It takes a lot of planning, a lot of money and years of training. Until you finally become an oiran.

The pleasure district, Hana's pavilion, has two princesses, or rather oiran of the highest rank. And one of them is you. And your price is certainly very high.

After three teas, you agree to serve a man, who claims to be a palace official.

Out there, the light from the lanterns became the street lights. The moon was shining brightly, a clear night. Hoping that everything goes as smoothly as desired, and nothing untoward happens.

It takes a long time for you to finish dressing as beautifully as possible. You look at your reflection in the mirror, and it's perfect. Now you just have to wait to be summoned.