Back home, at the porch, Uesugi Sakura put away the wet umbrella and leaned it against the wall, holding a bouquet of White Lily in his right hand. He fished out the key from his pocket and unlocked the door.
As soon as the door opened, the scent of citrus filled the air.
The hallway had been sprayed with citrus freshener by Hanamaru Hanabi; she said it was to make the small temporary abode feel more like home.
So that when people come back home, the familiar scent of citrus would bring them comfort.
She called it an impression, meant to leave a lasting mark in the mind.
Just like when he smelled the scent of lilies, Uesugi Sakura would subconsciously think of the youthful aura of little Hanabi.
He changed his shoes and returned to the bedroom they shared, placed the purchased lilies, and lay directly on the large bed.
He pulled over the large shark Hanabi usually rested her face on, mimicking her by pressing his face against the white belly of the shark to rest.
