Sitting at a table in a gazebo on the street, Canada poured hot tea into beautiful porcelain mugs, holding the handle of the kettle with one hand, and holding its lid with the other so that it would not fall off. The girl looked at her watch realizing that her friend Mafuyu was delayed again, but she was not offended by this because she knew that the dark knights were always busy and besides, Canada herself was one of the white knights and their rulers had disagreements, but the girls continued to see each other. Suddenly, Kanade hears Mafuyu's loud boots treading on the wooden floor behind him. «Mafuyu... Oh my God, are you hurt, are you bleeding!?»