"This..." Uesugi Sakura decided to be honest with his wife, "it was given by that girl before."
Hanamaru Hanabi sat opposite, smiling without saying a word.
Her posture was very proper, her smile kind.
Yet somehow, Uesugi Sakura felt a certain pressure from her.
Could this be the legendary henpecked husband syndrome?
"Hanabi knows, hurry and finish breakfast, okay? Once you've eaten, I'll wash the dishes, and then we can head out to school together." Hanamaru Hanabi put away the black watch.
"Hanabi, you... aren't going to ask in detail?" Uesugi Sakura didn't expect her not to press in for more information.
"Hanabi already knows what she should know."
"..."
Alright then.
After interacting for a while, Uesugi Sakura felt that this "Black Hanabi" wasn't that hard to understand.
As long as she didn't turn into a yandere.
...
After breakfast, Hanamaru Hanabi tidied up the dishes and personally went to the kitchen.
