Silence for a second.
"...I told you, what you see online is a scam, it won't hurt."
"Then... then... then... maybe it's better to forget it..." Hanamaru Hanabi quickly said.
"Forget it? That's not something you can back out of so easily."
Uesugi Sakura walked over and stood behind the girl.
The yukata was draped over the body, held tightly by a cloth belt about 30 centimeters wide tied around the waist.
Just pulling the large bow at the back would cause the whole garment to loosen and fall open.
"Sakura... Sakura-kun..." Hanamaru Hanabi hastily clenched her little fists, holding her yukata tight against her chest to prevent it from sliding off completely.
"Shy again?" Uesugi Sakura stood behind her, inhaling her fragrance lightly, embracing her soft, slender waist.
Even through the layer of the silken yukata, his palms could feel the softness and elasticity of her waist.
Moving smoothly upward, Uesugi Sakura grasped her tightly clenched little fists.
