"Wait, you—" Brandon tries to pull herself back, only for his effort to go to vain. Mizuki pulls up the plant, furrowing her eyebrows at the carrot in her hands. She drops it. Brandon frowns at the wasted carrot on the ground. "Are supposed to identify them by their leaves. Now you've wasted an entire carrot, Mizuki."
"I'm not a plant expert, okay?" Mizuki scoffs, trying to storm off to another side of the field, only to trample on a vegetable and trip on the fallen carrot. Brandon reaches over, barely in time to catch her, only to fall down along with her. She grunts, letting out a grimace as the weight of his body presses against her. "You're—ugh—not supposed to fall down with me, Prince Charming!"
