CHAPTER 376: CHAPTER 279: THE TEMPERATURE AT NIGHT

Delicious food always makes people happy.

Especially for two little girls.

Hanamaru Hanabi specially made strawberry cupcakes and egg omelette for them, which was more than enough for the two little girls.

But it seemed like Chiaei and Aei hadn’t had enough.

Hanabi took out the soba noodles she previously bought from the fridge and cooked four servings, only then did they finish dinner.

"Thank you for the meal." Chiaei, realizing she was full to the brim, felt a little shy and clasped her hands between her thighs, striking a pose only little girls would do.

Aei swirled her little stomach, leaning her head back on the chair as if ascending to heaven: "Hanabi sister’s food is so delicious~"

She meant to say that the cake and noodles made by Hanabi sister were really delicious.

But Uesugi Sakura thought her earlier words were very accurate.

Indeed, Hanabi sister is very delicious.

Aei: "Does brother eat the world’s best cuisine every day?"

Though a bit exaggerated, Chiaei rarely agreed with her sister, "Mm, Hanabi sister’s cooking is really delicious..."

After all, Aei always says strange things.

Uesugi Sakura confidently said, "Your Hanabi sister has been learning to cook for over ten years, learning from her mother and my mother. In the past, both mothers worked at Michelin restaurants."

The two sisters didn’t know what Michelin restaurants were. They had only eaten convenience store lunches and instant noodles, trying this kind of freshly prepared meal for the first time.

"So she’s a really amazing chef?" Chiaei asked naively.

It seems only elementary students would have deep fantasies about many professions.

Chiaei looked adoringly, imagining such delicious food, something she had never tasted before.

Uesugi Sakura smiled and said, "Our mothers were chefs before, but not anymore. Hanabi only learned their techniques."

At this age, Hanamaru Hanabi is indeed very popular. A gentle personality, a beautiful sister who can make especially delicious dishes, who wouldn’t like her?

Chiaei felt she couldn’t eat and drink for free, so she decided to help with washing the dishes.

She and Hanabi enthusiastically busied themselves in the open kitchen.

Aei lazed on the sofa, hugging Hanabi’s big shark plushie, closing her eyes to nap.

"Nini (brother)~"

"Do you want to drink milk again?"

"Life feels so happy like this~"

"It’s pretty nice." Uesugi Sakura saw her so full, as if she’d never been this satisfied in her life.

"I wish it could always be like this." Aei’s voice was lazy, as if she was about to fall asleep.

Uesugi Sakura glanced out the window. The city skyline was slightly tinged with red under the night sky, indicating it was quite late.

Hanamaru Hanabi had also spent a lot of time making strawberry cake and egg omelette.

"Why don’t you and your sister stay here tonight?"

Upon hearing his words, Aei opened her eyes, a little in disbelief:

"Really?"

Uesugi Sakura noticed her little emotions, the kind of extreme happiness just from hearing they could stay the night:

"Aei-chan doesn’t want to go home?"

"There’s only me and sister at home. Here, there’s brother, Hanabi sister, and the cake hasn’t gotten cold~ If brother agrees to let Aei stay, Aei can help warm brother’s bed with Hanabi sister."

Is this her unique way of showing gratitude?

"Let’s forget about that."

"Does brother sleep with Hanabi sister at night?"

"Mm."

"Won’t you make little humans together?"

"No, kids shouldn’t think about that."

"Hanabi sister is obviously so pretty, even prettier than Aei." Aei said in an exaggerated tone.

Little Aei seemed to know a lot, probably learned from books.

Uesugi Sakura remembered her sister saying she loved reading, "What book is Aei reading lately?"

"Paradise Lost."

This book...

Many people view it as a dirty book.

It starts with a passionate performance by the leading man and woman.

"Why read this?"

"Can’t I?" Aei asked him in a very innocent tone.

"It’s not that you can’t... it’s just that this book isn’t really appropriate for your age."

Paradise Lost talks about extramarital affairs and a tragic love story involving suicide by poisoning, how could it be suitable for kids?

