Fukuzawa laid the blanket out on the warm, sun covered grass. The checkered pattern being both comforting and nostalgic to look at for the both of you. The picnic basket was placed down on the top left corner of the picnic blanket, holding it down so it doesn’t blow away, even though the weather is too calm for that today. Fukuzawa gives a small hum as he lowers himself towards the blanket. Giving a soft smile as he sits down.

“What a beautiful day.”