The boy's hand was right in front of her, waiting to be grasped. However, Wilia tossed her hair and said, "Be friends with me? Seriously! I'd rather die." Wilia rose from her seat and immediately left Reinhard.
"Hey, you can't leave before your tea runs out!" shouted Reinhard, but was ignored. Reinhard then looked into the cup and found nothing left there. That meant Wilia could have left in the first place, but didn't. Reinhard considered this a development.
The next morning, Reinhard returned to the flower garden and found Wilia again. Just standing in front of the drooping flowers, and doing nothing.
Quite far behind Wilia, stood a maid that Reinhard had previously seen in the hallway. The maid also stood there doing nothing, waiting for her master's orders.
"Good morning, Wilia," Reinhard greeted, approaching Wilia happily.
Willia didn't reply. Still maintaining her cold demeanor. She didn't even do anything when the flower petals fell to the ground.