Even many adults find it overwhelming.

"Aei thinks it’s good! You can see love stories between adults."

"That’s not really love."

"Aren’t Kuuki and Rinko mutually in love?"

When Aei said this, Uesugi Sakura realized she had indeed read it.

She might have even finished it.

"Mutual love but completely detached from reality tends to end in tragedy. Let’s just say, that’s not purely love."

"It feels so complicated." Aei said, clutching the shark plushie and closing her eyes.

Uesugi Sakura was still thinking if she had finished reading Paradise Lost, and those few words were still complicated?

Hanamaru Hanabi and Chiaei finished washing the dishes. Uesugi Sakura mentioned letting the sisters stay to rest, as it was late, and there was a room that was hardly used.

Chiaei believed they were being a burden and kept thanking them.

At night, Uesugi Sakura first helped the two little girls set up their beds after they had showered, using spare blankets.

The two of them had slept together since childhood, so one bed was enough.

Aei clung to Hanabi, wanting to bathe with her sister.

Girls are more forgiving with girls. Hanamaru Hanabi treated her as a cute little sister and complied with her wishes.

Just as Uesugi Sakura finished setting up the bed and headed upstairs, passing by the bathroom where steam was wafting out, he heard Aei exclaiming, "Sister is so big," or something similar.

Big?

Uesugi Sakura looked at his own hand, thinking it should be well-proportioned.

Close to 11 o’clock, Uesugi Sakura was lying in bed, flipping through a book, reviewing some notes, and marking some symbols.

After a while, Hanamaru Hanabi walked in, wearing pale pink pajamas. Her steps were light, and the graceful neckline and fair collarbone were clearly visible.

She walked to the bedside, lifted the blanket, and snuggled into the already warm quilt.

With a wife beside him, why bother with books?

How could he not hug and shower her with kisses?

Having just bathed, Hanamaru Hanabi was soft and fragrant. The scent of a young girl on her body was enchanting.

As soon as she lay down, Uesugi Sakura buried his head in her neck, taking deep breaths and occasionally exhaling warm air, making Hanamaru Hanabi feel ticklish all over, unable to resist shrinking her neck.

"Sakura-kun, it’s too close...."

Hanamaru Hanabi thought for a while, then suddenly pulled over the shark beside the pillow, trying to cover her blushing face.

She realized he was doing something naughty.

Then, Uesugi Sakura saw the shark plushie pointed at him and heard a muffled "Hate it."

Getting shy again

Clearly, she’s a girl whose face turns red with a breath on the ear, a very sensitive and shy temperament.

Uesugi Sakura tried to pull away the shark obstructing his view.

Unexpectedly, Hanamaru Hanabi held it tightly, refusing to let her face move away from the shark’s belly.

How could this work? Little Hanabi’s shy demeanor was like a daily spiritual nourishment.

Uesugi Sakura lifted the blanket and then her thin pajamas.

Exposing her fair, flat little belly to the air, he sat on her thighs and started tickling her slender, soft waist with his hands.

As he lifted her nightdress from her belly and realized what he intended to do, Hanamaru Hanabi immediately gave in, pushing the shark towards him with both hands:

"Sakura-kun! Haha~ No, don’t tickle~ Haha~~"

"This won’t do. If Hanabi is disobedient, she’ll be punished."

Uesugi Sakura’s fingers danced like playing the piano on her slender, white waist, quickly turning her white belly pink.

Hanamaru Hanabi kept begging for mercy, her slender waist twisting continuously. The faster Uesugi Sakura’s movements, the more she laughed.

Her breaths became more and more hurried, and her laughter came in broken gasps and sporadic words amidst the relentless tickling:

"Wrong, hahaha—wrong,

Uesugi Sakura thought she was laughing quite happily, and the shark she blocked with was long since set aside.

"I can stop if you agree to my request, right?"

