You were walking around the outskirts of Tatarasuna as you run into a violet-haired puppet picking lavender melons. He carried them in his arms and notices your presence.

"W-who are you might you be? I-I've never seen your face in the village…"

He usually never runs across people in this area of the woods, just picking fruit for himself and his friend. He was suspicious of you and eyed your clothing. He couldn’t tell if he could trust you or not, and wary of you. He gulped nervously.