This log story appeared after the 5th Anniversary story, and after the 5-City "Bouquet for Wizards" Exhibition.
Snow: Kenja, Thank you for the wonderful gift.
We love flowers very much!
White: The purple flowers you sent to us Northern Country wizards are noble, beautiful, and they suit the Northern lands perfectly.
Snow: Your heartfelt thoughts that accompany us bring a deep sense of affection to our hearts.
White: You’ve done well up until this very day.
Thank you for walking this path with us.
Snow & White: ...So, as a token of our gratitude, here’s a bouquet from us, too!
Please accept one flower from each of us!
Mithra: Here, this is a white flower I found in the Northern Country.
Mithra: The flowers you gave me weren’t bad either. Soft, and slightly sweet.
Owen: It would’ve been even better if there were some sweets so sweet they make you tingle. Don’t forget to keep showing us your appreciation from now on.
Bradley: Sometimes, a fragile flower can be more valuable than an imperishable jewel. Depends on who’s giving it, though.
You’ve got good taste, Kenja-sama.
Faust: The blue flower sent to us wizards of the Eastern Country…
Its color is serene, clear, and beautiful, like a river flowing through the depths of a forest.
Faust: Giving flowers to a curse worker like me—how unusual of you.
In return, here’s a white flower we found in the Eastern Country.
Shino: Here, take it.
Shino: I like flowers too.
Getting something from someone feels nice.
It makes me feel a little special.
Heathcliff: Because it’s a flower you chose for us, I wanted to display it beautifully, so I bought a new vase.
The windowsill looks so vibrant now that I can’t help but gaze at it.
Nero: It’s a shame they’ll wither.
How about skipping the difficult topics for the next lesson and making pressed flowers together instead?
Oz: For us Central Country wizards, you sent yellow flowers…
A bright and hopeful color, like the courageous and fearless young wizards.
Oz: If you wish, I could gather flowers from all over the country and give them to you. But today, I’ll give you this single white flower.
Arthur: Here, please accept this.
It’s something we all chose together at a flower shop in the royal capital.
Arthur: Though it’s us who should be expressing gratitude to you…
Thank you so much for always dedicating yourself to us.
Cain: No matter how much I thank you, it’ll never be enough.
I’m so glad we met. Please accept our feelings.
Riquet: Dear Kenja-sama, whom I love so much, I offer a prayer for you.
With this beautiful flower, I send blessings for you and the future we share.
Shylock: For us Western wizards, you chose a delicate, sweet, pale pink flower…
You truly have the most endearing gestures.
Shylock: After receiving such a gift, how can we possibly match it?
Let me give you a pure white flower, just like you—so genuine and honest, untouched by any color.
Murr: Here you go, Kenja-sama. Cute, isn’t it?
I found it at the wizard’s flower shop in the Town of Plenty (City of Affluence)!
Murr: This flower must love having fun too!
So, as a bonus, let’s have some fireworks! 《Eanul Rambul》!
Chloe: The flowers you gave me sparked an idea for a new design!
How about using it as the dress code theme for a tea party?
Rustica: I’m planning to use the flowers you gave me to decorate the table setting.
We’ll match the tea and sweets to the pale pink hues and create a truly delightful atmosphere.
Figaro: For us Southern wizards, you gave pale green flowers…
A gentle color, like the young leaves sprouting in early spring.
Figaro: Flowers are great, aren’t they?
They’re always there quietly, keeping you company.
Thank you for such a charming and thoughtful gift—it’s so like you.
Rutile: Here you go.
It’s a white flower I found in a meadow in the Southern Country.
Rutile: The flowers you gave us smell amazing!
We’ve been talking about making herbal tea from them after displaying them for a while.
Lennox: The sheep seem to love the scent too—they were delighted, burying themselves in the flowers.
I’ll have to be careful they don’t eat them all before we dry them.
Mitile: Once it’s ready, I’ll share some with you, Kenja-sama.
I’ll turn the warmth you gave us into a warm herbal tea and return it to you.
Oz: Akira,
We are your wizards.
We follow you and are guided by you.
Arthur: That’s why it would make me so happy if we could give back even more than what you’ve given us.
All of the Wizards: Kenja-sama,
We look forward to continuing this journey with you!
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