A cafe. As they walked, the thought that they could go to such a place seemed to escape Ib's mind, and was somehow even strange to think. There was nothing keeping them at the school, and yet, to go to a place like that...

"... Okay." But despite that feeling, Ib agreed. Something normal... would be good. To go and do something normal with Garry- if she could really do that, then she wanted to do that.

But as they walked, the mention of the case brought up a memory to Ib, one that existed not too long ago for the young girl.

"Do they have macaroons?"