Noon, in front of the city fountain.

Standing before the fountain adorned with a unicorn statue, Alice was waiting for Ziegfried, adjusting her bangs while looking into a hand mirror.

From a distance, she glanced over to Ken, who was sitting at an outdoor table of a café, watching the scene.

He gave her a thumbs-up, signaling that everything was okay.

Reassured by the confirmation, Alice took a deep breath.

She recalled the moment a few days ago when Ziegfried had asked her out.

‘A-a flower-viewing date…?’

‘Yeah, there are beautiful flowers that only bloom at this time of year.’