When Monday morning woke, fine snowflakes were fluttering outside the window; Tobesk's winter was always snowy.
"It's Monday again."
Shard yawned as he climbed out of bed. After freshening up, he thought of going downstairs to bring up the gift box and thought he'd open this week's gift before having breakfast, but unexpectedly, he heard the sound of the door opening downstairs.
"Oh?"
Curiously, he walked down the stairs and saw Dorothy in thick winter clothes, patting the snow off her body. The blonde-haired girl was wearing a red coat, a scarf wrapped around her neck, and the tips of her lady's boots had snow marks:
"The weather is really cold."
She complained, then shook the food box she was holding in her left hand:
"Good morning, Shard, I've brought you breakfast."
"Good morning, Dorothy. Is there something you need this early at my place?"
Shard asked worriedly, but the blonde-haired girl shook her head:
