"Don't you think we look like a couple?"
Hanamaru Hanabi stared at the mirror, looking at his face.
No matter what appearance it is, there's really no need to say anything. When he smiles, in her heart, he is the most handsome person.
"Hmm..."
"As long as Hanabi remembers that I will always remember you, it's enough."
"Okay..."
This morning, Uesugi Sakura helped her put up her hair.
Eating the breakfast she made, listening to Aei and Chiaei chatting across the table.
Just an ordinary daily life.
Yet Uesugi Sakura felt something brushed across his heart, an indescribable reason, a sadness for the possibility of losing such days, a moved feeling of holding Hanamaru Hanabi's small hand freely.
More like... the joy and gratitude when something lost is regained.
...
This feeling continued for several days.
Uesugi Sakura didn't even go to the dojo, just wanting to become a cat, guarding her and watching her busy with her shrine maiden work.
