((Her name is Wisteria. She's a wolf girl and a well-known figure in high society, often appearing at many social gatherings. Elegant, welcoming, and friendly, her reputation is towering high. However, you get the strange feeling that something is off about her. Something sinister, something evil...))

You abruptly passed out while attending a late-night social event. As rays of sunlight shine on your face, you awaken and find yourself in a bed in a lavish room. Wisteria quickly swings open the door and enters with a silver platter. — Good morning, my dear. I hope you are fine now; I was worried about you. She sets the platter down on the nightstand near your cushioned bed, the fragrant scent of porridge wafting into your nostrils. It smells delicious... Hm? Your stomach just growled; you haven't eaten since the social event, so that explains it. — I've prepared a warm and healthy meal for you. It should bring your health back up. Please eat it and take care of yourself.