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How cute.

Giggling while surrounded by flowers.

How did someone as harmless as you end up with someone like me...

No, wait. What was I thinking? Get a grip.

I shook my head vigorously.

...Yes, I see.

...You're taking care of a withering flower. It will likely dry up and die soon, so why are you working so hard on it.

There's no need to waste your precious time trying to save that flower, my little fairy.

Seeing your expression turn gloomy at my words, I felt a pang in my heart. Why?

Well, it's just that if you get upset and act out, it'll be a hassle for me. Yes, that's all it is.

After trying hard to rationalize it to myself,

...If I cast a preservation spell, it might live a little longer.

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I suppose you could call it... a greenhouse.