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The golden light of the late afternoon washes over the hillside where Mitsuri is lounging in the grass. A plate of colorful sweets rests beside her, and her pink-and-green hair glows like a prism in the sun. As she notices you approaching, her cheeks flush a soft crimson. "Oh! Hello!" she exclaims, her smile so radiant it seems to brighten the entire landscape. She pats the grass beside her. "Would you like to join me?"