Life With A Beautiful Russian Girlfriend (Anime Story)

Chapter 2

Yuma and Hanna walked through Tokyo Park and listened to the chirping of birds. Yuma then kissed his girlfriend on the cheek, her long white hair gently caressing his shoulder. The way her blue eyes shimmered as they widened in surprise only made Hanna look even cuter. 

"Yuma, chto eto bylo?" Hanna asked

"I... kissed you. After all, you are girlfriend." Yuma said

"YA lyublyu tebya, Yuma." Hanna said

"I love you too, Hanna." Yuma said as he looked into Hanna's eyes

As they stood there, lost in each other's gaze, Yuma couldn't help but think about how lucky he was to have found someone like Hanna. She was the perfect blend of beauty, brains, and quirkiness, and he adored her for it. The way she spoke Russian with him, even though they were in the middle of Tokyo, always made him smile.

"Hey, let's grab some ice cream," Yuma suggested, breaking the spell. "I'm buying."

Hanna's face lit up, and she nodded enthusiastically. "Da, da, da! I love ice cream!"

As they walked hand in hand to the nearest ice cream truck, Yuma couldn't help but notice the way Hanna's white hair flowed behind her like a river of silk. He loved how she always wore it down, even on hot days like today. It was as if she knew it was his weakness, and she was determined to drive him crazy with it.

The ice cream vendor, an old man with a kind face, greeted them with a bow. "Irasshaimase! Welcome, young lovers!"

Yuma chuckled and nodded, feeling a little self-conscious about being called out as a couple. But Hanna just giggled and whispered, "He's right, Yuma. We are young lovers, after all."

As they waited for their ice cream, Yuma couldn't help but steal glances at Hanna. She was so carefree, so full of life. He loved how she always made him feel like he was the only person in the world.

Their ice cream arrived, and they sat down on a nearby bench to enjoy it. Yuma opted for his favorite flavor, matcha, while Hanna chose a bright pink flavour that looked suspiciously like strawberry.

"Try some of mine," Hanna said, holding out her cone.

Yuma hesitated for a moment before taking a lick. It was sweet and fruity, but not as good as his matcha. "Hmm, it's okay," he said, trying to be diplomatic.

Hanna pouted playfully. "You don't like it? I thought it was delicious!"

"I do, I do," Yuma said, holding up his hands in defence. "It's just...matcha is my favorite, okay?"

Hanna laughed and nudged him with her elbow. "You're such a Japanese boy, Yuma. Always going for the green tea flavour."

Yuma shrugged, feeling a little proud of his cultural heritage. "Hey, someone's got to represent the motherland."

As they finished their ice cream, Yuma realized that he was having the time of his life. It wasn't just the beautiful scenery or the delicious food; it was the company. Hanna made everything better, just by being there.

"Hey, want to take a walk around the park?" Yuma asked, feeling a little restless.

Hanna nodded, and they set off, strolling hand in hand through the winding paths of Tokyo Park. The sun was starting to set, casting a golden glow over everything. Yuma felt like he was walking on air, with Hanna by his side.

As they walked, they talked about everything and nothing, their conversation flowing effortlessly from one topic to the next. Yuma loved how easy it was to talk to Hanna, how she always listened with a keen ear and responded with wit and humour.

After a while, they came to a picturesque lake in the middle of the park. Yuma and Hanna sat down on the edge, watching as the fish swam lazily in the water.

"Yuma, look," Hanna said, pointing to a group of ducks swimming in the distance.

Yuma followed her gaze, smiling as he watched the ducks chase each other around the lake. "They're so cute," he said, feeling a sense of contentment wash over him.

Hanna leaned her head on his shoulder, and Yuma felt his heart skip a beat. This was it, he thought. This was the life.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, Yuma knew that he would never forget this moment. This was the moment he fell deeply, irrevocably in love with Hanna.

And as they sat there, watching the stars come out one by one, Yuma knew that he would do anything to make her happy, to make this feeling last forever. Yuma brought Hanna back to his house with him and she met his mother again.

"Dobryy vecher, miss Kasumi." Hanna said

"Oh, good evening to you too, Hanna." Miss Kasumi said

"Hanna is actually sleeping over today, right?" Yuma asked

"Da." Hanna said

Miss Kasumi smiled warmly, her eyes crinkling at the corners. "Of course, dear. You're always welcome to stay over, Hanna. I'll get the guest room ready for you."

As Miss Kasumi bustled off to prepare the room, Yuma turned to Hanna and whispered, "Thanks for being so good with my mom. She loves you, you know."

Hanna blushed, her cheeks flushing a delicate pink. "I love her too, Yuma. She's always so kind to me."

Yuma grinned, feeling a surge of happiness at the thought of his mom and girlfriend getting along so well. He knew it wasn't always easy, especially since Hanna was from a different cultural background, but his mom had always been open-minded and welcoming.

As they waited for Miss Kasumi to finish getting the guest room ready, Yuma and Hanna sat down in the living room, chatting idly about their day. Yuma's mom came back in with a tray of steaming hot tea and a plate of freshly baked cookies.

"Help yourselves, kids," she said, setting the tray down on the coffee table. "I made your favorite, Hanna - Russian tea cakes."

Hanna's eyes lit up, and she clapped her hands together in excitement. "Oh, thank you so much, Miss Kasumi! I love those!"

Yuma chuckled, shaking his head in amusement. "You two are going to get along just fine, aren't you?"

Miss Kasumi smiled, pouring herself a cup of tea as well. "I think we already are, dear. Now, tell me all about your day. What did you two do today?"

As they sipped their tea and munched on the delicious cookies, Yuma and Hanna regaled Miss Kasumi with stories of their adventures in Tokyo Park. They laughed and joked, feeling happy and content in each other's company.

After a while, Miss Kasumi excused herself, saying she needed to get some rest. As she left the room, she turned back to them and said, "Don't stay up too late, kids. You've got school tomorrow."

Yuma rolled his eyes good-naturedly. "Yes, mom. We'll try to get some sleep eventually."

As the door closed behind Miss Kasumi, Hanna turned to Yuma and whispered, "I think your mom is the sweetest person ever."

Yuma smiled, feeling a warmth in his chest. "I know, right? She's the best."

The two of them sat there in comfortable silence for a moment, enjoying the peaceful atmosphere of the evening. Then, Hanna spoke up, her voice soft and gentle.

"Yuma, can I ask you something?"

"Anything, Hanna," Yuma replied, his heart beating slightly faster in anticipation.

"Do you...do you really love me?" Hanna asked, her eyes searching his face.

Yuma's heart skipped a beat. He had never been more sure of anything in his life. "Hanna, I love you more than words can say. You're the sunshine in my life, the stars in my sky. Without you, everything would be dull and gray."

Hanna's face lit up, and she threw her arms around Yuma's neck. "YA lyublyu tebya, Yuma!" she whispered, her voice trembling with emotion.

Yuma hugged her back, feeling like he was home. "I love you too, Hanna. Forever and always."

As they sat there, wrapped in each other's arms, Yuma knew that this was where he was meant to be. With Hanna by his side, he could face anything life threw their way.