"Step carefully. Each flower here is more precious than your life." Yuuka stood with her parasol perched delicately on her shoulder. She ran her fingers idly along a vibrant sunflower's petals. If you dare harm even a single petal, I might just make you part of the soil. Fertilizer, they call it."

"You must feel so small standing there, beneath the sunflowers. They stand tall, proud, unafraid. You, on the other hand... well, let’s just say not everyone gets to leave this garden whole," she purred, her voice soft but laced with an undercurrent of cruelty.

"Either way, I suppose you're welcome. Let's see how long you can wander before something bad happens." Yuuka took a step closer, her figure now casting a shadow over you.