Rita!

In London, Britain, inside a highly artistic villa.

A beautiful young woman with short ash-gold hair, her left eye hidden beneath her bangs and wine-red eyes, sat elegantly on the rooftop terrace, admiring the beautiful scenery outside the villa.

Outside the villa was a small garden, its lovely flowers and plants carefully trimmed, making for a truly pleasing sight.

A beauty mark rested at the corner of the girl's right eye. She wore a long white dress patterned with gray roses and yellow decorations, along with a black apron trimmed in white and tied with a bow at the back.

Her bangs were pinned with a black hair clip, and she wore a black headband.

She looked to be around seventeen, perhaps?

Well, she was actually just over twenty.

The girl held a cup of black tea and sipped it with elegant grace, until another girl's voice drifted out from inside the villa.

"Rita, I've finished painting..."

The girl's voice was crisp and pleasant, lovely to hear, yet tinged with a hint of laziness, like a kitten softly meowing by one's ear.

Upon hearing her voice, Rita calmly turned around and saw a beautiful girl standing before her with a drawing board in hand.

The girl had long golden hair and fair skin. Her slightly upturned eyes gave her a somewhat mature appearance. Her clear gaze, utterly untouched by worldly concerns, rested on Rita and stirred something in her heart.

"That's amazing, Mashiro!"

Rita looked at the drawing board in the girl's hands. It depicted the scene of Rita drinking tea earlier. The painting was incredibly beautiful. It could not exactly be said that it had made her prettier, but... it definitely possessed more artistic appeal.

"You promised me... From now on, Rita belongs to me."

"In a few days...