Farther away, on the second-floor terrace of the manor house, Siris, one of the estate's owners, and the Black-haired Maid had arrived at the terrace and were watching the two people playing on the swing in the snow from afar.
Siris pursed her lips slightly, but did not feel any negative emotions because of it. Tifa still wore her usual smile.
"By the way, Miss Lathers, why did you have a swing installed here when you first moved into the estate?"
"It was Vanessa's suggestion. She said the courtyard scenery was too monotonous and that it would look better with a swing. Well, actually, whenever summer came and the flowers in the beds were at their finest, she always liked to sit there in the afternoon."
The Blonde Young Lady said this, and the maid nodded. The smile curling at the corners of her mouth made the lines on her lipstick-painted lips even more distinct.
"I wonder what Miss Benanis would think if she saw this."
She spoke softly. Siris thought for a moment, then revealed an odd expression before pretending not to care.
"Look, they really do seem like a perfect match."
Tifa turned to look at her. The teasing in those black eyes made Siris feel as though she had been seen through at once.
"If you truly think that, then you've already admitted defeat."
The maid reminded her. The Blonde Young Lady immediately blushed and did not dare continue speaking, lest even more of her be seen through. Tifa maintained the elegance of a maid as she smiled at the scene in the manor courtyard, eagerly anticipating what new stories would unfold after they returned to Tobesk City.
Shade and Luvia did not stay in the snow for long. The early spring snowfall grew heavier and heavier,