14:30:23

Uesugi Sakura glanced at the time on his wristwatch; it was already half-past two in the afternoon.

Last night was their wedding night, and they slept until afternoon. Uesugi Sakura felt a bit of soreness in his back.

"Sakura-kun..."

"Sakura-kun..."

"Sakura-kun..."

Beside him, Hanamaru Hanabi furrowed her delicate brows, her small hands reaching forward for something.

Uesugi Sakura moved closer to her, letting her grasp his hand.

"I’m here, I’m right here."

"Sakura-kun... so mean..."

Uesugi Sakura looked at Hanamaru Hanabi’s face, noticing she was still in a dream state.

She seemed to be murmuring something in her sleep, occasionally shrinking her head nervously.

Uesugi Sakura found her incredibly adorable like this, so he carefully admired her beautiful face beside her.

The glow of the dusky red sunlight poured in from the window, adding to the warmth of the room, especially with the cute girl beside him calling his name.

He thought of the joyous moment of their wedding yesterday.

A smile unconsciously appeared on Uesugi Sakura’s lips.

The girl was covered by a blanket from the shoulders down, while her collarbone, shoulders, and neck were exposed in the clear afternoon sunlight, giving off a faint fragrance of a young girl.

She wasn’t wearing any clothes now.

After all, they stayed up until four in the morning last night; how could they have the energy to put on pajamas before sleeping?

"Sakura-kun..."

Hanamaru Hanabi called him several more times.

Her weak voice and the tight grip on his hand seemed to be urgently seeking dependence.

Uesugi Sakura moved closer to her again, and seeing she seemed to want to be held, he reached his hand under the blanket to touch her smooth back and pulled her into his embrace.

Then he gently patted her, said a few words, and finally saw the frown on her delicate brows relax a bit.

Perhaps recognizing his familiar presence, Hanamaru Hanabi’s little head nuzzled against his chest like a kitten.

Uesugi Sakura couldn’t resist using his free hand to stroke her head, seeing she truly enjoyed being held by him, and continued caressing her soft, delicate back for a while.

Soon, Hanamaru Hanabi furrowed her brows, became aware, and quickly woke up.

"Sakura-kun..."

When Hanamaru Hanabi realized she was nestled in his embrace, she felt warmth in her heart but suddenly recalled last night’s scenes.

Her cheeks immediately flushed, burying her face deeply into his chest, her right hand clawing at his chest.

"Sakura-kun... so mean..."

"Are you... uncomfortable?" Uesugi Sakura, inexperienced himself, didn’t know what to say but asked about her physical state out of concern.

"Sakura-kun... mean..."

Hanamaru Hanabi’s face turned even redder, burning up to her ears with a cute blush. Her small hands gently pounded his chest twice.

Even though there was little strength in those punches.

Uesugi Sakura felt like she had hit right in his heart.

"Sakura-kun... so mean..."

"Sakura-kun... you’re a bad guy..."

"Sakura-kun... always bullies Hanabi..."

...

If there’s any guilt, there surely is, considering he did bully her last night.

Uesugi Sakura could only let her pound on his chest while listening to her weak voice calling him a bad guy.

Though she said bad words, for some reason, Uesugi Sakura found it exceptionally pleasant.

The things she said and her affectionate gestures seemed like a newlywed wife teasing her husband.

Gradually, her little hand pounding his chest stopped, and Hanamaru Hanabi simply kept her head lowered, burying her face into his embrace.

This was a sign of seeking comfort.

Uesugi Sakura hugged her, and as the sheets fell, he sneakily glanced at Hanamaru Hanabi’s fair back.

One must admit, Hanabi looked very appealing in this state.

Especially her exposed back, petite and cute, with a beautiful spinal line in the middle; when his fingers touched the indent on the girl’s back, his heart pounded inexplicably. He wanted to move his hand away, but he simply couldn’t, his fingers disobeyed him and just wanted to roam around that spinal line.

Not to mention, Uesugi Sakura was still holding her waist at this moment.

Her waist was soft and tender to the touch, irresistible, and with a slight downward glance along the spine line, he could see the slender waist of the girl on both sides.

The two were now extremely close, with almost no gap between them.

After just a moment, Uesugi Sakura was already a bit distracted.

"Ahem... Hanabi..."

Uesugi Sakura pushed her away, forgetting she wasn’t wearing clothes at that moment.

Hanamaru Hanabi, embarrassed and shy, hurriedly pulled up the sheet to cover herself and distanced herself from him.

Uesugi Sakura quickly adjusted his posture and mindset.

"Ahem... actually... I didn’t mean to..."

Hanamaru Hanabi sneaked a glance at him, her face flushed, and softly said:

"Bad guy..."

The air was a bit silent, somewhat awkward.

The two of them sat there for a moment.

It was Uesugi Sakura who spoke first:

"Let’s... get up first; it’s almost two thirty in the afternoon now, yes, let’s get up."

After he spoke, it took Hanamaru Hanabi over ten seconds to respond:

"Sakura-kun... should get up first..."

"Huh? Why?"

"Hanabi... Hanabi isn’t wearing any clothes..." Hanamaru Hanabi’s weak voice trailed off as she said this.

"I’m not wearing anything either," Uesugi Sakura said.

"Sakura-kun should go change first... Hanabi won’t watch Sakura-kun change..."

"Promise not to look?"

Hanamaru Hanabi nodded to him.