"Sakura... stop tickling... Hanabi... I can't hold the knife steady..."
"Don't cut your hand," Uesugi Sakura gently advised her, squatting down.
Hanamaru Hanabi's knife skills were excellent, usually slicing a few bell peppers in under half a minute.
But today, she was dawdling for ages and still couldn't get one done.
"Is your cooking level going down...?"
"No, it's not..."
"Then what's the reason?"
Hanamaru Hanabi was very upset because he was asking knowingly, but suddenly her hand went soft, and her cheeks adorably flushed.
After a faint gasp, Uesugi Sakura stood up and moved behind her.
"Hanabi-chan... where have you been these few days away?" The yukata robe swayed gently.
"You bad guy, I don't want to tell you at all, but... I stayed at a nearby hotel for a few days."
"I thought you'd moved to another district." Uesugi Sakura laughed as he looked at her profile.
