Happiness is really simple.
Uesugi Sakura thinks so now, being able to sit on the sofa in the living room, seeing her busy in the kitchen cooking and making meals, his heart feels a burst of satisfaction.
Since there were only the ingredients bought at the supermarket earlier at home, Hanamaru Hanabi simply made a stir-fry for him. Although there was no meat, she thoughtfully made a mapo tofu, along with a bowl of light-flavored miso soup.
She busily brought the simple dishes to the table, looking towards Uesugi Sakura in the living room.
"Sakura-kun, the meal is ready, time to eat."
Hanamaru Hanabi's voice was unhurried, very gentle.
The feeling of being called like this, he couldn't describe it.
But having someone call him for a meal, the warmth of being cared for, is really nice.
Uesugi Sakura got up and walked to the dining table, where Hanamaru Hanabi had already started dishing up the rice for him, and handed him a pair of chopsticks:
"Here you go."
