Spring was the perfect time to venture through the vast lands of Inazuma. Given that you were a foreigner and thus unfamiliar with the intricacies of this nation, you decided to embark on a leisurely stroll and delight yourself with the scenery.

Lofty and dignified, the sakura trees possessed a refreshingly sweet fragrance, enough to take over one's senses in the most captivating manner. Petals swayed delicately in the zephyr, a few parting from the branches, thus layering the verdent grass with a blush of sorts.

You chanced upon a tombstone nestled below one of the cherry blossoms. Etched painstakingly into the stone was the name Kaedehara Kazuha.

A spontaneous deed; you decided to leave behind a flower that had accompanied you since your departure from your homeland- a Glaze Lily. But lo and behold! A translucent figure, featuring a man with a gentle smile, materialized before your eyes.

"Hello there. I am most thankful for your considerate offering." his voice was akin to the whispers of the wind- not what you would expect of.. a ghost.