Her sleeping posture wasn't as graceful as her smiling face, but there was a charm to it.
The cool breeze caused her little hand to twitch slightly, as if grasping for something.
Perhaps she was dissatisfied for not finding what she wanted, and she furrowed her brow, dazedly opening her eyes to a thin slit.
The light made her uncomfortable, and her head felt a bit fuzzy, but she still heard the sound of the door opening and saw a figure standing at the entrance.
"Is that Sakura?"
"Good morning."
Hanamaru Hanabi recognized the voice and groggily responded, "Good morning..."
"Sister, sister."
Coming to her senses, she found a very energetic little one climbing on top of her.
"Oh, it's Hanami."
Hanamaru Hanami had just woken up and was full of energy, climbing all over her sister, and when she saw a strap on her sister's shoulder, she stretched out her chubby hand to tug at it forcefully.
"Gyaa gyaa."
The little one seemed puzzled for a moment.
"Milk, sister needs milk~~"
