Sakura doesn’t look very happy to see me.
It’s fine, I understand the allure of having the apartment all to myself. Too bad I’m back and she has to share now.
After showering and eating, I told her everything before she could pester me for details. And I mean everything.
I don’t try to hide things from Sakura. She always finds out.
After unloading everything on her, she stands up, walks to the kitchen, and comes back with four bottles of vodka. Two in each hand.
“It’s too early to drink Hoshino”.
She ignores me. She pops the cork off one of the bottles and starts chugging the thing down like water.
After drinking half of the bottle, she sets it down and sighs. “You said that Aronohai Miyamura shared your heat with you?”.
“Yeah”. I reach for one of the bottles, she smacks my han
