Chapter 90 The Liked Weekend

Chapter 90: Chapter 90 The Liked WeekendHanamaru Hanabi thought about the events she experienced with him today. Drawing, making bento, apologizing together, walking in the park, eating eel, shopping on the high street, drinking coffee. So many things were packed together. "Sakura-kun..." "I’m here." Hanamaru Hanabi tried to find her words, and after a while, she hesitated before saying, "Hanabi... and Sakura-kun... are we on a date...?" "Yes, today is our first date," Uesugi Sakura smiled, facing her shy face, "Remember what I said about apologizing? Sakura-kun’s apology to Hanabi is to spend the whole day with her, going on a date." "Finally found, the youthful glow" "Facing the things you love earnestly" Just like the lyrics playing in the shop. "Wasn’t it a great day, right?" "Yeah..." Hanamaru Hanabi pursed her lips, reflecting on the warm memories from today, wishing she could have such happy and fulfilling days every day, "Hanabi... is really happy today... Hanabi... is really glad... Hanabi... really likes Sakura-kun..." Her voice grew quieter, but Uesugi Sakura clearly heard her last sentence. "Hanabi, who do you like?" he asked with a smile. "I like... Sakura-kun..." Hanamaru Hanabi didn’t shy away, her soft, sweet voice touching the heart as she looked into his violet eyes without blinking, yet so lively. Uesugi Sakura didn’t expect her to confess so straightforwardly: "Is Hanabi-chan confessing to me?" "Yeah..." Hanamaru Hanabi seemed about to lower her head again. Click. Uesugi Sakura captured the moment on his phone: In the cafe, with a shy Hanabi making her confession, a caramel latte left untouched before her. He added a note: Holding her dress tightly, one big and one small bow on her collar and hair, a colorful tied string on her wrist, very brave, and very happy. The sound of the photo-taking drew the curiosity of many in the cafe. They all looked over to the window seat, seeing the shy, innocent girl. With her beautiful face, obedient and cute sitting posture, sweet and appropriate attire, she looked like a perfect young girl. The kind that, with just one glance, would captivate your attention, making it hard to think of anything else. After watching for a while, they couldn’t help but sigh inwardly, wishing it was them sitting across from her. Uesugi Sakura disliked how the camera sound couldn’t be turned off on his phone. "Sakura-kun..." Hanamaru Hanabi didn’t like too many people watching her, but fortunately, most were couples, not daring to stare too long at a girl. Uesugi Sakura turned the phone screen towards her, smiling, "This photo will be my wallpaper." He was actually seeking her approval. "As long as Sakura-kun likes it..." Hanamaru Hanabi trembled, hurriedly picking up her cup to take a sip of the latte, unable to believe she actually told him "I like you" just moments ago. Oh— And with so many people watching, she really, really, really wanted to bury her face under the table. "Shall we prepare to go home?" Uesugi Sakura wanted to hold her hand again. "Yeah..." —————— In the evening, Uesugi Sakura was alone in the small yard, watering the flowers, believing that a timely thirst could enhance their survival instincts. Two originally half-dead peonies surprisingly bloomed in mid-April, not knowing if it’s a good omen. On a sleepless night, in the vast house with only Uesugi Sakura, tossing and turning on the bed, unable to sleep. His mind was filled with the feeling of holding her in the park. When can I hold her to sleep? Thinking about it only made him more awake, finally resorting to hugging a rolled-up blanket, seeking comfort in its embrace, to fall asleep fitfully. The next morning, it was raining. Not sure if the flowers pleaded for rain from the sky, lamenting his cruelty, but today’s morning run plan was ruined by the drizzle. On rainy days, he didn’t want to go out. Quietly listening to the rain, patiently reading books was his best choice for the rainy days. But unfortunately, he had to go out today, so Uesugi Sakura planned to lazily sleep all morning, not even having breakfast. Last night he had serious insomnia; after all, it’s hard to control a 16-year-old body. Like this, halfway through catching up on sleep, Uesugi Sakura suddenly smelled a girlish scent. He opened his eyes abruptly. Luckily, Hanabi was clothed this time, nothing too serious. Hanamaru Hanabi quietly crouched by the bed, cutely tilting her head: "Sakura-kun... are you awake?" A pair of clear, bright eyes stared into his sleepy ones. Uesugi Sakura didn’t get up, still lying in bed, weakly saying: "Feeling a bit... uncomfortable..." Sure enough, his weak appearance made Hanamaru Hanabi concern immediately, leaning in to ask quickly: "Sakura-kun, Sakura-kun, where do you feel unwell?" "Hmm..." Uesugi Sakura slightly closed his eyes, frowning occasionally, then breathing heavily, as if chest tight. His hand moved slowly under the blanket, covering his chest, showing pain: "Heart, so tired..." "Sakura-kun, please wait! Hanabi, Hanabi will find Aunt Nobuko!" Hanamaru Hanabi hurriedly stood up, sliding on her slippers about to leave. "Wait!" Uesugi Sakura quickly said: "Hanabi... come here..." The weak tone mixed with a hint of entreaty, Hanamaru Hanabi didn’t hesitate and quickly ran to his bedside. "Sakura, Sakura-kun!!" This wasn’t a call of concern for him but her cry of panic and anxiety from being pressed onto the bed. As she approached, he suddenly grabbed her shoulders, pinning her to the bed. "Hanabi, why do you always smell so good?" Uesugi Sakura’s face slowly approached her pinned form, sniffing her scent. "Sakura... Sakura-kun..." Hanamaru Hanabi turned her head to the side, too embarrassed by the position to look him in the eye. Uesugi Sakura lifted his head contentedly but still held her shoulders down, smiling as he said to her: "Good morning, Hanabi." "Good... good morning... Sakura-kun..." Hanamaru Hanabi was a bit scared, feeling that Uesugi Sakura seemed strange this morning. Uesugi Sakura stared at her blushing face, not daring to meet his gaze, leaning close to her ear, softly whispering: "Another dream, right?" He gently blew into her ear. Oh— In an instant, her ear turned red, Hanamaru Hanabi shut her eyes tightly, biting her lip, as her thighs, wrapped in white stockings, tightened inward, her feet curling up, tensing her body. "Sakura, Sakura-kun..." Uesugi Sakura kept his mischievous smile: "Yesterday Hanabi said I could touch her chest, in reality, I can’t do that, but in a dream, even if Hanabi knows, she’d forgive me, right?" Vaguely, he heard her faint breathy voice. "Right, Hanabi?"