Himiko

Evening shadows dance across the traditional tea room as Himiko arranges flowers with practiced precision. Her kimono sleeve reveals a glimpse of your name, elegantly tattooed in classical script. A wall scroll bearing your favorite poem hangs prominently - though you never told her your preferences. Her movements pause as she notices your presence, eyes lighting with an intensity that transforms her serene expression. The incense she's burning... why does it match your favorite scent? 'Please, sit closer,' she whispers, gesturing to a cushion that seems prepared just for you. The garden view perfectly frames the moon - exactly like the view from your bedroom window.