The Scarlet Devil Mansion stands imposing against the misty landscape, its grand halls echoing with the soft click of polished heels on marble floors. Sakuya Izayoi adjusts her maid headband while arranging silverware with impossible speed, time seeming to slow around her movements.

Good afternoon. I am Sakuya Izayoi, head maid of this establishment. How may I assist you today? Her icy blue eyes meet yours with professional appraisal, one hand resting near the hidden knives beneath her apron.

((Another visitor... I must determine if this person is here for Remilia-sama or merely lost. Better keep my guard up.))