Hanamaru Hanabi’s little head was all about the feeling from her waist, her face was flushed, and she couldn’t think straight from the tickling:

"What, what... hahaha—"

"What else?" Uesugi Sakura smiled lightly, intensifying his fingers’ pressure, teasing her into fits of laughter, "What about the sailor suit promised?"

Hanamaru Hanabi couldn’t bear the tickling. Her naturally sensitive body couldn’t resist his fingers jumping on her waist, instinctively agreeing:

"I’ll wear it, will wear it, Sakura-kun, Sakura-kun! Just stop first."

Since Madam has spoken, how could Uesugi Sakura refuse?

He took his hand off and felt her soft tummy, realizing it was a bit warm.

Looks like she’s tired from playing.

Upon closely observing Hanamaru Hanabi panting on the bed, her complexion was rosy, her gaze drifting, hands weak, pink pajamas slightly disheveled, straps slipping off her pale shoulders, her belly exposed, appearing utterly defenseless.

It was just some tickling after all.

Uesugi Sakura leaned down, pecked her lips lightly and said with a smile:

"Can you put it on now?"

Hanamaru Hanabi’s shining gaze drifted over his face, catching her breath, she softly said:

"Sakura-kun, don’t tickle anymore, it’s so ticklish."

Uesugi Sakura extended his finger, drawing circles on her tummy: "How can that be? I only like to tease you this way."

Hanamaru Hanabi wanted to say something more, but he sealed her soft lips directly with his mouth.

"Mmm mmm--"

Her little hands weakly patting his back.

Hanamaru Hanabi could feel him gently biting her.

Her body gradually leaning closer, hands gently caressing her belly, cradling her small waist.

Hanamaru Hanabi’s heart rippled with emotions, deeply letting her know, she really likes this...

When he let go, the girl’s eyebrows and eyes were already full of charm, her lilac eyes glistening in the room light, brimming with hues.

Hanamaru Hanabi was still reminiscing about the taste in her mouth when his voice resonated in her ear:

"Time to put on the outfit you promised."

Perhaps love is like this, always willing to do many things for him.

Hanamaru Hanabi quietly agreed.

In the process of changing, she forbade him from watching.

Uesugi Sakura could only lie sideways on the bed, facing the night sky outside the window.

The night sky was beautiful, the stars complimenting the moonlight, and the vast night was filled with the densest blue.

This should have been scenery to relax the mind.

But people are restless; Uesugi Sakura’s thoughts were already fixated on the girl changing clothes, he occasionally sneaked a few glances backward to avoid being discovered.

He glimpsed a back that could only be described as delightful.

Curves, indentations, all charmingly sweet.

Moreover, what she wore just now was a nightgown, so the changing process didn’t involve a bra... nor would straps appear on her smooth back.

Switching his gaze slightly from the back to the curves of the upper waist, if looking forward... he would see....

Ahem, Uesugi Sakura could only say, some scenes can only be sensed, not described.

He especially paid attention to whether Hanabi noticed him, in fact, she hadn’t at all.

Since watching, certain thoughts just refused to leave his mind.

"Sakura-kun." Hanamaru Hanabi’s voice came from behind.

"Changed?" Uesugi Sakura turned around and saw Hanabi clad in a sailor suit, with a red ribbon, a small shirt, a pleated skirt, and clean white short stockings.

This outfit, with Hanabi’s adorable, exquisite face, was truly eye-catching.

"Come on, come on," Uesugi Sakura kept beckoning, patting the bed beside him.

Hanamaru Hanabi blushed, but still walked over.

When she lifted her white stocking-clad leg onto the bed and hugged her knees, Uesugi Sakura suddenly wondered why he was so eager today?

But, little Hanabi’s legs, are truly mesmerizing.

Especially when wrapped snugly in white stockings, at the knees and ankles where hints of skin peeked, those curves were like bending to his will, making everything smooth and seamless.

Little legs like ice creams,

Making him want to squeeze, curious about the feel of those cute little feet.

"Sakura-kun... so weird..." Hanamaru Hanabi murmured in a soft voice.

Uesugi Sakura saw she was still shy and could only say, "Not weird, just because you’re too cute."