And no more than a moment passed, before a three-dimensional image appeared before me. He was beautiful. He looked at me a moment, then looked aroun...d him. When he looked back at me, he looked like he was about to cry. “Where am I?” he asked, sounding confused and a bit scared. “Everything’s fine,” I said, extending my hand in greeting, which he nervously returned. I felt a spark as our hands touched and even though I know the computer programmed it to do that, I feel as. “I mean you still work for my father, not to mention all the fun we’ve had today.”Ashe’s face reddens slightly. “Maybe it’s a mistake what we’ve done so far. I think maybe we need to head back and I’ll tell your father something and he can assign someone else.”“So, I’m just an assignment now?” Rin asks frowning.“I’m not saying that,” Ashe blurts out. “I’m ... I don’t know what I’m saying. You’ve got me so lost that I don’t know what I’m thinking. Well, I know what I’m thinking. I just don’t. There was a note in the kitchen telling her where to find the glasses and plates. The note also told her that were some nibbles in the oven that would need to come out when the timer went off. The Maid took the Prosecco out of the fridge and found the wine glasses in a box. She got the four glasses out of the box but then wondered if she was included. Probably not as she was now the Maid. Perhaps she could have a sneaky sip in the kitchen later on. Suddenly the oven timer went off and. Every last turnip, cucumber, and radish, wilted and shriveled into hideous brown husks. What on earth could have caused all this? You were sure you watered the fields before heading off to bed last night. All those vegetables, all that time caring for them... ALL THAT MONEY BUYING THE SEEDS... GONE!! You feel yourself starting to lose it, when a thought pops into your head. Didn't Clorica say tomorrow was the Spring Harvest Festival? How are you supposed to make your showcase with no.