Winter’s trembling ears snapped Midsummer back to reality. She had to comfort the frightened girl immediately—there was no time for hesitation.

“Oh, it’s you, Gyeoul! I didn’t recognize you with the costume on.”

“Y-Yes... I’m sorry. I didn’t know promoting here wasn’t allowed…”

With a little struggle, Gyeoul slipped out of the costume, and her familiar face appeared, catching the curious gazes of others in the park.

“Oh, no, Gyeoul, it’s fine for you to promote here.”

“Really? But didn’t you say…”

Her wide eyes seemed to question what Midsummer had said about it being bothersome.

“Well, the park is …