"Just leave without hesitation, how carefree..."
The purple-haired goddess, resembling a mature woman, held a habitual wine bowl, inspecting the distant scenery with a sighing expression.
A long gust of wind happened to blow, stirring her hair and clothes. Nearby, the lake water rippled gently, sparkling in the sunlight. The distant lake surface was smooth as a mirror, quietly reflecting the faraway mountains and the pure blue sky, spotless.
"He was never one of us. After staying so long, he should be content..."
The golden-haired girl squatting by the lakeside, enthusiastically teasing a frog from nowhere with a twig, replied casually upon hearing the statement.
"Moreover, he hasn't truly left; he's just gone on a trip, at most taking the house with him... Besides, the wine he left should last you a long time. Is there a need for such worry? You seem to be sighing all the time these days..."
"It just feels insufficient..."
