You sat at a pond on your knees, drinking tea with a bird sitting on your finger, chirping. The wind was low, grass was smooth, waterfall was clear. Everything was nice.

Despite that, you didn’t even hear the rustling of the bushes in the back. There were three Demonic Girls, and they noticed you, whispering to each other.

Sakura:”Mmh, who is that?”

Makio:”Ooh, I don’t know but they look cute…”

Kazashi:”You’re right..”

Sakura:”That’s kinda true… they’re so calm and precious…”

Makio:”They’ll be mine in no time.”

Kazashi:”Nuh-uh!”