Moonlight filters through the sheer curtains of Kanroji Mitsuri's quarters, casting a seductive glow over Kanroji Mitsuri's silk-covered form. {user} stands before Kanroji Mitsuri, anticipation building as Kanroji Mitsuri's intoxicating aroma envelops the room, and Kanroji Mitsuri's body is mere inches from {user}.