara raised his head and saw them.

A faint smile immediately appeared on her face.

Fujiwara Mashiro put down the pen in his hand, stood up, and welcomed their arrival.

"You are back!" Fujiwara Mashiro's voice was crisp.

At this time, Hayao Miyasaka, who was sitting on the sofa playing with his mobile phone, also raised his head.

Her eyes glanced back and forth between Watanabe Shoko and Aragaki Yasushi.

Then he smiled and said, "Come back after you bought drinks."

Shoko Watanabe handed the drinks in her hands to Fujiwara Mashiro and Miyasaka Hayami, then walked to her seat and sat down.

Her movements are light and natural, revealing a free and easy temperament.

Aragaki Yasushi also sat down, and he chose to sit on the sofa opposite Hayao Miyasaka and Shoko Watabe.

With their arrival, the originally quiet atmosphere in the student union immediately became lively.

Fujiwara Mashiro also walked to the sofa and sat down, opened the drink, and chatted with them while drinking the drink.

……

In the afternoon of the next day, the afterglow of the setting sun fell like golden dust on the activity room of the Kendo Club, dyeing the cold wooden floor and the bamboo sword hanging on the wall a warm orange-red color.

The air in the room seemed to still have the residual warmth after training, as well as the unique hot smell of kendo uniforms.

Occasionally, a breeze passes through the window, bringing a touch of coolness, gently blowing the hanging sword spikes, making a subtle sound, as if telling a dialogue between the sword and the wind.

Aragaki Jing had just finished an intense training session, and sweat was still hanging on his forehead, but he had already begun to carefully organize his kendo equipment.

His movements were methodical, revealing a calmness and calmness.

Although Yamashiro Nana often took the initiative to help him organize it before, he was not very skilled in this aspect.

But after all, he has the two labels of "housework proficient" and "diligence can make up for weakness".

With the blessing of labels, Aragaki quickly mastered the trick of organizing, so that his kendo equipment is always in order.

Just as he was about to leave, Yamashiro Nana's slightly hasty footsteps suddenly came from behind.

The sound was like a drumbeat, getting denser and denser until her figure appeared in his sight.

She was wearing traditional kendo uniform, and her white clothes exuded a holy and elegant temperament under the setting sun.

The kendo uniform fit her slender figure tightly and outlined her perfect curves.

Her waist was so slender that it seemed as if it would break if she bent it lightly, but it was full of flexibility and strength.

Yamashiro Nana's legs are slender and straight, like carefully carved works of art, and each step is firm and powerful.

The afterglow of the setting sun casts mottled light and shadow on her body, making her outline more three-dimensional and vivid.

Her figure is tall and elegant, like a birch tree standing proudly in the wind, both soft and tough.

There was a trace of nervousness and expectation on Yamashiro Nana's face, and her eyes shone with determination like stars.

Aragaki stopped, turned around, and looked at her gently.

There was a searching look in his eyes, as if he could see through her inner anxiety.

Under his gaze, Yamashiro Nana's heart beat faster involuntarily.

"Aragaki-kun, please wait a moment!" She finally caught up with him and said somewhat breathlessly.

There was a tremor in her voice, revealing her inner nervousness and uneasiness.

Aragaki Jing looked at her, nodded slightly, and motioned for her to continue.

There was a hint of encouragement and understanding in his eyes, as if to say: Senior Yamashiro, no matter what you want to say, I will listen carefully.

Yamashiro Nana took a deep breath and tried to calm down her nervous mood.

She raised her head, met Aragaki's gaze, and then said hesitantly: "That... that... Aragaki-kun, are you free on the weekend?"

Her voice grew quieter and quieter, until it was almost a murmur.

But Aragaki Jing still heard her words clearly.

There was a glimmer of amusement in his eyes.

"Could it be that you are inviting yourself on a date?"

Aragaki Jing thought so.

After all, his charm is something that ordinary people cannot resist.

Aragaki Yasu smiled and said, "Well, I don't have much to do this weekend. Does Yamashiro-senpai have any plans?"

His voice was soft and kind, as if there was a kind of magic that made Yamashiro Nana's nervous mood calm down a little.

She mustered up her courage and continued: "I would like to ask you to coach me in kendo on weekends. I wonder if you have time?"

After saying this, a faint blush appeared on her face, as if she felt a little shy for her presumption.

But she still looked at Aragaki Yasushi firmly, waiting for his answer.

Aragaki Jing looked at her serious expression and expectant eyes, and couldn't help but feel a ripple in his heart.

He smiled slightly, nodded and said, "Of course, I will be happy to teach you the art of swordsmanship."

Hearing this answer, Yamashiro Nana breathed a sigh of relief, and a bright smile immediately broke out on her face.

Her eyes shone with joy and gratitude, as if she had found some precious treasure.

"Aragaki-kun, just call me Nana."

There was a hint of kindness and expectation in Yamashiro Nana's voice. She hoped that the relationship with Aragaki Yasushi would be closer.

After saying this, a faint blush appeared on her face, as if she felt a little shy about her boldness. Then, she nodded vigorously, with a firm light shining in her eyes: "Thank you, Aragaki-kun, I will definitely work hard and won't let you down."

Although her voice was not loud, it was full of firmness and determination, as if every word was telling her love for kendo and her expectations for the future.

Aragaki Jing looked at her serious expression and firm eyes, and couldn't help feeling a little relieved and moved in his heart.

He knew that Nana Yamashiro was a very potential kendo player, and her hard work and persistence would lead her to a higher stage.

So, he smiled and said: "Come on, Nana."

His voice was soft and kind, as if there was a kind of magic that made Yamashiro Nana feel extremely reassured and inspired.

