She suddenly felt that she also wanted to find that kind of feeling... that affectionate love, playfully teasing with someone she likes, and a face full of happiness.
After getting tired of playing, having someone to hold her, gently stroke her head to sleep, and smile warmly at her.
"Love, is it..."
She murmured softly, glancing again at the tightly closed bedroom door.
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It was evening, and Uesugi Sakura, who had been writing a novel all afternoon, walked out of the bedroom. In the living room, the empty box of takeout that Hanamaru Yuuki had eaten was on the coffee table, the TV was off, and there was no sign of her.
"Not here?"
Uesugi Sakura looked around but couldn't find a trace of Yuuki anywhere.
Could it be that Yuuki left without saying anything, had she done something excessive again?
Holding onto this thought, he searched the house from left to right.
She wasn't in her bedroom, the bathroom, the shower, or the balcony.
