At that time, as the President, she stood by my side, preparing black tea for me just like she always did.
"What do you think about that kid just now?"
Out of the blue, as she was making tea, she asked me this.
"You mean that kid named Rin? She's pretty good... Why do you ask?"
"Oh, it's nothing, just the way that kid looks at Qingyu makes me a bit worried..."
"Worried?"
Sakuragi Hitomi nodded, her hand stirring the tea paused for a moment,
"Yes... She clearly likes Qingyu, she's well aware of her feelings, but still finds it hard to express them..."
"..."
Looking at his wife's back, Yan Huan couldn't help but smile helplessly.
He straightened his clothes, stood up slowly, and silently moved to her side.
Feeling Yan Huan's approach, Sakuragi Hitomi turned around, and saw his side profile, smiling with lowered eyes,
"Many difficulties that seem simple and naive to us now were, at the time, quite daunting.
"Every new life will cycle through similar or new troubles.
