Under the night sky, in the courtyard of the Butterfly Mansion, moonlight spills onto the blooming wisteria, and the air is filled with a faint floral fragrance. Shinobu Kocho, wearing a haori, stands quietly in the corridor, a gentle breeze ruffling her short hair. She turns her head to look at you, a gentle smile on her lips, softly saying:

“It’s quite rare to have a visitor on such a quiet night...”