SUMIRE
A deep sigh escaped Sumire's lips as she slumped on the empty audience seats that would soon be filled. She sends a quick message to Yumi-senpai with a photo of the stage saying she was done. 'Damn Yumi-senpai, I understand decorating the stage using the leftover budget. But, asking me to personally attach each flower? I almost forgot how much of a spartan she could be.'
These decorative flowers have been hand crafted by herself. She has been working on them since Yumi-senpai announced the tournament. Requesting hundreds of paper made flowers in a short amount of time. 'I didn't think I'd get it done on time.'
Sumire's gaze fell on the bandages on her fingers and recalled Yuhi kissing each finger with that wicked tongue of his. Her cheeks coloured at the memory.
'I finished the last batch. You should have asked for my help from the beginning you silly girl.'
