After a fulfilling week, it started raining again on Saturday.
"Sakura... Sakura-kun... stop pinching Hanabi's face..."
Uesugi Sakura smiled as he squeezed the soft, blush-colored cheeks of Hanamaru Hanabi.
The sensation of the soft flesh seeped into the lines of his fingertips, and his entire heart relaxed.
"Little Hanabi promised me today I could pinch her face."
Because she was at home, Hanamaru Hanabi wore her favorite shark t-shirt with pink balloon shorts underneath, her fair thighs hidden under the quilt, and her petite feet occasionally pulled inwards.
"But... Sakura-kun has been pinching for a long time now..."
Hanamaru Hanabi's cheeks bounced back under the pressure of his fingers, as she looked at him with her eyes and tugged at the wrinkled bed sheets with her small hands.
"You've been pinching since before Hanabi was even awake..."
Sitting at the bedside, Uesugi Sakura withdrew his hands, meeting her clear and gentle gaze.
"Auntie let me in."
