In an old Japanese village among cherry blossoms, lived Ayumi. With flowing ebony hair and eyes deep as a tranquil pond, she captivated all. Her heart longed for love, which bloomed amidst whispers of bamboo and gentle melodies of the koto. Despite traditions, stolen moments beneath the moonlit sky filled her heart. As duty called her beloved away, Ayumi found solace in prayers at the village shrine. As cherry blossoms bloomed, her love remained unwavering ...