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

"No, no... Jun... Mom... Mom and the others are home..."

"Are you home? No problem, honey, let me kiss you first, quick."

Hanabi Hanabi glanced at the doorway and, finding no one there, said to him, "Well... you can only kiss me once, okay?"

"One time is enough."

Uesugi watched with delight as she looked at his little face.

Her eyes were closed, her face flushed with a rosy hue, her brows slightly furrowed, and her expression held a hint of girlish anticipation.

Uesugi took a big bite of those soft, sweet lips.

Marrying such a young and beautiful wife must bring him immense happiness.

However, when they parted, Uesugi noticed that Mrs. Hanamaru, who was standing at the door, was looking at them with a smile.

......

Well, this is a bit awkward.

......

Uesugi helped Hanabi Hanabi to the living room; she was walking with a limp.

When asked if it hurt, she said no.

But Uesugi must be in a lot of pain, otherwise why would she be walking so awkwardly?

Originally, Hanabi Hanabi said she would cook dinner, but Mrs. Uesugi and Mrs. Hanabi came to visit them today, and seeing that Hanabi Hanabi couldn't walk, they took over the cooking for dinner.

"Ah, cut the potato."

“Okay,” Uesugi replied to his mother.

He was quite skilled with a knife. He rolled up his sleeves, picked up the knife on the cutting board, and quickly chopped several potatoes into evenly sized shreds.

He put the shredded potatoes into a strainer bowl, turned on the tap, and strained them again with clean water.

At that moment, Mrs. Hanamaru walked in and asked him with a smile:

"Little one, what happened to the fireworks sauce?"

Mrs. Uesugi nodded in agreement after hearing this and said:

"Yes, that's not good. Ah, you're a man, you should be more considerate."

"..."

Faced with the teasing from the two mothers, Uesugi didn't know how to respond and could only wash the shredded potatoes.

The clear water flowed across my palm, releasing a slight coolness.

"Ah?"

"...Yes...I will..."

"Oh, you didn't bully Hanabi-chan, did you?"

No, really no.

Mrs. Hanamaru smiled like a mother: "The little one is still a good child."

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It was not clear.

Winter is the perfect time to snuggle up in bed and keep warm.

I couldn't bear to get out of bed, nor could I bear to change my blankets into clothes to keep warm.

Even more reluctant to leave the warm little house and go outside to see the snow falling all around.

The fragrance filled his gently rhythmic breaths as Uesugi lay in bed enjoying the warmth, habitually touching the little belly of Hanabi Hanamaru beside him.

Her belly was always very soft, smooth and tender, and as you touched it, a warm and comfortable feeling would appear in your palm—and because of this, you would be reluctant to leave once you started touching it.

But at this moment, Uesugi, with his eyes closed, sensed something strange.

His outstretched hand touched not a soft belly, but a slightly firm, very flat lower abdomen.

Although he was not fully awake and his consciousness was still hazy, he vaguely knew that this feeling was very strange in terms of texture.

He frowned subconsciously, then continued to stroke his stomach, feeling increasingly strange.

Following this feeling, he skipped the belt and slid his hand down.

As he touched her, Uesugi was instantly wide awake and sat up abruptly in bed.

"you!"

Just as he was about to speak, he realized that the face in front of him seemed somewhat familiar.

Perhaps because he hadn't fully woken up, his eyes were still a little blurry. He blinked several times in a row, and only after his eyes adjusted to the dim light could he be sure that the face in front of him was one he knew all too well.

Uesugi was lying right next to her.

But wait.

He's Uesugi, so... who am I...?

"I...?" He opened his mouth, a sound coming from his throat, a weak voice that was very familiar to him.

What's the sound of Little Fireworks?

Uesugi realized something and stretched out his hands to look at them.

Her wrists were as white as jade, her skin was delicate, and her fingers were slender.

"Fireworks' hand?"

His voice was no longer his usual tone, but rather Hanamaru Hanabi's soft, gentle voice.

He turned his head to look at his shoulder again; it was petite and snow-white, with a pink camisole hanging on it.

My gaze shifted again, landing directly below.

There, beneath the pale pink pajamas, two small mounds rose.

"Am I Hanabi?"

Uesugi patted his cheeks again, and the soft bounce made him understand completely.

I am Hanamaru Hanabi now.

........

Snowflakes fell outside the window. [Hana Maru Hanabi] sat on the bed, her cute face showing a mixture of calm and emotion.

The first time I became a girl, I was naturally curious.

【Hana Maru Hanabi】stretched her hands in front of her, spread her fingers and clenched them together.

Her gaze shifted back and forth between her left and right hands, then she moved her slender, delicate hands upwards, slowly covering the small mound on her chest.

【Hana Maru Hanabi】Carefully bring your hands together.

At this moment, only a thin layer of pink pajamas separated the fingers from the skin, and the softness was simply irresistible.

My hands felt as if they had melted into thick milk.

It was so comfortable it defied description.

【Hana Maru Hanabi】swallowed hard and looked down at the delicate little hands that were constantly kneading the hill.

This feeling was very strange, a strange feeling I had never experienced before.

She could clearly feel the sensations her body was giving her: itchy, a little painful, and a little... comfortable.

"This is... a girl...?"

The kneading hands did not stop; instead, due to a strange feeling in their hearts, they increased the pressure slightly.

【Hana-maru Hanabi】closed her eyes, her throat unconsciously emitting a soft, delicate sound, her cute cheeks began to flush, and her body immediately warmed up.

That's so strange, he quickly stopped what he was doing.

"Is this... how Hanabi usually feels?"

Uesugi knew that Hanabi was usually shy and physically sensitive, but he never expected her to be this sensitive.

Even a slight touch with a little force will cause the body temperature to rise rapidly.

"Quiet, quiet, quiet."

【Hana Maru Hanabi】let out a soft sigh of relief, trying to calm herself down.

The snow was still falling outside the window, and the air conditioner inside was oscillating up and down, blowing warmth, but if you stared out the window for a while, you couldn't help but feel a chill.

However, at this moment, [Hana-maru Hanabi] did not feel that way. She only felt that her body was still warm, and it seemed that there was a flame in her lower abdomen, which made the warmth spread throughout her body.

This feeling is so strange.

Her cheeks were still burning, and although Hanamaru Hanabi didn't want it to be like this, her body just showed these signs on its own.

However, she still had something she was curious about after just that experiment.

[Hanabi Hanabu] secretly glanced at [Uesugi], and from that sleeping posture, he could confirm that Hanabi was inside his body.

Quiet and steady breathing.

I glanced at Hanabi like that to prevent her from noticing my next little scheme.

【Hana-Maru Hanabi】Control your little hand to touch your belly, and the soft, fleshy feel is exactly what Hanabi's belly feels like.

He didn't know whether he should do it or not.

But after circling his hand around her stomach for a while, he couldn't resist his curiosity and, with his index and middle fingers together, slowly explored down directly below her navel, until he passed through her pure white panties...

.......

.......

【Hana Maru Hanabi】Withdrew her right hand, and glanced at her index and middle fingers together in front of her.

Through the faint light of the snow falling outside the window, he noticed that the tips of two fingers had a crystal-clear, sticky substance attached to them.

He seemed to have discovered a remarkable secret about Little Fireworks.