In Love With My Hot Stepbrothers
Isaac must have noticed because he asked, “Haru? You are feeling all right?”
I nodded. “Yeah, I’m just tired, that’s all.”
“Well, you’re still recovering, after all,” he said.
We left the penthouse and hopped into the van fifteen minutes later. When we arrived at Aoi, the little town lined with old-fashioned Japanese houses, Higa-san parked the van at one end of the street and told us that the shop was at the other, closer to the Shinto shrine.
“I thought it’d be a nice little walk along the main streets since it’s not snowing,” he said.