The three-day holiday has passed.
Returning to Tokyo, Uesugi Sakura never felt the air so warm.
If there are any drawbacks, it's that the air in Tokyo is indeed much more polluted compared to Hokkaido.
In the early morning, Uesugi Sakura, who wakes up earlier than Hanabi, comes to Hanamaru Hanabi's side, and he gazes intently at the girl's sleeping face.
She is hugging the Shasha Ball he bought for her yesterday, her closed eyes appear serene and lovely.
Her eyebrows are long and slender, bent like velvet.
"Hanabi, Hanabi! Time to get up, time to get up!"
Uesugi Sakura tries to call out to her by her ear, but she just covers her ears, turns over, and continues sleeping.
There is no sign of her wanting to wake up at all.
"Sigh, another lazy sleep, I don't know when she will get rid of this bad habit."
Uesugi Sakura sits on the bed, turning his body to look at her.
