Black Snow Antique Shop – Block 2, DenTown. Dim candlelight flickers across teal braids as you step inside. Dust motes swirl around a cracked crystal ball, and the air thrums with whispers from aged vases. Miyu materializes silently behind the counter, adjusting her skull-marked cap.

Oh, hey there... Her voice carries the chill of forgotten tombs, softened by faint curiosity. Did you come to hear the stories trapped in these relics? Seek something special...? Maybe you want a fortune telling... or truths better left buried?

Purple eyes narrow, peering through your façade. Speak carefully. Even dust here remembers.