The seawall is filled with the scent of the ocean, the azure sky still drifting with snow-white clouds.
As their eyes met, the girl's soft body was embraced, slowly emitting a fragrance and warmth.
Uesugi Sakura truly didn't know how to respond to the feelings of the timid girl in his arms.
He merely met her a little earlier and helped her out a bit.
Perhaps, as Grandma said, this feeling is simple enough, yet precious due to its serendipity.
"Little Hanabi, Sakura will always like you."
Quietly listening to the sound of the waves crashing on the shore, Hanamaru Hanabi, leaning her neck on his shoulder and being held tightly, couldn't help hugging him back.
In her adorable rosy cheeks, a warming smile began to appear.
"Hanabi... feels the same..."
...
The dog days, from mid-July to mid or late August.
These are the hottest days of the year.
The sea breeze lifted the strands of hair, causing the dark green leaves in the orchard to rustle.
