"Hanabi, why is your face so red again?"
Ayaka Rie sat in front of Hanamaru Hanabi, grabbing her delicate wrist that was holding her face and asked.
——Pin down the paw pads, pull back the back, shift the body's center of gravity towards the tail——
Hanamaru Hanabi shook her head repeatedly, her sparkling purple eyes shifted downward, her mind filled with the image of his kiss.
——He lifted her chin with his index finger, her fair neck slightly raised, her small hands nervously clutching the collar of her shirt.
Her eyebrows were delicately arched, lips lightly pressed together, eyes tightly closed in fear but wanting to peek, her small face unknowingly flushed a soft pink.
Then... waiting for his breath to approach her...
So, so embarrassing...!
Hanamaru Hanabi was lost in a girl's fantasy, not hearing the series of questions from Ayaka Rie in front of her.
Her cheeks suddenly turned beet red, and with a "woo" sound, she buried her head in her hands.
