CHAPTER 705: CHAPTER 430: SO... IS THIS THE WARMTH THAT RESISTS THE COLD? _2

He parked the bicycle by the street.

Uesugi Sakura looked back and saw that it was Hanamaru Hanabi, sitting sideways on the back seat, who had taken off her own scarf and tied it on him.

"Still cold?" The girl’s voice softly said in his ear.

"No more..." Uesugi Sakura touched the scarf around his neck, lingering with the girl’s fragrance, and pulled it down a bit, resting his chin on it.

"Don’t say Hanabi doesn’t care about Sakura-kun, okay?"

Uesugi Sakura knew she was speaking as Black Hanabi.

Hanamaru Hanabi’s gaze refocused on the scenery continuously passing by on the roadside, her voice carried a sentiment: "Sakura-kun, do you think Hanabi seems like a wife like this?"

"Hanabi, you are a wife."

"Hanabi has actually learned the duties of being a wife very well, cleaning the house, doing laundry, cooking, tidying Sakura-kun’s clothes collar when he goes out, folding his clothes neatly when there’s nothing to do, spraying some perfume on them, and putting them in the closet."

"Hanabi does all this just hoping Sakura-kun can say a few words to her when he comes home."

"But... Sakura-kun comes home and doesn’t say anything... as if Hanabi isn’t by his side at all."

"Hanabi at that time really hoped like before, he would hold Hanabi, press against her face, and say he likes, likes, likes her so much..."

When Hanamaru Hanabi said these words, there wasn’t much emotion expressed, she just hugged Uesugi Sakura sitting on the bicycle seat in front.

Her body almost lost all warmth outside.

Needed to draw warmth from himself.

It was then that Uesugi Sakura realized, no matter how much of a yandere she was, or what flaws and changes in personality she had.

The starting point was always because she liked him too much.

He realized he had to comfort her feelings a bit.

"Shall we go out and eat something before going home?"

Hanamaru Hanabi hugged his waist, her face against him, silent.

"How about going out to eat ramen? Twenty times spicier! Is that okay, I’ll eat with you."

Hanamaru Hanabi gently nodded on his back.

Seeing her nod, Uesugi Sakura repositioned his hands on the handlebars and immediately said, "Alright, sit tight, I’ll take you there now."

The pink bicycle continued its ride.

Uesugi Sakura made a turn at the intersection, specifically looking for an Ichiran Ramen shop.

He placed an order at the self-service machine for two bowls of ramen, four portions of chashu, and took Hanamaru Hanabi to sit at the backmost seats.

Ichiran Ramen was always lively, filled with the bustle, the steam of ramen, and a sense of warmth permeating the small shop.

And because there were partitions, the noise wasn’t too chaotic.

The twenty times spicier ramen was soon served through the bamboo curtain.

"Guest, thank you for waiting."

The server inside handed over the ramen and chashu in succession, bowed, and pulled down the bamboo curtain in front of them.

Uesugi Sakura took out chopsticks from the package, glanced at Hanamaru Hanabi beside him.

The soup in front of her was a bright red.

"Are you okay now? Feeling better?"

"I’m fine."

"If there’s anything unhappy, you must tell me, whether it’s something you hate, or something that’s troubling you, as long as you’re willing to say, I’ll listen carefully."

"Sakura-kun."

"I’m here."

"Hanabi wants you to feed her."

"Sure, no problem, but noodles are a bit hard to feed, right?"

"It’s okay."

Suddenly, Hanamaru Hanabi stood up, pulled one of his legs with her right hand, and directly sat down between his legs.

Her flowing hair just reached his mouth, and Uesugi Sakura could smell the fragrance on her.

She tilted her head, looking at Uesugi Sakura, and said, "Is this okay?"

"Yeah, it’s fine."

She was really close, and Uesugi Sakura could feel her small body.

Hanamaru Hanabi tilted her body, looked down briefly, then lifted her head and told him, "Sakura-kun, behave a bit, not here, at home Hanabi can help."

"I know."

Uesugi Sakura circled his arms around her shoulders, picked up some noodles with chopsticks, and placed them in front of her. After she gently blew on them, she took a bite with her little mouth.

As he listened to her eating noodles, he gently pushed the noodles from the chopsticks into her mouth.

