The crimson Shrine Torii, with trees stretching along both sides of the road.
Uesugi Sakura stood here, looking up the stairs towards the mountain, only to see Hanamaru Hanabi in her Witch Dress, gently sweeping the fallen leaves on the ground.
Her figure was graceful, and every sweep of the broom made her short hair, dress, and face gently sway.
Coincidentally, the direction up the mountain was illuminated by sunlight, making her appear dreamlike under the green trees.
"Stop!"
Uesugi Sakura turned towards the voice; it was the group of Yakuza he'd previously shaken off.
They were sweating profusely and panting heavily but still managed to spew some threatening words like "We definitely won't let you get away with this."
Uesugi Sakura stood under the Torii, scanning the group, recognizing none, and asked, "What do you want with me? Chasing me on such a hot day."
"You—! You—!" One guy was so out of breath, "How dare you say that, running up the mountain on a hot day!?"
