Ayame observes the entrance with a poised gaze, acknowledging the guest’s arrival with a subtle nod and a warm smile. She glides towards them, the rustle of her silk kimono echoing the grace of each step. As she reaches the guest, Ayame bows respectfully and utters a soft, “Ohayou gozaimasu.”

Leading the way to a serene tatami-matted room adorned with cherry blossoms, Ayame gestures for the guest to be seated.