Because he was tilting his head, the view wasn’t very good, so he could only see her profile and had to rely on feeling to feed the noodles into her mouth.

Quite cumbersome.

"Hanabi like this seems like a child."

Uesugi Sakura’s hands enclosed her body, like hugging her, truly giving the feel of feeding a daughter.

Hanamaru Hanabi slowly finished the noodles and then watched as he picked up another chopstick full to pass in front of her mouth.

"Hanabi is a little sister."

"Want me to be the brother?"

"Sakura-kun, tonight, it’s finally okay, right? Hanabi checked for Sakura-kun, yesterday was already the last day of the egg-switching period."

"..."

"Hmm." Uesugi Sakura watched her eat another portion of noodles and nodded.

What is inevitable always comes, can’t avoid it now.

But this egg-switching period excuse really was a lie to her.

If Hanabi found out he was lying to her, what would happen?

Little Hanabi is still fine, easy to coax.

But Black Hanabi...

Uesugi Sakura was a bit scared to think about it, even starting to feel a bit guilty.

"Sakura-kun, aren’t you feeding me? Or is little Sakura-kun misbehaving?"

"No." Uesugi Sakura quickly picked up another bunch of noodles with the clean chopsticks.

With her mouth full, Hanamaru Hanabi docilely ate.

"Mmm~ I want more~"

"Okay, okay, right away, and don’t move your butt."

"I thought Sakura-kun liked it this way, Hanabi wants to eat chashu~"

"I’ll pick it for you."

After eating the ramen, Hanamaru Hanabi’s mood was indeed much better.

As soon as they got home, just stepping on the entrance, she pushed him against the wall, crouching in front of him.

Hanamaru Hanabi smiled and said, "Little Sakura-kun really isn’t behaving at all."

It seemed a bit... spicy?

Uesugi Sakura had just closed his eyes for a short while when the phone suddenly rang, his body instinctively tensed, Hanamaru Hanabi made a sound, then continued to close her beautiful eyes.

"Hanabi-chan, phone."

Hanamaru Hanabi didn’t listen.

Uesugi Sakura struggled to take the phone out of his pocket, checked the contact, it was his mother calling him.

He picked it up, put it to his ear, and answered.

"...Hello?"

"Hey, Sakura, are you home?"

Hanamaru Hanabi suddenly acted mischievously, and Uesugi Sakura instinctively patted her obedient little head while answering the phone:

"Uh?... Yes, yes."

"If you’re home, can you come out and open the door? Your mother-in-law and I are standing outside now, and your doorbell seems to be not working."

"Outside the door?"

Hearing this, Uesugi Sakura immediately turned his head, looking at the door not even a meter away from him.

"Yes, we brought some fruits over for you, and some tea, which was given by your dad’s workplace, he doesn’t use it often at home."

"Oh... I see, okay, I’ll open the door right away." Uesugi Sakura quickly removed the phone, whispered to remind Hanamaru Hanabi, but she still didn’t seem to hear.

Uesugi Sakura couldn’t help but took a deep breath.

"Are you and Hanabi-chan both home?"

"Ah, yes," Uesugi Sakura put the phone back to his ear, unable to hold back anymore, said, "Just got home not long ago, I, I’m in the living room, hanging up now."

Quickening pace, Uesugi Sakura hurriedly set the phone aside.

...

Outside the door.

Mrs. Uesugi put away her phone, murmuring to Mrs. Hanamaru beside her: "Feels a bit strange."

"Strange how?"

"Feels like, Sakura seems very tired."

"Very tired?" Mrs. Hanamaru’s mind turned, "Is Hanabi-chan home?"

"Yes, he said they just came back not long."

Mrs. Hanamaru laughed, covering her mouth, lowering her voice deliberately: "Then perhaps, we interrupted them."

"Can’t be."

"Who says it’s not possible? Don’t young people like to get together when they come home?"

"Then we really came at a bad time, I was still hoping for grandchildren."

"Let’s deliver the fruits and leave, before they finish their passion."

"Do you think that phone call just now would have scared little Sakura?"

"Possibly."

"What a sin."

"Haha, maybe we’ve even created a life."

The two mother-in-laws casually discussed these things outside the door, even bursting into laughter.