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It rained today and the whole sky was gray.

The rain fell on the windowsill, covering the transparent glass with a faint crystal water droplet. Uesugi Tho looked at the bustling pedestrians holding umbrellas outside and pulled the window to the right.

He turned around and found that Hanama Hanawa, who was wearing a cat-eared maid, brought a small cake:

"Thank you, thank you for your hard work, do you want to eat some cake that Huahuo just made?"

"Thank you." Uesugi Dou smiled at her and was about to reach out to get it, but she moved the tray away.

"Wait a minute! Hanahuo feeds him to Joe." Hanamaru Hanahuo recited a piece of cake with his little hands and fed it to Uesugi's mouth. When he asked him to stare at the cake close to him, his neck shrank back, "Come on, open your mouth, ah~"

Uesugi Nothing had any scruples and ate them in one bite.

"Is this a feeding?"

"What do you think of Zhaojun? The food from the fireworks."

"It feels pretty good, it feels like being spoiled."

"So, Do Jokun likes being pampered too?" Hanamaru Hanaguro couldn't help but cover her face and chuckled.

"Everyone likes it, but some people don't want to admit it, and I'm very generous."

Hanaman Hanabu laughed again.

"Then feed another one."

"OK."

Akaerina, who had just come out of the kitchen, looked at the ambiguous two people by the window and kept shaking her head, muttering the word "bad fate".

"Are we too intimate in the store? Fortunately, no one saw it at this time."

"What are you worried about?" Hanamaru Hanamaru hugged the plate in front of your chest. "Hanamaru took advantage of everyone's busyness to come out to get some cake for Zuojun to eat. Even if you want to hide your identity, you don't have to be too careful now, because Hanamaru discovered that there was only one person around Zuojun who was inclined to like Zuojun."

"Akae or Kobashi?" Uesuma Doe tried to ask her. Recently, Akaerina talked to her the most, and Kobashi was very at ease learning to make coffee.

Hanamaru Hanabu laughed without saying a word, neither nodding nor shaking his head.

"Don't you know?"

"I think it's pretty normal."

"Zhaojun is really stupid. If Zhaojun is not handsome, he will not be able to catch up with girls."

"Am I stupid?"

"Well, sometimes it's pretty stupid."

"..." This is the first time Uesugi Doro said this by his wife. Didn't he always say that she was a little fool before?

Sure enough, black fireworks and fireworks are still different.

"Is Zhao Jun angry?"

"How could you get angry about this kind of thing?"

"Huahuo works here just to be with Zhaojun, catching the little fox, etc., but by the way, Huahuo still remembers what Zhaojun said to Huahuo before: We have a coffee shop, which is located in a deserted corner. Although it is not famous, there are also a group of loyal customers. They come every afternoon. I make coffee for the guests, you serve the guests a simple meal, and after a busy day, we wash dishes in the kitchen together, chat about interesting things, and when we are interested, we will also go to see the moon in the night sky together and rely on each other."

Uesugi Do remembered that she had said this, but she didn't expect that she could remember it so clearly.

"Do you know? Huahuo has always liked the picture described by Zuijun, day after day, and then faced the setting of the sunset and the rising of the morning light. Every day, every day, it has always been like this and will never end."

"Daojun still likes Hanahuo's smile every day, and he also says gentle words to Hanahuo, hugs her and pampers her every day."

"Because I like these too much, Huahuo has spared a lot of time to work with Zhaojun."

"Zhao Jun, can you feel the feeling of Huahuo?"

"If it were another Joe-jun's words, he would definitely turn around and leave without looking back when he heard Hanawa's words."

Hanamaru Hanabu's tone was calm, not like her who was weak on weekdays, nor was she very controlled when she was sick.

Uesugi Do can only deal with the weak air in her daily life. I really don’t know what to say to comfort her mood for this other personality.

Hanamaru Hanamigu lowered his head and picked up a piece of cake with his little hands. When he looked up and was about to feed him, he suddenly laughed: "Haamigu knows that Joe-kun won't do this, so let's eat the cake."

......

"Thank you for your hard work at Uesugi."

"Well, thank you for your hard work, too."

It was 7:30 pm. After a busy day, Uesugi Sao took Hanamaru Hanai to say goodbye to everyone.

Uesuma went downstairs and rode a bicycle, and went home with Hanamaru Hanabu, who had a scarf tied between his neck.

The weather became colder and a thin layer of twilight hung in the sky to the west.

The temperature dropped to ten degrees today. In order to make the evening breeze less cold, Uesugi Sao deliberately slowed down his bike, exhaled in heat in his mouth, and shrank his body to resist the cold.

A pair of white hands suddenly held a sea blue scarf and gently tied it around his neck from behind.

These hands were very careful and wrapped around his neck several times, so they would not feel very warm while strangling their necks.

Uesugi Take a look and finds that Hanamara Hanabu, who is sitting on the back seat, took off his scarf and tied it to him.

"Is it still cold?" the girl's voice said in detail in her ears.

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It's not dawn.

It is suitable for squids in the quilt to keep warm in winter.

I can't bear to get up, nor can I bear to change the quilt into clothes to prevent the cold.

I was even more reluctant to leave the warm hut and go outside to see the flying snow floating all over the sky.

The fragrance filled the slow and rhythmic breath. Uesugi Sao, who was lying in the quilt and enjoying the temperature, habitually touched Hanamara Hanawa's belly beside him.

Her stomach has always been very soft, smooth and soft. Evenly, it will feel warm and comfortable in the palm of her palm - because of this, she will be reluctant to leave after touching it.

But at this moment, Uesugi, who had his eyes closed, noticed the strangeness.

His hands stretched out were not touching his soft belly, but a little hard and very flat belly.

Although he was not fully awake and his consciousness was still blurred, he also vaguely knew that this feeling was very strange in terms of the feel.

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

Following this feeling, skip the belt and slide your hands down.

As he touched, Uesugi Seo suddenly lost all sleepiness and sat up from the bed.

"you!"

Just as he was about to speak, he found that the face in front of him seemed a little familiar.

Perhaps because he didn't wake up, his eyes were still a little misty. He blinked several times in a row. Only when his eyes adapted to the faint light could he be sure that the face in front of him was his extremely familiar appearance.

Uesuma Sato was lying beside him.

But wait.

He is Uesugi, then...Who am I...?

"I..." He opened his mouth and made a sound in his throat, his voice lined up with a weak voice that was very familiar to him on weekdays.

The sound of the little fire?

Uesugi Dou realized something and stretched out his hands to look.

The wrists are as white as jade, the skin is delicate, and the fingers are slender.

"Haiwa's hand?"

The voice was no longer the voice he spoke on weekdays, but the soft and soft voice of Hanamaru Hanai.

He turned his head and looked at his shoulders. It was petite, snow-white, and a pink suspender was hung on it.

His eyes shifted again, moving directly below.

There, two small hills were raised under the pale pink pajamas.

"I'm the Fireworks?"

Uesugi Sao patted his face again, and the soft rebound made him understand completely.

Now I am... Hanaman Hanabu.

...........

It was snowing outside the window, [Huawan Fireworks] The duck was sitting on the bed, and the girl's cute face was a little calm and touching at this time.

After all, I became a girl for the first time, I was curious.

[Hanwanmaru Hanai] reached out with both hands in front of him, spread his five fingers into the middle and held them.

His eyes kept shifting on his left and right hands, and then he moved his slender and tender little hands upwards, slowly covering the raised hills on his chest.

[Huawanhuai] Close your hands carefully.
To be continued...