"Hanabi... you... what are you doing?"
"What do you think, Sakura?"
Her small pale hand had a soft touch but with a hint of grip.
She smiled lightly.
For a moment, the entire bathroom was enveloped in a layer of dreamy mist.
Hanamaru Hanabi on the left, Uesugi Sakura lying on the right.
The steam rising from the hot water was so thick that it was hard to see anything ahead.
Uesugi Sakura looked at her cute face, trying his best to resist looking down past her collarbone.
"Sakura, aren't you moved?"
Uesugi Sakura swallowed, his throat rolling with difficulty, "Hanabi, why are you asking this?"
[Hanamaru Hanabi] twirled her fingers around the droplets of water, spreading them out: "Because until now... Sakura hasn't wanted to have a baby with me."
"Is it that you're tired of looking at me?"
"No..." Uesugi Sakura rolled his throat again.
