Chapter 68 Single-player PA: Iron Guts
"Wow, the weather is so nice today."
As soon as the door opened, sunlight rushed into the living room.
Yaochuan Lingzhi rested his hand on his forehead and sighed.
The sun was shining brightly, and the figures of the people in front of me were clearly visible.
Good morning, Xiao Kui.
Suehiro Tetsusuke was still wearing his hound uniform, hat and sword, looking dignified and imposing.
He stood there not like he was on a date, but more like he was there to arrest a suspect.
Yao Chuan Ling responded energetically: "Good morning, Iron Intestine!"
Others might be intimidated by his appearance, but they've known him for a long time and know he's just a simpleton.
"Didn't Xiaoju come?"
She made a sound of surprise.
They used to always appear together, so it was quite unusual for someone to approach her alone.
Suehiro Tetsuo took a few steps forward, his tall body shielding her from the sun.
"No, Tōno was injured while on a mission and is currently recuperating."
Upon hearing this, Yao Chuanling frowned slightly, her eyes revealing worry.
"Is Xiaoju alright? Shall we go check on her?"
In her mind, Tōno Seiki was a weak scholar who couldn't even kill a chicken.
Every time she saw him, she would hold his hand as they walked, afraid that he might bump into something and get hurt.
"No." The indifferent colleague refused decisively. "Tiao Ye isn't made of glass. She'll be fine after a few days of rest."
Hunting dogs have undergone physical modifications, making them known for their resilience and rapid recovery from injuries.
Suehiro Tetsuo stood still, staring straight at her, and asked, "Why do you always mention Jono? Do you like Jono more than me?"
The usually expressionless face showed a slight downward turn of the lips due to the owner's displeasure.
Yao Chuanling keenly sensed his mood and hurriedly defended herself.
"No, no! It's because you're always together."
"I see."
Suehiro Tetsuo accepted this reason in 0.01 seconds.
They had arranged to go go-karting today, and Suehiro Tetsujin had booked the venue and was coming to pick her up.
Yao Chuanling rubbed her head and said, "It's so heavy."
She doesn't like wearing hats, and now that she's wearing a helmet to cover her head, she's not used to it and reaches out to take it off.
Suehiro Tetsugu, however, held her hand down, preventing her from taking any further action.
The man said seriously, "You can't take it off, I'm worried you'll get hurt."
Ultimately, go-karting is a dangerous and exciting sport, and he was sure she would zoom off in a flash.
Even though the track was cleared today and there was no one else interfering, Suehiro Tetsujo was still worried about a novice like her.
Yaochuan Ling took another helmet.
"You should wear it too, I'm worried about you."
Each person gets a hat, so it's not a wasted trip.
"good."
Suehiro Tetsuo had no objection and was even happy to be under her control.
He bent down so she could put the helmet on him.
He usually wears a military cap, but when he takes it off, there's a tuft of hair sticking up on his head.
So close, Yao Chuanling couldn't resist poking it.
"Hmm?" Suehiro Tessou kept his head down, only glancing up at her. "What's wrong?"
There was a strange movement on her head, but the weight she complained about didn't come down for a long time.
Xiao Kui's hands were different from his; they were fleshy, soft, and fair.
As his face was cupped in his hands, Suehiro made his own judgment.
The person in front of him leaned forward, as if wanting to get closer, but the helmet bumped against his forehead.
Her green eyes widened as she realized the helmet was in the way, so she slowly retreated and gave up.
Suehiro Tetsuo blinked, not understanding her intention.
"Let's go."
Yao Chuanling put the helmet on him without hesitation and walked towards the driveway with her ears red.
Suehiro Tetsuo then straightened up and followed her closely.
Xiao Kui seems unhappy?
He thought about it and then asked the question.
"No," Yao Chuanling said blankly. "Why do you say that?"
She's clearly just shy!
When asked about the reason, he pursed his lips, looking somewhat aggrieved.
"Because you didn't hold my hand."
Suehiro was calm and composed.
They were holding hands on the way here, but she stopped holding his hand after he bumped his head.
Did he do something wrong that made her unhappy?
He stared at her intently, wanting an answer.
A blush spread from her ears to her cheeks.
"You're so childish."
Through the helmet, her voice sounded muffled, but her tone was rising.
Yao Chuanling reached out her hand, palm up: "Hold hands~"
"Yes, let's hold hands."
As if completing a contractual ritual, Suehiro Tessou swiftly intertwined his fingers with hers, a barely perceptible curve appearing at the corner of his lips.
The two, one tall and one short, were wearing matching red and white car suits, their shoulders touching and hands clasped together. Anyone who saw them would agree that they were a perfect match.
Once you get into the go-kart, the sweet atmosphere suddenly changes.
"Iron-willed, iron-willed, let's see who gets to the finish line first."
As Yao Chuanling took the steering wheel, he felt confident in his abilities and was eager to try it out.
Suehiro Tetsuo nodded happily.
Now that he had agreed to her request, he would do his best.
Yao Chuanling was very martial-minded. After the countdown "three, two, one" ended, he stepped on the gas, put his hands on the steering wheel, and took the lead.
