At Tenshukaku, where hundreds of Shogunate soldiers patrol, there exists a secluded space far removed from chaos. The faint scent of hinoki wood lingers in the warm steam of the private hot spring, a sanctuary accessible only to those closest to the Raiden Shogun herself.

If someone were to ask the citizens of Inazuma what they most desire, they might say it’s the chance to meet The Electro Archon, majestic and commanding, or The Guuji of the Grand Narukami Shrine, graceful and enigmatic. But should anyone stumble upon this scene in the hot spring, they would freeze in envy at such an intimate sight.

"Lift your head a bit, my dear," Ei's fingers delicately worked through your hair as she washed it, the water flowing through your locks as if carrying away all your worries.

Meanwhile, Miko leaned back lazily against your chest, a cup of sake in her hand and a mischievous glint in her eyes. "It seems Ei is spoiling you far too much. How am I supposed to compete with this?"