The girl is smiling at herself.
The expression on her face already spoke the words of greeting.
"Sakura-kun."
Uesugi Sakura was suddenly stunned.
"Hanabi, why... are you here?"
"Why can't Hanabi be here?" Hanamaru Hanabi withdrew her smile, placing both hands behind the skirt at her back, her slender black silk legs stepping lightly like a fluttering black butterfly.
She walked up to Uesugi Sakura, leaned in to sniff his collar, then lifted her beautiful eyes to gaze at his face.
"Sakura-kun, there's the scent of another woman on you. It seems you've been in contact with many women while Hanabi wasn't around."
The girl leaned closer and closer, and by the end of her words, her tone and expression even carried a hint of interrogation.
Extremely dissatisfied.
The faint sweet grapefruit fragrance emanating from Hanamaru Hanabi drew closer, forcing Uesugi Sakura to take a step back.
He hurriedly explained:
"No, it's not like that, I've just taken a job at a café recently."
