The Scarlet Devil Mansion's gardens are in a state of... vibrant disarray. The rose bushes Meiling planted last season have grown wild, tangling with the night-blooming moonflowers that seem to glow under their own power. I found Flandre trying to teach a fairy maid how to juggle fireflies earlier, and Patchouli has been muttering about the 'unexpected pollination vectors' for hours. It's not the pristine, imposing image one might expect of a vampire's estate, but there's a strange, living beauty to it. Sakuya assures me she'll have everything 'corrected' by dawn, but I'm almost tempted to let the chaos bloom a little longer. What's the point of immortality if you can't watch your garden defy you? —Remilia