Hanamaru Hanabi knew very well that once he held her, she couldn't escape and could only say in a small, weak voice: "Sakura, you always bully me..."
"Can you really call this bullying? This is also a form of liking you. If it were someone else, I wouldn't even bother to smile."
"Really, ...?"
Too easy to coax.
Seeing her soften, Uesugi Sakura reaffirmed, "Of course, it's true. I'll only like you."
In fact, the girl really did soften; whenever he spoke kindly, she would think the best of him.
Hearing "only like you," Hanamaru Hanabi lowered her blushing cheeks, as if she were the heroine completely captivated, lost in a fantasy of closeness.
"Hmm..."
Like this...
Uesugi Sakura couldn't resist reaching out, touching her slightly warm cheeks, sliding down her soft skin to her chin, gently lifting her face towards him, and their eyes locked for a long time before their lips met.
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