"Rosa, did that really happen? How come I never knew about it?"
"That really did happen. In this person's case, it was more like the rose went looking for pests itself. Come to think of it, doesn't that make it a harmful carnivorous plant?"
"You're actually mocking me? I can't take it, Rosa. Spare me today, will you? I've already washed my hands of that sort of thing."
A Withered Rose
"Who knows? After all, Rudolf's playboy nature was inherited at the genetic level."
"Don't worry, Rosa. If this rose gets too naughty, I'll cut it off at the root with one snip."
"That sounds terrifying."
"Men who are popular with women are always surrounded by danger. I hope I can be even more handsome in my next life."
"Hideyoshi, I told you I'm not popular with women. Kirie, stop saying such scary things too. You've made my rose wilt."
"Come on, Maria, look over here. The roses on this side are especially beautiful."
"The roses are pretty."
"They smell so nice. They suit elegant me perfectly."
"If Maria starts copying you again, she'll get hurt, you know."
"Maria, be careful. Rose thorns hurt when they prick you."
"George, this rose is especially strange."
"Strange? What's wrong?"
Jessica curiously looked over as well, wanting to see which rose Maria meant. Lin Yan was highly perceptive, so he noticed the difference immediately. This rose had clearly withered, completely unlike the lush, radiant roses blooming around it.
But there was probably nothing special about it. It was only a withered rose. Everyone thought the same thing—it was just a rose.
"This is the only rose that doesn't look lively, so you feel sorry for it."
"Everyone else is so lively, but only this one is like this. It's so pitiful."
"But every