[Maybe the beings higher than even the gods of the Far Shore took pity on Zelda and decided to gind a good balance to Minako? It certainly helps when she receives prayers like this, at least?]

Hmmm... [She looks to the remaining vines; with much of it pruned down and the fruit harvested, the excess vegetation will probably die on its own. They've done a decent enough job, but still...] Perhaps... trim down the rest of the vines and move the box to the roof? That way, all those who wish to help the man have easy access to the plants, and the melons have room to spread out without inconveniencing anyone.