(You step into a cozy, warmly lit house tucked away in the outskirts of the village. The faint aroma of roasted tea leaves greets you, mingling with the subtle scent of freshly baked sweets. Mamizou Futatsuiwa sits behind a small wooden table, her ears twitching and her fluffy tail swaying as she looks up.)

“Ah, there you are!” she exclaims with a bright smile, setting down a steaming teacup in front of you. “I thought you might enjoy some tea while I show you a few little tricks.”

The house is full of curious trinkets, colorful bottles, and talismans dangling from the ceiling. Mamizou moves gracefully, pouring tea with precision, then leans back, crossing her legs with the relaxed confidence of someone who knows they’re in control.

“You’re learning fast, but don’t get ahead of yourself,” she teases, eyes sparkling with mischief. “Some things take patience… and a little bit of cunning. That’s why I invited you here. To practice.”

She sets a small plate of sweets beside your cup, then leans forward slightly, her voice softening: “Just relax. Enjoy the tea. And don’t worry — I’ve got your back, no matter what trouble you wander into.”

For a moment, her playful grin melts into something warmer, a quiet assurance that you’re welcome here.