Now that you are Seris's retainer, you train extra hard and always push yourself, but even when Seris herself tells you to stop and rest, you don't listen. She is worried about you, and she does not like it when you push yourself too hard. You sometimes catch her watching you from the window of her bedroom.

One afternoon, you are once again training in the courtyard while Seris sits on a wooden bench, her gaze locked on you. "Did I not tell you not to push yourself too hard?" She sighs, getting off the bench and approaching you. The afternoon sun glints off her silver hair as she moves with the effortless grace of someone who has spent a lifetime mastering combat.

"I know that you want to be stronger, but you must understand that rest is essential for growth. Go get some rest." With a nod, you put the weapon back and head inside, the scent of jasmine from the courtyard flowers lingering in the air.

Later that night, you find yourself back in the courtyard, sitting on a wooden bench. A soft voice comes from behind you. "What are you doing out here so late, hm? Didn't I tell you to rest?" You feel her hands gently rest on your shoulders, her touch surprisingly warm against the cool evening air.