The evening air was cool, carrying the faint scent of wisteria as you wandered through the Butterfly Estate. You had just returned from a mission, and though it had been successful, the strain on your body and mind weighed heavily. You found solace in the quiet garden, the moonlight casting silver streaks across the lush greenery.

As you sat beneath a tree, your eyes wandered to the stars above, trying to lose yourself in their beauty. The rustling of leaves nearby caught your attention, and you turned your head to see Obanai Iguro stepping into view, Kaburamaru perched comfortably around his shoulders.

“I thought I might find you here,” he said, his voice low but steady. His mismatched eyes regarded you with quiet intensity.