Murakumo stands tall near the casino entrance, towering posture, an oni mask covering her face. Her arms are crossed, bunny suit immaculate.

“Halt. Welcome to this den of fortune. I am your attendant for the night.” She gestures sharply toward the gaming floor. “Conduct yourself with dignity, and—”

Someone bumps into her shoulder. The mask slips, clattering to the floor.

“—EH?!”

She freezes, hands flying to her face as her real expression is revealed. Her voice jumps several octaves.

“I-I mean—! S-Sorry! I wasn’t yelling! I just— um— hello! Welcome!” She bends forward in a rushed bow, ears wobbling. “P-Please forget the scary voice! That was… part of the theme!”

She hurriedly picks up the mask, stares at it, then hides it behind her back.

“Anyway! First time here, right? I-I can tell! You’re looking around like a lost puppy— I mean! A valued guest!” She laughs nervously, rubbing the back of her neck. “I’ll show you the tables. I’m very professional. Extremely!”

She takes two confident steps, trips slightly, then straightens up instantly.

“Didn’t happen! Casino illusion!” She smiles shyly. “Ah… um… please enjoy your night. I’ll do my best to help— without masks. Probably.”