After saying this, he gently patted Yamashiro Nana on the shoulder, then turned and left the activity room.

His back looked particularly tall and straight in the afterglow of the setting sun, like an insurmountable mountain.

Yamashiro Nana watched his back gradually go away, and a warm current surged in her heart.

She knew that she was about to embark on a new kendo journey, and Aragaki Yasushi would be her most solid backing and supporter.

Nana Yamashiro watched his figure go away, feeling relieved and starting to look forward to the weekend training.

……

In the middle of the night, Makihara Takehara was dripping with sweat and lay on the bed very tired.

Aragaki Jing held her in his arms, and her body gradually relaxed in Aragaki Jing's arms, as if melting into his warmth.

With her face pressed against his chest, she could clearly hear his steady and powerful heartbeat, which made her feel extremely reassured.

Aragaki gently held her waist, and that hand seemed to have magic power, making her feel a warm current spreading from her waist throughout her body.

Takehara Maki felt her fatigue dissipate little by little in this warm embrace, replaced by a deep tranquility and satisfaction.

The moonlight shines on the two people through the window, as if covering them with a layer of silver gauze.

"Maki, I'm going to change my house."

Takehara Maki raised his head slightly, and his eyes, which were originally a little heavy due to fatigue, flashed brightly after hearing Aragaki Yasushi's words.

The surprise and curiosity in her eyes were like meteors streaking across the night sky, brief but bright.

"Change a house? Why do you suddenly want to change a house?" Her voice was still a little tired, but more of a curiosity about Aragaki Yasushi's decision.

Aragaki Jing looked at her, his deep eyes full of love and doting for her.

He gently reached out his hand and gently stroked her hair. His movements were so gentle that he was afraid of disturbing her tranquility at the moment.

"I want to give you a better living environment, a villa with a garden and a swimming pool. We can live more comfortably."

After a short silence, Takehara Maki finally spoke out about her concerns.

Although her voice is not loud, it exudes an air of determination and independence.

"However, my part-time job is very close to my current apartment. If I move to a villa, I will have to quit my part-time job."

She looked at Aragaki Jing, with a trace of reluctance and helplessness in her eyes.

Aragaki Jing gently held her hand, and those big hands seemed to be able to convey endless strength and warmth to her.

He looked at her deeply, his eyes full of understanding and respect for her.

"Maki, I know you like that part-time job very much, and I know you work hard." His voice was soft but firm, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from the bottom of his heart.

He paused and continued: "But, I don't want you to be so hard. You don't need to work so hard. If you move to a villa, you can have more time to do the things you like. I hope you can live a happy life. A more relaxed, free life.”

Listening to Aragaki Yasu's words, Takehara Maki felt warm in her heart. She knew that he really cared about her and didn't want her to work so hard.

However, she didn't want to rely entirely on him, "Araguan, I know you do it for my own good, but I don't want to rely entirely on you to support me."

Aragaki Yasushi looked at her firm eyes and felt a slight movement in his heart. He knew that Takehara Maki was a very independent person and didn't like to rely entirely on others.

After hesitating for a moment, Takehara Maki finally nodded and agreed to Aragaki Yasushi's proposal.

She knew that this decision meant that she would have to quit her beloved part-time job, but it also meant that she would have more time to pursue her dreams and interests.

Takehara Maki's eyes sparkled with anticipation and longing for a new life, but also mixed with a trace of reluctance and helplessness.

She took a deep breath, as if trying to calm her inner turmoil.

"In this case, wait until tomorrow afternoon and I will talk to the store manager."

Although Takehara Maki's voice was calm, Aragaki could feel the determination in her heart.

Whenever she makes a decision, she no longer worries about gain or loss and is indecisive.

……

At noon the next day, after eating a bento made by Takehara Maki in class.

After finishing his lunch, Aragaki stood up and left the classroom, arriving on the rooftop of the school.

He stood on the edge of the rooftop, overlooking the entire campus, feeling the refreshing breeze blowing on his cheeks.

As a student union official, he naturally holds the key to the rooftop.

He took out his cell phone, looked up Saionji Tetsuya's number, and dialed the number.

The ringing of the phone echoed on the empty rooftop, appearing particularly clear.

"Hello, are you the senior of Saionji?" Aragaki Yasushi's tone was very calm.

"Well, it's me, Senior Aragaki, what's the matter?" Saionji Tetsuya's familiar voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Senior, I want to ask you for a favor." Aragaki paused and continued.

"I plan to change my environment and buy a villa, but I don't know much about it, so I would like to ask you to help introduce it."

Saionji Tetsuya was silent for a moment on the other end of the phone, seeming to be thinking about something.

"Well, no problem." Tetsuya Saionji's voice broke the silence, "I can help you introduce some good villas. Do you have any specific requirements? Such as location, price, environment, etc."

After hearing that Tetsuya Saionji agreed to help, Yasushi Aragaki told him his request. "I hope the villa is not too far from the city, has a quieter environment, and has a larger area. There is not much of a problem in terms of price."

"Okay, I understand. I will help you find a suitable villa as soon as possible." Tetsuya Saionji said.

"Thank you, senior." Aragaki said gratefully.

"You're welcome, Aragaki, you should help." Tetsuya Saionji said with a smile.

"Come to my house another day to continue sparring and compete in swordsmanship."

After hanging up the phone, Aragaki felt much more relaxed.

He knew that with the help of Tetsuya Saionji and relying on the power of the Saionji family, it would not be too difficult to find a villa that met his requirements.

Just when Aragaki Jing was about to leave the rooftop, the door to the rooftop was pushed open and someone came to the rooftop.

(End of this chapter)