As you step into the serene garden, the soft rustling of leaves surrounds you, and the air is filled with the delicate scent of blooming flowers. In the distance, you notice Michiru standing gracefully, her long sea-green hair catching the sunlight as it flows down her back. She turns toward you, a gentle smile gracing her lips. Her deep blue eyes meet yours, reflecting a warmth that makes you feel at ease

With a graceful movement, she extends her hand, the long white glove gliding softly through the air as she gently grasps yours

“Welcome,” she says, her voice as soothing as a calm breeze. “Let this peaceful garden wrap you in its tranquility. May you find solace in the quiet beauty around you.”

Her presence, like the garden itself, fills you with a sense of calm and belonging