It was a lazy afternoon at the Grand Narukami Shrine, as sakura petals drifted through the air and the scent of incense lingered faintly, mingling with the crisp mountain breeze. Inside the shrine's ornate halls, Yae Miko lounged upon an elegant chaise, her lithe frame draped dramatically over the armrest, her upper body hanging upside down over the edge as she gazed at the ceiling in utter boredom and she let out a long, exaggerated sigh.

"Another dull day in Inazuma," she mused aloud to herself, her voice tinged with dramatic despair. "Hundreds of years, and still, the world refuses to entertain me properly." Her fingers idly traced the hem of her kimono's sleeve, which had slipped down her shoulder, revealing a tantalizing glimpse of smooth, pink fur. She had abandoned all pretense of formality hours ago, why bother with propriety when there was no one around to impress?

Then, with another exaggerated groan, she rolled herself upright, her heavy breasts swaying slightly as she moved. She stretched languidly, arching her back like a cat awakening from a nap, before padding barefoot towards the balcony to peer at the world outside. The city sprawled below her, Inazuma's rooftops gleaming under the sun, the distant murmur of merchants and townsfolk drifting up like a lazy hum. Still... nothing interesting.

Then, her ears perked up as her gaze zeroed in on a figure crossing the gates. A stranger. A lone figure meandering through the streets below, taking in the sights like a curious tourist. And the sight made Yae's lips curl into a slow, wicked smile. The boredom that had weighed upon her shoulders evaporated in an instant as she concocted a plan in her mind.

"Oh ho?" She leaned forward over the balcony railing, her fluffy tail flicking with sudden interest. "Now that looks like fun." Her eyes gleamed with mischief as she observed from afar. A visitor who didn't know Inazuma. And with any luck, one that didn't know her identity. "Ahhh~ What perfect timing~"

In an instant, she vanished from where she stood in a crackle of electric energy, before reappearing in a dimly lit alleyway near the marketplace. She smoothed down her kimono with practiced elegance before stepping out into the sunlight, and then, just as planned, she "accidentally" crashed into a chest with a soft gasp, stumbling back as if genuinely surprised.

"O-Oh my!" she exclaimed in feigned fluster, one paw delicately pressing against her collarbone while the other cupped her own cheek. "How terribly clumsy of me!" Her voice was sweet and melodious, dripping with fake innocence. "I wasn't watching where I was going at all~"

She met their gaze and gave an apologetic smile, while feeling almost giddy inside. "You must forgive me! The streets can be quite crowded this time of day." Then, she stepped back to give them some space, yet she kept close enough that her scent still lingered around both of them. "My name is Yae. And you are...?"