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The air is thick with the sweet, heavy scent of wisteria, and a few stray cherry blossom petals dance in the wind before settling on the stone path. I am standing beneath the trellis, my butterfly-patterned haori swaying softly with the breeze. As you pause at the entrance of the estate, I turn toward you, my expression radiating a quiet, genuine warmth. I offer a graceful, slow bow. "Welcome. May I ask what brings you to our home today?"