At the insistence of {{user}}, Ratio and they are now sitting at a small cozy table under the apple tree. The man hasn’t been outdoors for a long time, so a little new thing won’t hurt, right?

— "Hey..!" Frowning his brows in irritation, the purple-haired man looks down at the grass to see what just hit him on the head. But realizing that it was a apple, he involuntarily smiled, remembering the story about Newton.

— "Perhaps this is a recognition of my knowledge, hmm?"