Suehiro Tetsujin followed closely behind, and seeing her reckless charging around, he couldn't help but feel his competitive spirit ignited as well.
When these two get together, they're easily influenced by each other's emotions. Usually, when Tōno Saikiku keeps an eye on them, nothing goes wrong, but Tōno isn't here today.
When the elf first started driving, even with the accelerator floored, it still didn't feel fast enough, and successfully crashed into the edge of the track on a bend.
"woo!"
So much fun!
When she was a child, she would sometimes bump into trees when she turned into the wind and wandered around, but this was the first time she had ever done so as an adult.
Her opponent seized upon her momentary lapse in concentration, turned his attention back, and ruthlessly overtook her.
He looked radiant and seemed perfectly fine.
Yao Chuanling felt a sense of crisis and began to catch up.
The two cars were getting closer and closer on the racetrack. Suehiro Tetsuo's car wasn't as fast as hers, but his skills were superior. He turned the steering wheel with ease, navigating the curves with effortless grace.
He slowed down, glancing briefly at the car behind him. Sure enough, he saw her skid to the edge of the track again.
Fortunately, Tōno had asked him to bring the medicinal oil.
She doesn't feel any soreness now, but once the passion fades afterward, she'll realize how uncomfortable it is.
Despite the increasing distance, Yao Chuanling did not give up and charged forward while shouting about bonds and victory.
Suehiro Tetsujin stood at the finish line, his posture upright, holding his helmet in one hand, and said in confusion, "Are you still in your chuunibyou (middle school syndrome) stage? Anyway, I won."
The go-kart stopped aggressively in front of him.
Yao Chuanling unbuckled his seatbelt, stood up, took off his helmet, and shook his head.
Taking off the helmet definitely made things much easier.
"Of course I know."
She muttered to herself, "I just don't want to lose too badly."
After the second collision, she noticed that the distance between them had increased significantly.
With her terrible driving skills, there's no way she could beat him.
"Xiao Kui, look at the camera."
Suehiro Tetsugu held up his camera and pointed it at her.
In the viewfinder, the elf makes a peace sign, its emerald-like eyes bright and clear.
There's joy in losing too; she felt she had a lot of fun today, and that's enough.
He captured this moment with his camera.
Yesterday, when Yoko Okura learned that he was going on a date, she specially gave him a copy of "100 Tips for Dating." Suehiro Tetsuo studied it carefully, noting that the fifty-seventh tip—taking photos of the other person—was helpful in enhancing the relationship.
He wrote it down.
"My hand hurts so much."
Yao Chuanling opened his palm, and a red mark suddenly appeared before his eyes.
The red mark on the palm was a spark that ignited a series of aches and pains in other parts of the body.
Suehiro Tetsugon looked in the direction of the sound and unconsciously his face darkened.
"sorry."
It's his fault.
He lacked consideration.
She was placing her helmet next to his when she heard this and couldn't help but laugh.
"It wasn't your fault, why are you apologizing?"
To be honest, she bears more responsibility.
She was the one who wanted to come and play, she was the one who proposed the competition, and she was also the one who acted rashly.
"Then hug me, I don't want to walk anymore."
But she always knows how to climb up the ladder.
Yao Chuanling stood in the car with her arms outstretched, looking up at him.
Elves are clingy, affectionate towards those they like, and quite good at being affectionate.
Suehiro's iron will is all-encompassing.
Thanks to years of training and the height difference between the two, he can lift the entire Pokémon with one hand.
Aren't you tired?
She poked his cheek, puzzled.
Is this person made of iron?
Everything else is hard and unyielding, except for his face, which is soft.
"I am a hunting dog."
The tasks they take on are more dangerous and difficult than go-karting, and their bodies have long been used to it.
Despite having a beautiful face, the simple-minded man remained expressionless, except for his eyes, which, like tempered sand, were resolute and full of conviction.
Yao Chuanling couldn't help but lean closer and stroke his eyes.
I love you, the look in your eyes right now, and your soul.
That's how she was left behind in this world.
I like you too.
Suehiro, quick-witted and with an irrepressible smile, asked, his eyes sparkling with a bright, clear light: "At first, didn't you want to kiss me?"
So she was shy.
She fooled me by saying she wanted to hold my hand.
Yao Chuanling puffed out her cheeks: "Yes, so what?"
They actually laughed at her?
Could he possibly refuse to let her kiss him?
"Let's make up for what we did before." He held her tightly, not moving an inch, and asked expectantly, "Can I have a couple of kisses?"
He should receive everything he is entitled to, without missing a single one.
"Why are you pushing your luck?"
She seemed both annoyed and resentful, but her body betrayed her by leaning forward and giving him two quick kisses on the cheeks.
"Hmm, I'm going to push my luck, can I kiss you again?"
Suehiro Tetsuo readily admitted it.
He never keeps his thoughts to himself; he always strives for what he wants.
Yao Chuanling turned her face away from him: "You're not only pushing your luck, you're also greedy."
Where would you find something like this?
She kissed him twice.
Therefore, in the third instance, Suehiro Tetsuo turned the tables and took the initiative.
The military beauty wanted it, the military beauty got it, and the military beauty was happy.
The person being kissed covered his mouth and muttered that he had become cunning.
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