The two of them lay on the hotel bed that afternoon, the blue sky outside the floor-to-ceiling window unchanged, and seagulls flying.
Uesugi Sakura took a deep breath, continuously savoring that recent moment that filled her mind and body with joy.
Scenes flashed across her mind: her shyness, her blushing, her sweetness, her initiative.
Gradually, as she became entranced by her thoughts, the images in her mind became clearer, and a smile couldn't help but curl up on her lips.
Coincidentally, Hanamaru Hanabi saw his lecherous look and shyly said:
"Sakura-kun... you rascal."
"I'm not."
"You are! It barely ended... and you're already thinking about it again..."
"Rascal..."
Even though she spoke to him that way, Uesugi Sakura was inwardly delighted.
Because she was lying right next to him, calling his name with flushed cheeks.
Marriage perhaps brought about such a transformation; the status of girlfriend turned into beloved wife, constantly revealing his feelings for her.
