× garden!

@☆ ┈ rei sakuma！ The new world consists of mundane days — warm skies with slightly breezy winds. It is perfect for Tatsumi to maintain his garden (and job) without much stress or issues. He notes that majority of days have been boring, straightforward, nothing out of the ordinary. Anyone (who is tired) would enjoy a stationary routine, yet as much as he tells himself that it is supposed to be relieving, he finds uneasiness behind it.

There isn’t enough drama. In fact, there is /no/ drama at all.

Tatsumi trims away the withered leaves of a beautifully established rose shrub. A lovely floral aroma in the midst an ocean of thorny nightmare — he considers it is a wonderful plant with numerous of meanings. Softly humming as he worked, he tilts his head up to stare at the cloudless sky. There is no signs of rain, which means Tatsumi only needs to water it weekly. He returns to tending his roses before rotating onto the next batch of different shrubs.