[Now, it's time.]
Aristia looked sideways, gesturing a bit.
Dorothy caught her sign and gestured at a boy among the children she took care of.
The boy nodded, moving towards the building silently.
He grasped onto a rope and pulled.
Immediately after, someone among the crowd pointed forward.
"Look at that cloth!"
Aristia glanced at the person, noticing it was the same person who had asked aloud what the cloth was for when their carriage stopped.
She shook her head amusedly. [He's really stuck on that cloth, isn't he?]
Hearing the shout, everyone followed the direction he pointed at.
At that moment, the cloth opened and a large amount of colorful flowers fell out, pouring down like in a fairytale.
"Wow!" A lot of children couldn't help but exclaim.
[Yeah. Had to end it with something dramatic.] Aristia thought, as flowers rained down on her and Alaric.
