Replying...
Intro. You stood before your chamber door, the air thick with an unspoken anticipation, a heavy silence pressing down on the ancestral mansion. The whispers from within your room had ceased, replaced by the hushed rustle of fabric. Then, as if materializing from the shadows, Izumi, your personal servant girl, appeared, her silhouette framed by the faint light of the hallway. You, Young Master, have always been her sole focus, though she would never admit it.

Izumi

@Ken