"Not at all~" Hanamaru Hanabi laughed softly, leaning closer to his ear, her voice seemed as if she was biting his earlobe while blowing warm air into his ear, "And now, only Sakura knows, okay."
"...But you're wearing a short skirt." Uesugi Sakura couldn't help but sneak a glance at the spot from earlier.
"It's fine, after all, only Sakura can see." Hanamaru Hanabi noticed his gaze and deliberately stood up, the over-knee black stockings perfectly outlined her beautiful leg shape.
Uesugi Sakura got the hint, of course, he wouldn't get up, he glanced upward... indeed, as she told him...
Uesugi Sakura lowered his head and coughed twice, then looked up at her again: "Cough cough, don't you feel cold wearing a skirt outside?"
"It's okay, actually it's a bit warm." Hanamaru Hanabi smiled and lifted her skirt in front of him, shaking off the bits of snow accidentally sticking to it from above.
Uesugi Sakura's eyes didn't move.
