Living in Tokyo, all I want to do is laze around.

Apart from her snow-white shoulders that had slipped off her pink tank top, her bare feet were still tender, with pink and white, soft and delicate toes that were rosy and alluring.

It makes you want to grab and pinch it, to feel its plumpness in your hands, and to enjoy the shy expression of a girl being grabbed.

Hanabi Hanamaru, sensing the wind and feeling her body getting cold, showed a slight reaction.

But she continued to sleep without moving an inch.

The more I look at her, the more I like her.

Kai Uesugi's eyes gradually closed into slits.

Touching her toes will definitely wake her up; she's too ticklish.

......

A hand slowly slipped inside the girl's clothes and quietly touched her soft, white belly.

Before touching her, Uesugi Kai first tried gently pinching the soft, delicate flesh on her stomach, while observing her reaction.

......

Great, no response.

His hands began to grow bolder.

Slow pressure, indentation, slow contraction, rebound—his exposed belly was continuously rubbed.

Knead, pinch, rub, twist, and draw.

That delicacy, that smoothness, grew increasingly unrestrained in the sliding palm, becoming utterly impossible to suppress.

Hanabi Hanamaru's face flushed a subtle rosy hue, and the soft, bouncy flesh of her belly emanated an ultimate tactile sensation through the lines between her fingers, allowing her brain to clearly perceive the silky smoothness of the girl's skin, like morning milk.

It's so comfortable.

An indescribable comfort.

Therefore, he couldn't help but use both hands to ravage the sleeping girl.

Having one's stomach rubbed is actually a very comfortable thing, and even Hanamaru Hanabi, who was immersed in her dream, reacted a little because of it.

As Uesugi Kai observed her movements, he noticed that her small hands were curled and folded in front of her mouth, and her entire petite body was relaxed.

It looks really comfortable.

No wonder I used to have to rub her belly myself.

Little Fireworks has been sleeping in baggy pants lately. When asked why, she just blushes and mumbles some incoherent nonsense.

It's simply because I'm too shy.

After finishing fussing over her belly, Uesugi Kai withdrew his hand, sat cross-legged on the silk quilt, and gazed intently at her rosy white belly.

Perhaps because she was too comfortable and relaxed, Hanabi, who was sleeping in a girlish position, was sleeping very soundly, and her flushed face had quietly turned blush.

Breathing, up and down, rising and falling.

The rise and fall of her chest caused the girl's small body to sway slightly, filled with the beauty of youth and life in the morning light that sneaked into the house.

The more I look at her, the more I love her cuteness.

Kai Uesugi stood in front of her, staring at her face for a long time.

Girls smell sweet, while Little Fireworks has the delicate fragrance of lilies.

Kai Uesugi glanced once more at her tummy, which she had tormented. It was fair with a hint of cherry blossom, flat yet with the soft texture of a young girl's flesh.

It's absolutely irresistible.

......

His gaze slid upwards from his stomach, where the wrinkled pink clothes he had just folded were now lying.

And moving up a little further...

Girls don't wear bras to bed at night; they only wear a thin, close-fitting camisole.

Therefore, the curve of her chest rose and fell with her breath, making her waist appear to curve downwards, and the lines of the girl's body became more rounded.

......

The close-fitting underwear was a girl's delicate pink color, and the straps of the bra slipped down even further off her shoulders, revealing a large patch of fair skin between her arms and body.

Uesugi couldn't help but think of that shark T-shirt with the large neckline from before, and how he had secretly glanced at it a few times, noting the soft, white flesh puffed up beneath her delicate collarbone.

Now...

Should we... sneak a little...?

Little Fireworks, who loves to sleep in... won't notice, will she?

No way, right?

Time... began to freeze...

The early morning sun gradually warmed the air inside the hotel.

He's a good person, you absolutely can't do that!

That would only make her angry!

Kai Uesugi didn't move, but for some reason, her body became very hot.

......

......

The sinful hands touched her belly, then slid smoothly up her waistline.

......

......

Following the curve of the surface, a sensation of contact came through, and Hanabi's pretty face flushed red, her breathing remaining steady.

......

......

Hmm... how should I describe it?

There's a feeling of... control...

This will cause the five fingers to involuntarily clench together, trying their best to feel...

......

......

The morning light seemed to have transformed into the afternoon sun, scorching the air.

But everything was smooth and slow, gentle and gradual.

As Uesugi Kai stealthily withdrew his hand, he suddenly noticed that Hanamaru Hanabi, who had been fast asleep, blinked her bright purple eyes at him.

"..."

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Lunchtime was at the same restaurant that sold spaghetti as last night.

Taste, romance, and elegance are the ultimate pursuits of Western restaurants. They use soft and soothing lighting, paired with large green plants, to create a relaxed and cheerful atmosphere.

A waiter wearing a shirt and waistcoat approached the small table for five and served Hanabi a plate of spaghetti.

"Excuse me, your white mushroom cream pasta."

"Th-thank you..." Hanabi Hanabi looked up and responded politely.

Thanks......

The soft, delicate voice was especially heart-stirring when it was displayed on the girl's upturned, rosy face, and the young male officer was deeply moved by her exquisite beauty.

Wow...so cute!

His heart was pounding, his heart was pounding, and he felt himself instantly captivated by this cuteness.

After taking the plate back, he politely replied with the most handsome smile he had ever given:

"Thank you, miss. May I...?"

Sunlight streamed in through the glass window.

He suddenly noticed the ring on her ring finger, paused for a few seconds, and then forced a stiff smile:

"If you need anything... please feel free to call me anytime. Please... enjoy your meal."

After the waiter, who had fallen in love one second and broken up the next, walked away with his tray, Mrs. Hanamaru kept staring at her daughter's face.

The more I look, the more amazed I become.

"How did you grow up to be so beautiful? You used to be nobody. Hanabi-chan, did you secretly buy some skincare products and serums recently? Show them to Mom."

"Nothing has changed..."

My knowledge of Hanamaru Hanabi comes entirely from my mother, and I haven't updated it much.

Kai Uesugi sat with his mother, silently eating his pasta.

Mrs. Uesugi looked at Hanabi's feverish face and asked, "Why is Hanabi-chan's face so red? Do you have a cold?"

Mrs. Hanamaru glanced at the two who weren't sitting together eating noodles, and smiled meaningfully, "Noriko, is there even a question?"

"Oh!" Mrs. Uesugi immediately understood. "I get it."

Last night, Mrs. Hanamaru, who had deliberately given both of them a key, smiled and whispered to Hanabi Hanamaru:

"Be extra careful when you're up at night. Even in the summer, remember to cover yourself with a blanket when you sleep so you don't catch a cold."

Hanabi Hanamaru, whose face was almost as red as an apple, continued eating her noodles.

Mrs. Uesugi then turned to Kai Uesugi beside her and said:

"As a guy, you should be more considerate of the girl's feelings and not always think about yourself."

Conversations between best friends' parents are so relaxed; having joked around so often since college, they don't have to worry about their image in front of their in-laws.

Hanabi Hanabi was so ashamed that she didn't dare to interrupt, while Kai Uesugi was completely used to it.