CHAPTER 507: CHAPTER 346 HAZY

"Sakura... why do you want this today..."

Uesugi Sakura faced the ceiling, eyes closed, lying on the girl’s soft thighs as a pillow, his tone calm and gentle:

"Is it not okay...? I feel I can better experience Hanabi’s warmth at this moment... If I could keep this feeling going here, I’d always feel warm inside."

"Sakura, your description is kind of weird..."

Uesugi Sakura pulled her small hand over, gently kneading it in his palm.

The more he held onto this petite hand, the more he felt her real presence: "Having you is such a blessing..."

The girl was very sentimental... As soon as she heard this... Her heart softened...

Hanamaru Hanabi softened her voice and spoke tenderly:

"Being with Sakura, it feels so peaceful... and exceptionally happy..."

"Does time stop?" Uesugi Sakura asked with his eyes closed.

"Hanabi... also wishes for time to stop."

Uesugi Sakura opened his eyes on the girl’s lap pillow, and what greeted him was her slightly flushed, beautiful face.

As he gazed, he naturally put the girl’s small hand to his nose to take a whiff.

Closing his eyes again, he savored the feeling deeply.

Only the sweet scent from this pair of small hands could leave an indescribable sensation in his heart.

"Sakura... What smells so good about Hanabi’s hand..."

"It’s fragrant, and soft too. Try brushing my face with it."

Her small hand touched his face, and when this gentleness met him, it brought an indescribable beauty that made Uesugi Sakura feel completely at peace.

Uesugi Sakura tilted his head slightly, turning towards the inside of the girl’s lap pillow, leaning forward.

His nose brushed against the small belly shielded by a thin pink pajama, and he couldn’t help but take a deep breath.

Fragrant.

The fragrance drifted like a dreamy rainbow.

When he looked up again, the slight blush on her face had turned into a shy maiden’s expression.

"Am I being too strange?"

"No, not at all... Hanabi likes the smell of Sakura too..."

"I thought you’d call me strange, after catching you wearing my shirt before, I figured...that’s why..."

Uesugi Sakura laughed softly, stopping short of finishing his sentence.

Knowing when to see through and when to let it pass, he saved this likely to embarrass her matter for another time when he could tease her.

If he mentioned it, he guessed this lap pillow wouldn’t be available by tomorrow morning.

Uesugi Sakura’s face pressed against her soft thighs, their flesh touching, and he suddenly had an idea.

To bury his face into them deeply.

To bury deeply.

He wanted to know how warm and comfortable these white, slightly chubby thighs were.

This feeling was peculiar.

An urge... an urge to love her with all his might.

"Does Sakura want to sleep a bit more?"

Her voice was soft and gentle, and Uesugi Sakura was captivated by her ethereal yet tangible shadow.

Not wanting to give up this tender haven.

Uesugi Sakura held on a little tighter.

"Yes, let me sleep a little longer."

"Then... while Sakura is sleeping... could you not rest your nose on Hanabi’s tummy... it’s ticklish..."

"No, it’s mine, it’s—my Hanabi."

Stretched his neck on the lap pillow, Hanamaru Hanabi felt tickled, instinctively twisting her waist, her cheeks gradually reddening.

"Sakura... Hanabi is here, not going anywhere, so... could you relax a bit...?"

"No, Hanabi is mine, and the tummy too."

"Sakura is like a child!"

"I am, and I don’t care, Hanabi is mine anyway."

Hanamaru Hanabi blushed deeply, looking down to ask Uesugi Sakura timidly: "What’s up with Sakura...?"

"Fell in love with you."

"Then... then... Hanabi loves Sakura too..."

"Yes, I know, don’t be nervous, just like this... let me stick to you and sleep a bit longer..."

About half an hour later, Uesugi Sakura reluctantly freed himself from her warm haven.

Even when away from her lap pillow, the immersive fragrance seemed to linger in his mind.

He was absent-minded.

After changing clothes, Uesugi Sakura, on his way to freshen up, saw Hanamaru Hanabi standing at the mirror doing her hair.

Unable to resist, he stepped forward and hugged her from behind.

Resting his head on her tiny shoulder, wrapping his arms around her slim waist, gently rocking.

"Sakura... what’s the matter...?"

Hanamaru Hanabi hadn’t expected him to be so clingy this morning, like a real child.

The morning sunlight streamed in from the side window.

Uesugi Sakura looked at the two of them in the mirror for a long time.

In the mirror, the radiant sunlight lit up her face. Due to the hot water from the sink, a layer of steam misted over her face. The reflection of her adorable face in the mirror, seemingly transparent and dreamy, with her unreal purplish eyes adding to her ethereal look, made her seem to float in the hazy mirror.

If he let go, she would disappear like mist in the sun.

The sunlight etched the contour of her face from outside the window, sketching the faint shadow of her profile.

Hanamaru Hanabi naturally noticed him watching her in the mirror, prompting her to whisper again:

"What is it...?"

Uesugi Sakura, on her shoulder, smiled looking at the beautiful reflection in the mirror:

"Of course, I dreamt you became my wife, and you tearfully thanked me at our wedding, saying thank you, Sakura."

Uesugi Sakura lifted his chin off her shoulder, reaching to wipe the foggy mirror.

"Actually, the one who should say thank you the most is me."

The flowing haze disappeared, everything became clear.

He aligned his face with the girl’s face parallel.

Their gaze focused together on the clear mirror.