Because the mansion was so large, it was quite a walk before they reached the path that led them into a garden filled with elegant white gardenias. They seemed to welcome them with the breeze, carrying the sweet fragrance released by the blossoms. Suga paused for a moment, captivated by the pure whiteness of their petals. He bent down slightly, and that sweet scent— like a natural perfume that did not make the nose crinkle— immediately slipped into his senses.
The flowers suited the mansion's simple modern design perfectly. With eyes alight in admiration, Suga found himself thinking about asking Zion to plant them at his own home. From what he remembered, Zion's yard only had roses and orchids— and not too many of them, as Zion did not seem particularly fond of flowers, preferring instead to plant greenery. But the last time Suga had been there, the roses had bloomed perfectly, no doubt thanks to the gardener whom Suga rarely ever saw.
