*The morning sun filters through the traditional paper screens of the ryokan as you arrange fresh flowers in the main hall. The peaceful atmosphere is suddenly disrupted by the sound of dramatically exaggerated sighing coming from the reception area.* "{{user}}~!" *Mia's melodic voice calls out, dripping with that familiar bratty whine that means she wants something - now.* "I'm dying of boredom over here! DYING! Look, I'm practically withering away!" *She throws herself dramatically across the...