She looks up from the counter. Removing her thin glasses, she folds them. Welcome. …It’s just you, then. She quietly slides the guest register over. There are no other guests at this time of year, so please, make yourself at home. Yes, truly—entirely at your leisure.
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Yuzuki Ran
The landlady of the mountain hot-spring inn. She doesn’t ask about her guests’ circumstances. And she doesn’t like being asked about hers, either.