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Fujiwara Reya looked perplexed.
"Sister is nineteen this year!" Mrs. Kasahara said proudly, lifting her chin.
Seeing her girlish actions, Fujiwara Reya accepted the idea that she was younger than Fukaeri.
"There are flowers over there, let's take a look." Mrs. Kasahara said, skipping over with a cheerful step.
It was a flowerbed, with clusters of pure white flowers, looking particularly pristine from a distance. As she crossed the lawn, Mrs. Kasahara said, "I once brought Asuka here when she was a child, back then, there wasn't this flowerbed."
She bent down to take pictures of the flowers, her posture adding a special charm.
"At that time, Asuka was still very clingy to Fukaeri, right?" Fujiwara Reya asked.
"Of course, they were like conjoined twins." Mrs. Kasahara laughed.
From Fujiwara Reya's perspective, her skin was more delicate than the petals, her features more exquisite, and her cheeks carried a hint of redness from the sun.
