"What's the matter with looking at legs? Wu's feet are as white as frost and snow, barefoot they cleanse white silk! Admiring a girl's legs and feet, that's also a proper thing."
Uesugi Sakura saw her tug at her skirt again, covering her legs, not wanting him to look, so he smiled and said, "At night, you like to steal the blanket and curl up into a ball to sleep. When I wake up in the morning, I can see your clean, white little foot kicking me in the stomach."
"What are your little feet like, shall I describe them?"
"No!" Hanamaru Hanabi quickly refused, then nervously hid back in her room.
"What a pity."
Uesugi Sakura shook his head, savoring the scene alone.
The afternoon passed harmoniously, with the two of them studying together in the study room.
Hanabi sat in front of the computer drawing, while he took out a book to study.
What does studying humanities at Tokyo University entail?
