Under Hanamaru Hanabi's gaze, as he watched her with amusement, she dared not meet his eyes and could only obediently answer his question:
"No...early, you can't eat... in the morning."
"Do you still remember the promise you made to Sakura?"
"Uh...I have to draw a picture."
"Good, as long as you remember. You're quite the famous one online now, your works might be worth a lot someday."
"Hanabi just draws some illustrations online, it's nothing major..."
"Haven't many game companies hired you to draw their backgrounds? I saw your Twitter has attracted a lot of followers, though you barely post anything, so it didn't gain much heat, most just praise you under the posts."
Uesugi Sakura let go of her face, "By the way, how much do you have in savings now, Hanabi?"
Normally in Japan, one wouldn't ask such a question, as it lacks courtesy and invades privacy, easily arousing resentment.
