Laid-Back Life in Tokyo: I Really Didn't Want to Work Hard-Chapter 320 - 247 Chinju Naka-cho Ni-chome

The next day, after spending another night, Uesugi Sakura returned to Tokyo University.

After washing up in the morning, he went to the campus and attended a class.

After class, he went downstairs with Todaka Keichiro and Seisa Takeshun to the vending machine to buy drinks.

"Uesugi, what do you want to drink?"

"Boss."

"Coffee again?"

"I just like drinking this."

The dense ginkgo trees, under the blazing sun, cast a thick shade over the walkway.

Large crows perched on the treetops, their jet-black pupils roving back and forth, cawing sharply at the Tokyo University students passing below.

"That bird won’t attack people, will it?" Todaka Keichiro placed his right hand on his forehead, shielding his eyes from the sun as he looked at the jet-black crow above the ginkgo, "It looks pretty dangerous."

Seisa Takeshun looked up and marveled, "Crows in Tokyo are really big."

Uesugi Sakura took a sip of strong coffee and followed their gaze to look at the treetop:

"Do you know Yutasuma?"

Canned coffee was still far inferior to what he made by hand.

"Yutasuma?" Todaka Keichiro recalled the cute crow in front of the anime club, "I have some impression."

Uesugi Sakura: "That’s the mascot over at the Komaba Campus, they made a mascot because the crows of Tokyo University have almost become a symbol."

"Won’t it peck people? Those crows are almost as big as chickens!"

"Caw—caw—" The crow on the ginkgo made a loud call, as if warning people.

"I don’t know," Uesugi Sakura said, "I’ve never been pecked."

In fact, every year someone gets attacked by the crows on the ginkgo trees of Tokyo University.

This ginkgo avenue is a frequent spot for such incidents.

In May and June, it’s the season when crows are raising their young.

The tall ginkgo trees have many crow nests, walking under them is very dangerous as the crows become very aggressive to protect their young.

"You go ahead, I need to head to the student council." In front of the Yasuda Lecture Hall entrance, Uesugi Sakura said to the two.

Seisa Takeshun, "There’s Professor Okuno’s class later, you’re not going?"

"Precisely because it’s his class, it’s polite not to attend."

Todaka Keichiro laughed, "Seems like Professor Okuno really likes the coffee you make for him?"

Uesugi Sakura: "A year and a half ago, I learned from a British barista for a while."

"Then you must let me try your skills sometime."

"Sure, next time for sure." He nodded in agreement.

The student council.

The buildings of Tokyo University are quite old, just looking at them gives a sense of history.

"Uesugi-san."

After knocking and opening the door, Uesugi Sakura glanced around and was surprised to see Seisuke Yooya sitting in the President’s seat, asking, "Senior Seisuke is the President?"

"Vice President." Seisuke Yooya smiled, "The President is a senior from the third-year engineering department."

"Is there something you need?"

Seisuke Yooya was the head of the Kyudo Club at Kamigoe High School, a year senior to him.

Now at Tokyo University, he became a senior in the law department.

Seeing it was a familiar face, Uesugi Sakura went straight to the point:

"I wanted to ask if there’s still a chance to add another program to the May festival booth."

"Is there something you want to participate in?" Seisuke Yooya pinned down the paper on the desk with his pen.

"Yes, a program, basically to perform a song."

Seisuke Yooya suddenly glanced at the computer screen, fingers tapping the keyboard, "Sure, no problem, what’s the name of the program?"

"Haven’t decided yet," Uesugi Sakura said, "can you reserve a spot for me in the afternoon if possible?"

"No problem." Seisuke Yooya easily agreed.

"Thanks."

Uesugi Sakura understood this was the senior helping him with a backdoor arrangement, usually, such school festival activities have a sequence and time arranged in advance and participants notified a few days beforehand.

"Can students from other universities participate?"

"Yes, the May festival is mainly a student-run fair."

"Thanks."

"No worries."

Uesugi Sakura left the student council room.

It was now 11 a.m.

The moving company had probably already arrived at the new apartment he rented, so he left school to return to the apartment and sort out a place for Hanabi’s clothes.

The sunlight was soft and warm, white clouds layered the sky, and trains occasionally passed over the overpass.

The apartment wasn’t the one near Tokyo University where he lived; it was a place he asked Hanabi’s uncle to help him find.

A standalone with two rooms and two living areas, in a good location, a five-minute walk to Machiya Station.

The downside is that for a standalone with two rooms and two living areas, it’s still a bit small, but luckily the decor is nice, and it’s quite enough for two people to live in.

"Knock knock..."

Sound of knocking on the door.

Returning early to the apartment, Uesugi Sakura opened the door.

The person at the door took off their hat to salute, holding a plastic board with a list of items in their hand, "Hello, we’re from Arakawa Moving Company, and the items you need transported have arrived downstairs with our truck.

"Can we help you move them in now?"

"Yes, go ahead and move them now."

The moving company personnel handed him the board.

Uesugi Sakura took it and glanced at it; it was a list of various boxes with checkboxes for the names of the items.

"This is the catalog of boxes we’re helping you move today, we’ll transport them according to the order on top. You can check them upon arrival for easy confirmation; we’ll address any missing or damaged items as soon as possible."

After another polite salute, the movers began unloading the boxes from the truck one by one with their colleagues.

Uesugi Sakura specifically noted the price for the service this time: 94,560 yen.

So expensive.

Even though he didn’t really lack this amount of money now, actually spending it still made him slightly heartache.

I guess I’m not one to spend lavishly.

Once everything was moved, the three people from the moving company removed their hats in salute again at the door:

"Our work today is complete, thank you for your support of Arakawa."

The staff, before leaving, organized the house and layout, and helped put away everything except for the clothes.

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