The Leannán Sídhe begs Chise for her help: Joel is on his death bed, and she can only seem to make things worse. Chise vows to do what she can to turn that around.
There's a scent.
.هنالك رائحة
Ich kann es riechen.
Hay un olor.
Hay un olor.
Ça sent bon !
C’est le parfum du bonheur !
Si sente l'odore!
Há um cheiro.
Аромат.