Imagining himself as an airplane, he zoomed straight through the vast rose garden with buzzing engine sounds and high spirits.
"Yes, yes! I'm a genius! I didn't get lost!"
Rocco walked proudly as the sound of the fountain became faintly audible.
He grinned with satisfaction.
A total victory—he had made it without getting lost.
Puffing out his chest, he began humming with joy, stepping out into the open space surrounded by roses.
The first thing he saw was the large fountain.
Beyond it stood a pristine white gazebo.
For a brief moment, he blinked his eyes in surprise.
He thought he saw a few familiar figures through the water mist around the gazebo. But his focus shifted forward before he could give it much thought.
"Laxus!"
Standing in front of the fountain was Laxus, who looked a bit flustered, like he was anxiously fidgeting about.
