In Tokyo, I just want salted fish

Chapter 43
"Um"

Hanamaru Hanabi moved her little face closer, and her gentle breath became clearer, with a sweet fragrance of lilies,
"Dad is seldom like that at home. He never tells me and my mother about work, and he doesn't let me go to his work place to watch it. This is the first time I know that Dad's swordsmanship is so powerful.

"Usually, he just mentioned it casually."

Speaking of which, for so many years, Uesugi Kai has indeed never seen the work of Hanamaru Hiroki, he only knows that he is a police officer working at the Shinjuku Police Station.

Hanamaru Hanabi's white hands gently swam across her cheeks, soothing the purple wound, and Kai Uesugi looked at her very close eyes and asked:

"Uncle Hiroki's job is dangerous? I remember he often warned us not to walk around Kabukicho."

"Well, Dad always said that there are a lot of bad guys on his side, so let Huahuo not go to see it."

Hanamaru Hanabi's tone was very gentle, slowly put down her outstretched right hand, and asked with concern:

"Uesugi-kun, is it still hurting?"

There was a cool and refreshing feeling from the plaster on the cheeks, and it really didn't hurt so much.

"Thank you, it doesn't hurt that much."

"That's good." A cute smile appeared on Hanamaru Hanabi's face.

That lovely face is especially moving at this night.

It is said that after entering puberty, a unique pheromone will be released. Uesugi Uesugi, who has become a great magician in two lifetimes, can deeply feel the role of this pheromone in the body.

Why didn't you notice her before?

Under the clear moonlight, Kai Uesugi stretched out his hand involuntarily, and pressed it against her soft cheek.

"Uemuesugi-kun?!"

She was startled by this sudden movement, shrank her body to the side, opened her eyes wide in surprise and looked at Uesugi Kai, her hands curled up nervously, a little afraid but not overly resistant.

The touch of the fingertips was so crystal clear that Hanamaru Hanabi's cheeks suddenly turned a shy red and began to feel hot.

Kai Uesugi touched her face lightly, feeling her presence, and under her surprised and terrified eyes, he showed a soft smile:

"Huahuo, the moonlight tonight is very pleasant."

April [-]th, Friday, weather: light rain

April in Tokyo is already mixed with cold air. This cloudy day without sunshine seems to cast a haze full of coolness on the whole city.

Kaoru Uesugi, who had just returned to his room after washing, opened the blinds that were not closed tightly.

"It looks like it's going to rain."

Looking into the distance, the high-rise buildings lined with iron and steel also became melancholy under the cloudy clouds.

He glanced at the dial in his hand.

7:02:03
It's too early.

April [-]th,

At the end of the skyline, on the other side of the ocean, it's a big day.

Ching Ming Festival.

This is not only a solemn festival for sweeping tombs and worshiping ancestors, but also a joyful festival for people to go out and play.

Tomb-sweeping Day is an important carrier for inheriting beliefs, and offering sacrifices to Tomb-sweeping Day is an important way to thank ancestors and get close to family members.

Sacrificial sacrifices and outings are all completed on this day.

Be grateful for offering sacrifices to ancestors and caring for family members closely.

Therefore, the two almost opposite words "serious" and "joyful" can simultaneously constitute this festival.

However, the Ching Ming Festival in Japan needs to wait until August.

Because it was still early, his mother didn't rush to ask him to eat, so Kai Uesugi put on his school uniform and went downstairs.

Came to the corridor in front of the living room.

Hearing the smooth and even footsteps on the stairs, Noriko Uesugi, who was making breakfast in the kitchen, said casually to the corridor next to her:
"Good morning."

"Well, good morning."

Kai Uesugi replied, glanced at the steaming casserole on the stove, and continued to walk towards the connected living room.

Sitting skillfully opposite Uesugi Kenichi, he was about to drink the milk that had been warmed up on the table.

But as soon as he held the cup, he found it was very hot, so he gave up decisively.

"What's the matter with your face?"

Uesugi Kenichi asked, looking at the white cotton tied on Uesugi Kai's face.

"Being beaten."

Hearing this, Uesugi Kenichi suddenly smiled, and said happily: "Haha, did someone at school feel very upset when they saw that you were more handsome than him, so they dragged you to the toilet and beat you up?"

"."

"Dad, aren't you angry about your son being beaten?"

"Not at all," Kenichi Uesugi said solemnly, "Actually, I have always wanted to understand what it is like to beat up my son so that I can find my feeling as a father."

Knowing his experience, Uesugi Kai glanced at him: "Just because grandpa beat you since childhood, are you going to take revenge on your son for this kind of thing?"

He has been very mature in all aspects since he was a child, far surpassing his peers, which caused Kenichi Uesugi to never find a chance to beat him up since he was a child.

"Of course!"

Uesugi Kenichi left the mouse on the table with his right hand, folded his arms across his chest,
"Your grandpa liked to beat up our brothers and sisters since he was a child. In order to experience the feeling of being that kind of bastard father, I have been looking for opportunities all the time."

"Pure crooked ways, that's how the domestic violence men in the news were born." Uesugi Kai took a sip of the slightly cold milk.

"It's not a domestic violence man. Your father and I just want to experience the feeling of reprimanding our son."

Uesugi Kai glanced again, observing his father's expression.

He leaned back in the chair, his tone was flirtatious, with a smile on his face, and there was a trace of casualness between the lines.

The combination of these details is very obvious, it is just a joke.

He ignored him and continued to drink his own hot milk.

After a while,

"Ahem," Uesugi Kenichi sat up straight and became serious, "Come back to business, what's the matter with your injury?"

"Being beaten."

"Who hit it?"

"Hanamaru Hiroki."

"Hanamaru Hiroki?"

Uesugi Kenichi laughed suddenly, "Hahaha, how does it feel to be beaten by your prospective father-in-law?"

"." Uesugi Kai didn't speak.

"Hahaha, if it were me, I would have to give you a good beating. My 15-year-old daughter was raped by a pig before she was raised, and she still lives next door."

"Hey," Uesugi Kai became serious, "Did you say that about your son? As a father, shouldn't you be happy when your son brings back a girlfriend?"

"Happiness is happiness," Uesugi Kenichi couldn't hold back his smile, and the glasses on his nose couldn't cover the corners of his eyes, "but when I think of that guy Hiroki's bitter face, I can't help it."

"."

Of course, as a father, his son would be very happy to bring back a girlfriend.

But if his daughter suddenly brought back a boyfriend, it would be very uncomfortable as a father.

Obviously, Kenichi Uesugi belongs to the former, and he is not happy.

(End of this chapter)