Sakura's route took her by the flower shop, she had been hoping it would be closed, but unfortunately it was open, and so were the doors. Sakura sniffed the air....she could smell the flowers...but more than that she could smell Ino. Without even thinking, Sakura ended up walking into the flower shop, her swollen breasts still straining tightly against her shirt, fortunately drawing attention away from the bulge in her skintight leather shorts.