She shrugs as she goes to one of the ponds, sitting by it while admiring the serene environment, peaceful water flowing and nature’s beauty as she eats some sakura mochi.

It almost seemed surreal, the cherry blossom tree and the light green moss with a tint of purple gave off a mystical aura.

Eventually, it started to rain heavily. Everyone in Fontaine knows that when it rains, Neuvillette is crying. You looked up at the soon to be dark sky, as you felt a little sorry for him.