"All the things I said to you? I already know that this is an illusion. You can stop acting now."
Lawrend crossed his arms and stared at her coldly.
"Hm? You can remember everything clearly?"
A young female voice suddenly asked him in confusion.
"Who?! You're that Flora Heaven Mage, aren't you?"
Lawrend looked around warily. He found her voice similar to the one he heard in the dream.
Suddenly, his surroundings scattered away like dust, revealing the same scene from earlier. He was back at the flower field.
"How did you remember?"
The young woman from earlier asked. She was sitting on the ground in a seiza position.
She wore the same white dress and her chestnut-colored hair freely flowed with the breeze.
"Can I..?"
Lawrend asked her with a polite smile.
"Huh? What do you mean—"
She was confused when Lawrend suddenly laid his head on her lap.
"W-What are you doing!?"
