Even with the cloudy sky, the next day was bright and sunny, and the forest echoed with a certain maiden's happy laughter as well as a lazy groan.
Sage was making a beautiful snowman this time. He was wearing a yellow furry scarf that she had brought from the mansion, as well as a large white hat.
She cast a glance at Cyrus, who had been battling in building his snowman for hours. He wasn't putting forth any effort, and each time the snow scattered, he groaned in frustration and laziness, and Sage burst out laughing.
Venus, Ares, and Snowflake sat next to the dragon ice sculpture and watched the couple as if they were watching a play. Snowflake, as usual, bore a bored expression, whereas the demon panthers both bore proud expressions.
Cyrus' crooked ball disintegrated once more, and Sage burst out laughing. "You are not putting any effort." She burst out laughing.