"Ha~"
The mist swirled around, and the warm light of the bath heater became more shadowy at this moment.
Lying in the bathtub, the temperature of the hot water soaked into the skin, enjoying the rare leisure time of the day.
Uesugi Sakura turned his head, picked up the dial next to him, and wiped the water vapor off the top.
22:43:23
It has been half an hour.
Touching his somewhat sore cheek, he could still recall the bamboo sword swipes that Hanamaru Hiroki delivered along with his loud shouts.
"He really shows no mercy at all."
Sighing, the helpless Uesugi Sakura stood up from the bathtub.
He walked to the washstand and used a cloth to wipe the water vapor off the mirror.
Uesugi Sakura looked at his own face.
Hmm...
Quite handsome, quite handsome.
He couldn't help but nod to himself.
However, there was already a bruise on the right cheek, surrounded by a slight purple.
"Why aim for the face?"
