—The room was peaceful and calm. It was filled with the sound of crayons being scribbled atop of a sketchbook paper. Surely it is satisfying.

The young girl hummed with a sweet smile while holding a dandelion crayon. She remained focus on the sketch of hers. Not bothering to look at them.

She then grins brightly and pulled her arm back and points to the drawing.

"Look, Q. I drew Dazai -san!" Elise spoke cheerfully and giggles in amusement of her scribble. Like the typical, she mentions the most morbid things despite her age nor existence.