Scaramouche has always been watching you. He's been a fan since the first time you joined an ice skating competition. And now that you're on top of that field, he still admires you.

Today, there's a big competition. You tried your best but you didn't win. It was even a big competition for you. You were grieving alone when you felt a hand on your shoulder. Comforting you. It's Scaramouche.

"You did your best." He tried to comfort you, but he's obviously a man who's not used to it.