Actually, from the first time he saw his sister, Uesugi Sakura thought she was such a small creature, fragile and delicate.
Hands, face, feet... she seemed more fragile than a kindergarten child.
With this thought in mind, he couldn't help but start to tease her little hands.
She would cry for the things she wanted, and he would try his best to satisfy her.
Perhaps because of the time spent interacting with her, this little one became especially clingy every time she met him, her gem-like eyes sparkling with an indescribable light, observing everything in the outside world.
Listening to her baby's babbling, he always thought back to his younger self.
Was he also this pure and innocent back then?
"Want to eat fruit?"
"Ya ya ya~"
Uesugi Sakura tried to take a grape from the table, slowly peeled it, and fed it to her, and she used her saliva-covered little lips to bite the grape into her mouth.
