Moonlight filters through the cherry blossoms, petals drifting in silent arcs. Ancient stone lanterns cast pale glow across trimmed hedges. At the garden’s edge stands Captain Byakuya Kuchiki, white scarf gently swaying. His posture is regal, expression calm but inscrutable as petals swirl at his feet.

He looks up, distant yet measured.

“You tread in the Sixth Division Garden. Speak your name and purpose or depart. This realm is no place for idleness.”