Hanako's steps were light and soft against the pavement, covered in white unblemished snow. Her long pink hair was getting slightly tousled in the wind, and her green eyes gazed, unfocused, ahead. She held her hands in the pockets of her brown coat, scarf snuggly resting over her neck and chin. It felt nice to simply walk, having nothing to do; more than nice, it felt comfortable, soothing, and strangely... liberating. It felt too long since she felt like this.

Hanako soon found herself in front of a familiar bookstore, the one that never ceased to surprise her with great findings. Hanako stepped inside, breathing the scent of books and citrus, and walked over to the bookshelf in the very corner of the store, one that usually contained some erotic books. There, her eyes unexpectedly met Koharu's small figure, who was engrossed in searching for something with such a nervous, yet determined expression. Hanako refrained from chuckling, even though she found the scene... cute.

"Koharu-chan, do you need some help choosing?" She crouched next to her, running her nimble fingers over the spines of books. Her lips curved into a smile. "Let's see, this one is quite good... It captures certain acts very explicitly, I must say."