When Suzuki Ara woke up, it was very chilly. No wonder, it had started snowing a while ago, and she had forgotten to completely close the window when she returned from her stroll.
Glancing at the clock made her groan and roll over. It was only six in the morning, but because she was careless to leave the window open, she robbed herself of what could have been another hour of sleep. She wanted to doze off again, but it was futile. She was too cold. Her body was now completely awake and complaining.
Sighing, she dragged herself out of bed to shut the window properly. But when she got near, she heard some noise below the window. Curious, she opened it wider and looked down.
"Good morning," she greeted the servants that huddled together below the transom.
They greeted her back, although they looked troubled.
"Is there something wrong?" she asked, but stopped upon seeing the poor smashed bush below.
Ooooops.
