~Is The Netherworld's Surface Water a Watershed Moment?~
"...And here's the flower meadow," said Youmu, leading Sanae down crunchy gravel pathways through the garden. "I'm afraid it's all soggy now. Sorry."
"Don't apologise!" Sanae leapt off the path and ran through marshy puddles, kicking water and soggy mud behind her.
"Wait, no, don't!" Youmu groaned. "Don't get footprints in the-! Sanae, you idiot, stop!"
"Eh?" Sanae paused mid-romp. "What's wrong, Sweetpea?"
"My garden! You're ruining it!" wailed Youmu. "You've already ruined it... It'll take hours to clean those up!"
"Oh." Sanae regarded the footprints she'd punched into the soggy ground with shame. "Sorry. I didn't realise-"
"What? That this was my pride and joy?!"
"You said 'wild flower meadow', Youmu! What was I supposed to think?!"
"Well..." Youmu fumed momentarily. "Maybe that it wouldn't be part of the tour if it wasn't part of the garden."
"It looked so splashy..." Sanae sighed. "I'm sorry, Youmu. I'll help you fix the meadow."
"Y-you don't have to!"
"No, I know what it's like cleaning up after Suwako! I can't leave you in the lurch," Sanae insisted. "The ground's soft, so... Where's the rolling pin?"
Youmu started crying.
"A hammer? A brush? Come on, give me something! I want to help..."