Laid-Back Life in Tokyo: I Really Didn't Want to Work Hard

Chapter 609 - 388: Wedding (1)_2

"Fellow magic apprentices who share the same plight, after turning thirty, we can all become Great Mages!""Drop dead, who is sharing the same plight with you!"

Tsubokawa Takahiro kept smirking.

The rest area was decorated with screens on both sides, and because of the large windows, the natural light was bright and clear. There were many benches on both sides, occupied by the groom’s relatives and the bride’s relatives.

Occasionally, one could see some very wealthy people.

After sitting there for about half an hour, Uesugi Kenichi and Hanamaru Hiroki, the two fathers, started organizing the guests to leave the hotel and drive to Meiji Shrine for the wedding to be held in the afternoon.

As they walked out of the hotel, Goto Iwao looked at the rows of luxury cars assigned to transport the guests:

"This must cost a lot, right?"

"It’s a wedding!" Tsubokawa glanced at him.

"Has Uesugi become very rich now?"

"Pretty much."

Some subordinates of Hanamaru Hiroki also attended the wedding, and the police officers continuously congratulated him with enthusiastic words like congratulating the Police Chief.

This phenomenon is universal around the world, with only differences in greeting etiquette.

He and Uesugi’s father were busy arranging for everyone to get into the cars.

"It’s really lively," Goto Iwao said, watching the crowd before him, expressing his feelings.

"Isn’t it great?"

"I was thinking, when I get married in the future, I definitely can’t spend this much money. It should be simple."

Tsubokawa Takahiro: "Uesugi told me the same thing before."

"Then why are there still so many people now?"

"Guess it’s because their parents think more people is better."

"I see."

"Uesugi and Hanamaru must be very happy, right?"

"Are you envious? Those two have been childhood sweethearts, and Hanamaru has always liked Uesugi."

"Then which do you think it is: did Uesugi capture Hanamaru, or did Hanamaru capture Uesugi?"

Goto Iwao thought carefully: "Um... it’s really hard to say!"

Tsubokawa Takahiro confidently stated: "It must be Hanamaru who captured Uesugi, that guy."

"Tell me the reason."

"You see, as soon as Uesugi confessed, Hanamaru agreed. What does that tell you?"

"Hanamaru had already been captured by Uesugi?"

"Silly! Think the other way around! Because Uesugi was captured by Hanamaru, that’s why he confessed to Hanamaru."

"Oh, I see..."

Goto Iwao thought again, even fantasizing about having a childhood sweetheart next door capturing him.

Cute and coquettish.

Coming back to his senses, looking at his empty hands, he felt a pang of sadness.

Taking advantage of the fact that people hadn’t finished getting on the cars, he asked Tsubokawa somewhat despondently, "Why don’t I have a childhood sweetheart?"

"Asking me? I don’t have one either!"

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Surrounded by the clear air and lush greenery of Meiji Shrine.

The urban hustle, skyscrapers, and buildings were isolated outside, with the green stone paths surrounded by woods and falling leaves, giving the feeling of being in another world.

Uesugi Sakura had already changed into a black haori, quietly pushing open a door.

Hanamaru Hanabi was sitting in front of a mirror, still wearing the casual outfit she wore when she left, a simple white dress.

"Sakura-kun... why are you here?"

Hanamaru Hanabi turned her head to see him, her eyes and face a bit shy in front of him, seemingly especially embarrassed today.

The two of them were changing clothes in two adjacent rooms, and Hanamaru Hanabi’s beautician was stuck in traffic and would be late.

Uesugi Sakura looked around the room, quietly asking, "There’s no one else here, right?"

"No, no one..."

Uesugi Sakura smiled, walked over, and sat on the stool beside the girl.

Inside the room were screens, the traditional decorations of Meiji Shrine, and outside the window could occasionally be heard the crisp chirping of birds.

"Sakura, Sakura-kun, why did you come over?"

"I missed you."

"We, we’re getting married today... from now on we’ll see each other every day... Sakura-kun doesn’t have to be so impatient..." she said weakly, her small hand constantly fidgeting with the hem of her dress.

"Nervous?" Uesugi Sakura leaned close to her face, looking at her blushing cheeks and adorable eyes.

"No, not at all..."

"You’re definitely nervous, Hanabi was just as nervous when we went to get the marriage certificate."

