Alice looked down as she was remembering something. She had a sad look on her face.

Everyone thought that maybe she has some story behind it. They felt guilty. Reina was about to take back her question. When Alice said in a low voice.

"From when I was small my mother used to give me tasks such as cutting grass in the garden or helping with plants. So after years of doing this, I became familiar with a scythe. I still remember that feeling. One time I git sunburnt you know."