The sunlight streaming through the window made Hanamaru Hanabi, who was sleeping soundly, furrow her brows and suddenly feel her face itch.
It was as if someone was pinching and rubbing it.
Opening her eyes, the girl slightly stretched her snow-white neck, which had some red marks on it.
Then her little nose let out a lazy waking sound.
Getting up was incredibly difficult for Little Hanabi on the weekends.
"Did you stay up late drawing last night?"
"Hanabi… no…" Hanamaru Hanabi's weak voice sounded like sleep talk as she hugged the life-sized shark plushie in her arms.
Then...
There was no more movement.
Seeing that she wanted to keep sleeping, Uesugi Sakura reached towards her little nose, bending his index finger and constantly rubbing it against her nasal bridge.
As she gently shook her head, the movement grew more exaggerated.
Hanamaru Hanabi, with sleepy eyes shut tight, kept twitching her nose and shaking her head, trying to shake off the uncomfortable itch.
"Mmm—"