Hanamaru Hanabi pursed her lips, the blush on her earlobes particularly adorable. ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ????????????????????•????????????????•????????????

She suddenly realized her hand was being held by him, so she followed the direction the hand moved, seeing him looking at her face.

Uesugi Sakura was also looking at her, this cute and familiar face carried so many of his emotions.

"Actually... I have so much to tell Hanabi... words that are so happy, so happy, because today we’re getting married, and Hanabi will become my wife. Standing in front of you, this feeling surges, even more intensely... but when it comes to saying it, I don’t know how to express it, I can only say ’I love you,’ but I think, just saying ’I love you’ isn’t enough to express how I feel right now, so I just wanted to come see you, to say some simple words with you and spend this short time together."

Uesugi Sakura gazed at her cute face.

The eyebrows and eyes like painted lines, the exquisite face outlined as if by a brush.

Her familiar appearance was more exquisite, more mature, with less of the youthful innocence of the past.

He knew, this was a reflection of time, a symbol of Hanabi about to become a wife.

He gently traced his thumb over the back of the girl’s hand, the familiar warmth bringing back memories of the past.

Memories of her following behind him, sometimes pulling on the corner of his clothes, calling him Sakura brother, sometimes with hands full of flowers giving them to him, looking at his joyful smile, sometimes shyly giving him a bento she made in advance...

Uesugi Sakura remembered these and felt even more moved inside.

But he didn’t want her to see the tears gathering in the corners of his eyes, so he lowered his head in front of her.

"Sakura-kun..."

"Sakura-kun always said before that Hanabi would happily cry at the wedding, but now... it’s Sakura-kun who cried first."

Hanamaru Hanabi held his hand, smiling as she spoke to him.

Uesugi Sakura tried to hold back the tears that hadn’t fallen, raising his head, he smiled at her and said, "Yes, I lost."

"Later, Hanabi might cry too... since Sakura-kun already cried, you can’t cry again later."

"That’s not fair."

"It’s fair enough..."

"Later, Hanabi might pounce into my arms crying, but I haven’t pounced into your arms crying yet."

Hanamaru Hanabi looked at his face and smiled, "Sakura-kun is like a little kid."

"Every man is a child; they just grow up and lose the person they can act spoiled with."

"Then... does Sakura-kun want a hug now?"

"Alright, but make sure to hug me tightly."

Hanamaru Hanabi shyly hugged him, resting his head on her delicate shoulder.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Even though it was just a simple hug, Uesugi Sakura cherished it deeply.

The fragrance from her, the softness of her body, and the warmth of the embrace kept reflecting in his heart.

Uesugi Sakura kept snuggling into her embrace, making Hanamaru Hanabi, who was already shy, even more bashful.

"Sakura-kun... Sakura-kun... should... that be enough?"

"No way, not enough, Hanabi is my wife."

"Sakura-kun... we have to get married later... behaving like this will make everyone laugh."

"I don’t care, anyway, Hanabi is my wife."

This embarrassing state lasted until Hanamaru Hanabi’s beautician knocked on the door and came in.

The beautician, a middle-aged woman, didn’t expect the couple to be in the same room at this moment.

The groom showed no unusual expression, but the bride’s face was flushed.

She smiled slightly, this situation wasn’t uncommon.

The groom often sneaks into the bride’s dressing room before the ceremony and teases her until she’s blushing.

Hanamaru Hanabi’s shyness and modesty just confirmed this perspective.

The beautician bowed to both of them and then shooed Uesugi Sakura out, saying the bride needed to change, and no men were allowed.

Uesugi Sakura, once ushered out, found little Aei in the corridor.

"Big brother is so happy," she said, smiling.

"Aei, what are you doing here?"

"Came to find brother and sister."

Uesugi Sakura reached out to pat her head, "Good girl, can you and Chiaei do big brother a favor later?"

"What is it?"

"After the vows, brother will kiss sister Hanabi outside, and you will take pictures, okay?"

"Sister Hanabi won’t get mad, will she?"

"She won’t, she’ll just get shy."

"Ah, Sakura!"

Uesugi Sakura’s and Hanamaru Sakura’s mothers hurriedly approached, "Quickly, quickly, check your outfit. Everyone is in the banquet hall; the wedding is about to start!"

Uesugi Sakura looked at the two excited mothers, smiled, and agreed:

"Okay."