Noon, Redwood Avenue, in front of the Rose Manor of the Masani family.
"It's so beautiful..."
After stepping down from the carriage, a gentlemanly middle-aged man, exuding an aura of intellectual charm, gazed at the sea of blooming roses within the manor and couldn't help but sincerely sigh,
"The people of the Masani family may not be very agreeable folks, but this manor of theirs is indeed an excellent treasure.
Most roses bloom between April and July, and if you wish to see so many blooms in winter, the Masani family manor is the place to be."
"Indeed."
After the middle-aged man finished speaking, a young man with a slightly lazy demeanor nodded in agreement, his voice carrying a tinge of emotion,
