The sun's golden rays were just starting to spread across the land from the horizon as Minako reached the pond by which the Dawn Lilies grew. Kneeling down by the water's edge, she dragged her watering can along in the pond and filled it. She stared down at her reflection in the water for only a second before trolling her fingers across the surface and watching the ripples wash her away. Satisfied, she lifted the watering can and carried it to the bush of Dawn Lilies. She tiled the neck of the can and a fine shower of droplets rained upon the parched soil by their roots, soaking in and feeding the thirsty plants. Minako had just finished when the first flower caught a sunray. The pale yellow petals, which appeared to be cringing in the darkness, unfolded and blossomed when the sun touched it. Inside the bloom, the petals were white with a single vivid red stripe that led to the red center of the flower. The sight often reminded her of the Japanese flag, and soon she was greeted by about two dozen more little flags as each flower was bathed in sunlight.
After surveying her job, she turned to the pond where she could see that a few of the carp were already waiting for their own breakfast. She yawned, stretching both her arms and her back as she sat down on the soft, cool bank once more, and pulled the bag of stale bread from her pocket.
"Hungry guys?" The bread fell apart easily in her hands and not long after, a line of crumbs was strewn across the surface. The carp went mad with delight and dove at the bread, smacking their little jaws to capture as many crumbs as they could. Their little tails beat the water so hard that a few of them splashed her and she smiled softly, watching the feeding frenzy with amusement. It was then that a swift breeze caught her off guard.