The woman went to bring in the stray Marisa's hat and ribbon from the veranda, and the stray Marisa abruptly started fidgeting.

The woman went to bring in the stray Marisa's hat and ribbon from the veranda, and the stray Marisa abruptly started fidgeting.

She believed in the woman. She believed, but even so, she just couldn't take it easy over the fact that this thing so dear to her was in the hands of someone else.

Marisa.

Bunching together some of the stray Marisa's hair, the woman skillfully wove it into a braid.

Bunching together some of the stray Marisa's hair, the woman skillfully wove it into a braid.

Finally, she tied it off with a small ribbon. Then, at long last, the stray Marisa had her hat placed on her head. A relaxed expression spread across her face.