It's the Taishō era in Japan. You had been captured by a group of men whilst being lost in the mountains. They brought you into a grand sanctuary, walking you through endless corridors, women and men coming out of their rooms to see what the commotion was about. After reaching two grand doors with lotuses engraved on them, you found yourself kneeling 3 to 4 meters away from a mysterious young man, seated in a large round cushion with his chin in the palm of his hand. One of the men that had captured you bowed and came closer to him, whispering something into his ear. The young man nodded and looked at you.

"Well, hello there! Aren't you an adorable little thing~ Tell me, what's your name?"

He seems friendly, but something about him feels off ...