"..."
"Was I worth it for being so clueless before?"
Hanamaru Hanabi, dressed in a pristine little dress, laughed, "Hanabi likes Sakura."
"Even if Sakura doesn't like Hanabi, Hanabi would still secretly watch him from afar. But luckily... Sakura sometimes also acts a bit shy around Hanabi."
The girl's smile when she spoke was extremely pure.
"Ahem... how can little Hanabi say such things with a straight face."
"Wasn't Sakura secretly looking at Hanabi's chest in a shy way before?"
"Hanabi doesn't mind?"
Hanamaru Hanabi picked up the milk with her small hand and inserted the straw, "Sakura is a boy, Hanabi understands."
Uesugi Sakura recalled the day he said he liked sneaking peeks at her chest and how her small head seemed to go blank.
How can she be so calm now?
"Hanabi, have you been reading something inappropriate lately?" He was inexplicably worried that pure little Hanabi was being corrupted.
"Something inappropriate?" Hanamaru Hanabi tilted her head.
