It's not just about looking.
Uesugi Sakura was silent for a while, then said: "Although it might sound rude, I came... to ask you to go back..."
...
...
Then, he turned his head and saw the girl's evasive eyes, not daring to meet his gaze:
"I'm sorry, Sakura-kun, Hanabi can't go back yet."
Buzz... buzz...
The phone suddenly rang.
But Uesugi Sakura just sat in place, without any movement.
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Late night 5:12
White City, London, England, having just had an introduction from Uncle Yugetsu over the phone, Uesugi Sakura temporarily moved into a villa apartment.
The house had multiple herringbone wooden sloped roofs and red brick walls. Opening the bedroom window, a fountain at the junction of three pedestrian streets could be seen.
The interior decoration was more modern, but both the bedroom and living room each retained an old-fashioned fireplace.
Because he arrived late, it was only after lunchtime the next day that he managed to wake from a Simmons feather bed.
