"Let me see. Yuyu _cute but sounds better on little children. Yuri _ is soft and sweet, but still, distant." Jun pondered with exaggerated grimaces.
The baker was choosing which of Sayuri's three nicknames he would call her.
Yuli laughed, blushing. She was especially beautiful, with a sweatshirt that had been a Haruki's gift on her last birthday. It was stylish and comfortable for walking and cycling.
"Hm! Yuli, it's unique, it's special! Yuli-chan it is!" Jun decided and laughed, relaxed.
It had started early in the morning when the group met for their trip to Belgium. Haruki hadn't seen him so calm in ages.
The sudden attention embarrassed Sayuri. The girl had been locked up in the new residence for several days, for fear of going out alone. She had the protection of a bodyguard, but she was afraid of him too.
