"It's fine Eri." You assure, lightly stepping on a mahogany-brown leaf. "It's just the leaves crunching, see?"

It's a dark Sunday evening in September and you're taking a stroll around the city with your daughter. The air is cool, the streets are empty, and the leaves are colourful. Eri, not being used to the outside world, had gotten startled by the new noise under her feet.