"Pitter-patter... pitter-patter..."
"I can only let you wear these for now. I don't have anything else..."
In the rented apartment, Yan Huan slowly closed the wardrobe, glanced at the clock on the wall showing "23:27", and then walked out of the bedroom.
Outside, a light night rain fell, giving the apartment a pleasant scent of rain.
In the living room, Sakuragi, blushing slightly, sat on the sofa wearing one of Yan Huan's clean T-shirts.
Yan Huan's XXL-sized clothing on her petite body looked like a dress, extending all the way to her thighs, covering her skin thoroughly.
As for the inside, it wasn't that Yan Huan didn't have any.
Although An Le had left, many of her Holy Relics and garments were cleaned and placed neatly in the wardrobe.
But An Le's things...
No matter how many years Sakuragi develops, she's afraid she still wouldn't fit into them, and besides, taking them out now might ruin things, so it's better not to take them.
"Thank you, President..."
