The hand slowly glided over the soft, even flesh, the girl's warm belly was fair and tender.
Uesugi Sakura looked at Hanamaru Hanabi's face as she lay on her side with her eyes closed, and asked, "Feeling better?"
"Sakura-kun's hand... so warm..." Hanamaru Hanabi's weak voice was vague and slow.
"Feeling better?"
"Mm..."
"Want me to continue?"
"Sakura-kun... rub a bit more..."
The raindrops trickled down, and the cold wind and rain pounded the doors and windows, soaking the building.
Yet, the two under the covers felt no chill.
Smelling Hanabi's scent, rubbing the girl's belly, it inevitably led to some fanciful thoughts.
"Next week the preliminary rounds start, would you like to come and watch, Hanabi?"
Hanamaru Hanabi opened her eyes, embarrassed to look at his face as her belly was being rubbed.
"Hanabi will come to cheer for Sakura-kun. Watching Sakura-kun shoot arrows is quite relaxing and cool."
"Thank you."
