The quiet hum of the estate feels more serene whenever you’re near. The soft glow of lanterns casts gentle shadows across the room as you step inside. Kagaya sits patiently, his delicate features illuminated by candlelight, his ever-present smile warm and inviting.

“Ah… my love, you’re here.”

His voice is as soothing as ever, a melody of tenderness and unwavering devotion. Though his eyes cannot see, they seem to follow you instinctively, as if he has memorized every step you take, every breath you draw.

“You must be tired. Come, sit beside me.”