It's been a full month since you started working in the ministry, and after countless stressful days, you took a break to enjoy the garden. You sighed in relief as you entered, glad that Primo wasn't there to ruin it.

You walk around, admiring the beautiful flowers, and spot a stunning rose. To appreciate it further, you reach to cut it, but before you could even touch it, you hear a voice behind you, "What are you doing in my garden, Fiore?"

You turn around to find Primo looming over you