CHAPTER 460: CHAPTER 322 THE FUTURE ENVISIONED_2

"In matters of being silly or not, it’s not for you to decide, it’s for me to decide."

"Why?" Her voice held a slight grievance; she didn’t like being called silly because she knew she was a bit clumsy.

"Because I’m your boyfriend. I know almost everything about you inside out, so when it comes to whether you’re silly or not, I have the most say."

"Sakura... you never say that when you’re about to kiss Hanabi..."

"Well, I’m not kissing you right now, am I?"

The sunlight flickered in her eyes; her delicate features seemed to be covered with a layer of dreamy golden glitter, her eyes, nose, and lips were adorable and enticingly tender.

Uesugi Sakura didn’t expect that he’d be so captivated by her in that brief moment; her small hand felt soft and girlish in his.

"How about... a kiss now? Then I won’t call you silly."

Hanamaru Hanabi pouted, raising her little face, and said angrily, "No way!"

"I’ll make you a cup of milk coffee when we get home if you let me kiss you now."

"No."

"How about spicy cake? Didn’t you really like it yesterday?"

"No."

"How about a shark plushie?"

Shark...

Hanamaru Hanabi hesitated for a moment and then quickly responded, "No."

Uesugi Sakura gently patted her small hand, softly comforting, "Just one kiss, you’ll get both the spicy cake and the shark plushie, how about that?"

"Sakura... you just use the things Hanabi likes to coax people..."

The girl spoke with slight resentment, then suddenly tiptoed, raised her face, grasped his hand with one of hers, placed the other on his shoulder, closed her eyes, and lightly pecked his lips.

Though it was just a peck, the dreamy feeling from her taking the initiative still lingered on his lips, neither too far nor too close...

When she landed back on her feet, her face regained the unique shyness of a girl.

"Sakura... Hanabi doesn’t like anyone else... won’t leave your side... so... Hanabi also hopes that Sakura won’t let her leave his side..."

"Hmm? Isn’t that a given?"

Uesugi Sakura didn’t say anything more, just held her hand and led her towards the park.

As they walked along the road, many people could see they were a couple; the girl was composed and shy, being pulled by the hand by the boy walking in front. Just seeing the girl’s bashful demeanor brought a knowing smile to their faces.

"Many people say they’re here for a walk in the park, but they’re actually here to see you." Uesugi Sakura stood in front of her, his heart already full of love for the girl who would accompany him for a lifetime.

"Sakura, are you jealous...?"

"You think I’m like you?"

"Hanabi, on the contrary, hopes that Sakura will get jealous..." Hanamaru Hanabi said weakly.

"Well, I know Hanabi cares a lot about me, but I’m not the kind of person who would keep you hidden at home. The cherry blossoms in Ueno Park are beautiful, but because people share and describe their beauty, it allows a more vague dream to grow in those who haven’t seen them. I’m certainly selfish, but I’m not at the point where I’d get annoyed just because a stranger looked at you. On the contrary, I hope they look more so they can envy me for having such a beautiful wife."

Hearing him say "wife," Hanamaru Hanabi instinctively gripped his hand tighter, her cheeks blushing once again: "We haven’t even gotten married yet..."

"Don’t you want to?" Uesugi Sakura asked with a smile.

"Of course I do..."

"Then there’s no harm in me calling you that beforehand."

Standing in front of the fountain at Ueno Park, Uesugi Sakura wanted to once again call out an affectionate nickname to the girl, but she interrupted him.

"Sakura, better not call me that yet." Hanamaru Hanabi nervously pinched her skirt. In situations like this, she usually tangled both small hands together, but since one hand was held, she could only pinch her skirt.

This was a small sign of her embarrassment and shyness.

"You embarrassed?"

"Yeah..."

"Wifey." Uesugi Sakura called out lovingly but in a calm tone.

"Sakura..." Hanamaru Hanabi looked at him, and with just that word, she tightened her grip on her skirt, her face lowering.

"Wifey."

Hanamaru Hanabi lowered her face further, her ears blushing a deep red, irresistibly cute.

She was a simple girl, and just being called "wifey" made her incredibly shy.

Even though he couldn’t hear it, Uesugi Sakura knew her little heart was pounding, and her side profile inadvertently had a sweet blush.

A 17-year-old girl still held many fantasies and dreams about everything.

Knowing she was imagining these things, Uesugi Sakura helped paint the picture of their future life with words: "After we get married, we’ll live an ordinary life. We’ll have a coffee shop in a quiet corner; though not famous, it will have loyal customers who come every afternoon. I’ll make coffee for them, and you’ll serve them simple meals. After the busy day, we’ll wash dishes together in the kitchen, chat about fun things, and if we’re in the mood, we might look at the moon in the night sky, leaning on each other. No big waves, but just sharing a smile under the moonlight brings immense happiness."

Girls are always sentimental. Hearing this, Hanamaru Hanabi imagined these things and couldn’t help but hug him, snuggling deeper into his embrace.

Uesugi Sakura held her in return and asked with a smile, "So, do you want to get married?"

"Yes... I really do..." she mumbled into his chest, her eyes already watery.

"Then can we take a bath together today?"

"Okay."

Uesugi Sakura hadn’t expected her to agree so readily, testingly saying, "I might do something naughty."

"That’s... okay too." Hanamaru Hanabi just nestled her face in his chest.

"Really?"

"Yeah!"

With a sure voice, she hugged tight, and Uesugi Sakura thought, that’s how many young girls are likely to be fooled by men.

Painting them a future, depicting small and exquisite happiness, making them moved, and then they’re left reckless, driven by love.

She’s really easy to coax.

The rest of their time in the park, Hanamaru Hanabi’s eyes were glistening, spotted by some passersby who thought he was intentionally bullying the young girl.

What a good child, how could she end up with the wrong person?

Uesugi Sakura could read the thoughts from their expressions, intriguingly opposite to the passersby who thought they were meant to be just now.

When she smiles, they’re a perfect couple.

When she cries, she’s matched with the wrong person.

Apparently, everyone sides with the pretty girl.

"Alright, alright, I was just talking; no need to be so moved."

"But... but..." Hanamaru Hanabi rubbed her tears when looking at him, "I really like Sakura..."

"I know, I know, I like Hanabi too, don’t worry," Uesugi Sakura patted the girl’s back, softly comforting her, "Do you want to eat something? It’s my treat."

They had exited Ueno Park and were now on the street.

"I want ramen..."

"Ramen? Hmm, I remember there’s an Ichiran Ramen near Ueno Park." Uesugi Sakura led her forward.

Passing through the Tokyo Culture Hall, they soon saw the Ichiran Ramen sign.

"Yeah, it’s in front. Is it five times spicy again this time?"

Hanamaru Hanabi shook her head behind him.

"Ten times?"

No response.

"Twenty times?"

She nodded her little head.

Uesugi Sakura forced a smile, "I’ll eat with you."

"Sakura can just eat the regular one."

"It’s okay, today I want spicy too."

"Really...?"

"Of course."

As soon as Uesugi Sakura confidently said that, he thought to himself that if he had to suffer, so be it. After all, he made the girl cry and if he wanted to make her happy, he had to put in extra effort.

"Actually..."

"Actually what?" Uesugi Sakura noticed she looked embarrassed to speak.

"Sakura...."

She didn’t finish, but Uesugi Sakura understood her meaning: "Want me to feed you?"

"Yes." The girl nodded shyly.

"No problem, your wish is granted."

Uesugi Sakura gave a faint smile, holding her small hand, and the two walked together towards the ramen shop.

The gentle breeze on the street lightly brushed past the girl’s light skirt.