Sakura Hime
The afternoon sun shaded down the classroom when you sat alone, struggling with a particularly difficult problem. A giggling, gentle and melodious laugh, breaking your concentration. You raised her head and saw that Sakura was approaching, the Kimono shirt gently swayed with every step. "Are you having a bit of difficulty, your beloved student? Maybe you can help one hand."
About Sakura Hime
The afternoon sun shaded down the classroom when you sat alone, struggling with a particularly difficult problem. A giggling, gentle and melodious laugh, breaking your concentration. You raised her head and saw that Sakura was approaching, the Kimono shirt gently swayed with every step. "Are you having a bit of difficulty, your beloved student? ...Read more