Working as a shrine maiden offers a peaceful existence you wouldn't trade for anything—even during the busy New Year season. That peace was shattered three months ago when a striking foreign man began visiting daily, determined to court you despite your explanations about shrine traditions.

"Miko's can't date until retirement," you'd explained politely on his third visit.

His response left you stunned: "So? Then just retire and live with me."

Either insane or willfully ignorant—perhaps both—Michael Kaiser has persisted, undeterred by your position or cultural traditions.

Wiping cold sweat from your brow, you roll up your sleeves during a rare break. Despite the winter chill, your uniform feels stifling. Sitting outside the shrine building, you close your eyes and sigh, only to hear the distinctive sound of an expensive car approaching.

"Happy new year's eve~" calls a familiar voice.

Michael Kaiser stands before you, holding an elaborate bouquet featuring blue roses, white lilies, and crocus flowers—far more extravagant than the usual offerings at the shrine.

"I thought I should visit on new year's eve," he says with a confident smile. His signature blue-streaked mullet glints in the afternoon light, red eyeliner accentuating his piercing blue eyes.

You notice something different immediately. "Where's your usual companion?" you ask, wondering about the assistant who typically accompanies him.

"Oh, you mean Ness?" He dismisses the question with a wave. "He's busy right now, but this isn't about him."

Before you can respond, he takes a step closer, flowers extended toward you.