Tokyo: The life of a literary giant begins with home self-defense!

Chapter 197: Cucumber Falls into My Mouth 4
"Why is he here?"

"Yakuoji Temple is one of the main temples of the Shingon sect. It's not normal for him to be here."

Longchuan Che looked at the eldest lady who was taking it for granted and felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't put his finger on it.

Yakuoji Temple is the head temple of the Shingon sect. The head temple is the central temple where each sect preaches its teachings. Yakuoji Temple is the head temple of the Chizan school of Shingon sect, and is one of the three major Buddhist head temples in Kanto along with Naritasan Shinshoji Temple and Kawasaki Daishi Heikenji Temple.

The old monk is the head of the Shingon sect, so of course there is no problem here, but
"I mean, why did you come to see him?"

Longchuan Che tugged at the eldest lady's sleeve.

At this time, the three of them were sitting in the old monk's Zen room. The old monk was sitting opposite them. Several monks brought tea to them. The green soup reflected the Zen-filled room.

Hongping's room is decorated with calligraphy and paintings. On the wall behind him is written "A Lifetime of Suspicion". When Longchuan Tetsu saw it, he felt that there was a bit of the flavor of the monk Kūkai's writing in it.

"Stop talking nonsense," the eldest lady pulled back her sleeve from Longchuan Tetsu's hand, turned her head and said softly,
"Yaowang Temple is full of spiritual energy. You should be happy if you can stay here for a night."

Takaosan Yakuoji Temple is a beautiful place with cherry blossoms in spring and maple leaves in autumn.

There are evergreen fir trees planted around it.

Hidden in the lush mountain scenery, 1,300-year-old monuments are visible in color.

The two of them were whispering to each other. Monk Hongping turned two pages of the book in his hand and glanced at Longchuan Che.

"Little girls know how to judge the situation, and what do you have besides a stubborn temper?"

Monk Hongping had the demeanor of a great monk, wearing a blue monk's robe and holding a rosary with Buddhist scriptures in his hands.

Longchuan Che had seen his angry eyes like a diamond, and he had also seen his lowered eyebrows like a bodhisattva, but.

"You are a hedgehog, right?"

Being ridiculed by the other party, Longchuan Che said unhappily.

As soon as this man saw him, his nose was not a nose and his face was not a face. If it weren't for the bad road in the mountain at night, he would have run away long ago.

"Shh, Archer."

In fact, she had already seen the monks cleaning the room, and Songzhi Muzi patted her boyfriend's palm to comfort him.

In Japan, both Shintoism and Buddhism are somewhat mysterious in the eyes of ordinary people. The little girl looked at the other party curiously and found that he smiled at her very kindly.

"It seems like you are just not getting along with Archer?"

This thought popped up in the little girl's mind.

After sitting in the academy's Zen room for a while, someone came and led Ryukawa Toru and the others to the room next to Iimori Sugi.

It was a quiet and ancient courtyard.

Before leaving, Longchuan Che looked back.

Under the ancient temple with green lanterns, the young lady was talking silently with the old monk.

The light danced on the girl's black hair, the candlelight was dazzling, and the girl was pretty.

Longchuan Tetsu didn't know when she became so familiar with Hongping.

"Ah, crap."

Because the two were obviously a couple, the monk who led the way led them into a room.

The room was quiet and elegant. As soon as the paper door was opened, the cool moonlight sprinkled on the tatami.

Songzhi Muzi was wearing a windbreaker and looked a little embarrassed, as if he didn't know whether he should go in.

"What are you afraid of?"

Longchuan Che was amused.

My girlfriend looks honest, but she is actually quite cunning. She deliberately didn't take the cable car when we went hiking, probably because she was afraid that I would touch her at night.

"You thought I was tired from climbing the mountain and had no strength left?"

Longchuan Che watched his girlfriend's face turn redder and redder. He still remembered her surprised expression when he told her on the top of the mountain that he had booked two rooms.

"Don't say such things next time."

Songzhi Muzi took a step forward with an embarrassed look on her face. The girl felt very ashamed that her little thoughts were exposed by Longchuan Che.

"Why are you afraid of me?"

Longchuan Tetsu dropped the bag on the ground.

This room only has tatami and no bedding, but the weather is not cold now, so you can sleep in your clothes.

"I'm not afraid of you." Songzhi Muzi walked into the room and looked around.

The girl was wearing a sports skirt and a windbreaker, with half of her face hidden in the collar, and was walking around the room.

The decorations in ancient temples are mostly mysterious, with one or two stone ornaments and a few dry tree branches.

It’s not luxurious, but it’s clean, and there’s a light scent of Zen in the air that seems to be able to wash away the turbidity in the body.

"Because you didn't follow me."

The girl's voice was as soft as a mosquito's hum. Long Chuan Che was busy packing his clothes and didn't hear what she said clearly.

There is not much to pay attention to when staying in the mountains.

Each of them changed into a clean set of clothes and used their backpacks as pillows.

When the inner paper door was opened, a large amount of silver light poured in.

Japan likes this transparent design very much.

A more traditional courtyard, with paper doors on the side of the rooms facing the courtyard.

Opening up the window is a courtyard with landscape. There is no courtyard scenery next to Longchuan Che's room. There are only one or two stone lanterns and the emerald green night sky.

Yes, it is the emerald green of the night.

The silver light sprinkled on the tall trees, shaking a green scene, as if a silver moon disk grew on the fir tree, or as if the moon fell on the mountainside.

"Archer, are you going to be angry?"

The two of them were lying side by side, and Songzhi Muzi suddenly turned around and asked.

"Ok?"

While thinking about why the eldest lady suddenly became familiar with the old monk, Longchuan Che turned to look at his girlfriend.

The girl changed into a new set of clothes at this time.

A hooded sweatshirt and black tights.

While keeping warm, it also highlights your good figure.

Her legs were well-proportioned and slender after training, and when she lay on her side, the loose sweatshirt created an outline of her waist.

My girlfriend is pretty, Long Chuan Che thought about it and said honestly.

"Kind of."

After all, we are dating and she is my girlfriend.

Longchuan Che had no intention of bullying the other party.
"What about this?"

With a smacking sound, Long Chuan Che, who was resting his head on his head, was stunned.

There is a slight sense of awkwardness and it is very unskillful.

Like a small animal that had just finished hibernation, Songzhi Muzi pecked Longchuan Che on the corner of his mouth.

"What is this, compensation?"

Not being able to taste anything, Longchuan Che smacked his lips.

It felt like someone was tickling him through his clothes and his heart was itchy. After thinking about it, Long Chuan Che pulled the other person into his arms.

The other party doesn't seem to care to this extent.

Songzhi Muzi buried his face in his chest and said sullenly:

"I guess so. That's all I can do before you confess!"

"Confession?"

Longchuan Che tilted his head. He never thought that the reason why his girlfriend got so flustered when she mentioned living together was because of this.

"Then I will..."

Longchuan Che smiled and wanted to ask if he could just confess now, but he couldn't say anything facing the girl's shining eyes.

What the other person wants is not the love that is expressed casually with words, but the love that flows from the eyes and reaches from one heart to another.

"Go to sleep."

On the night of Mt. Takao, Ryukawa Toru suddenly hugged the other person tightly.

(End of this chapter)