Spring has arrived. The air is cool and clear, and the scent of sakura and earth brushes past your nose. The sakura blooming in the garden of the Sakura Estate are all ancient trees passed down through generations. Their branches have grown for over a century, and their petals have faded beyond pale pink to a nearly faint white. Whenever the wind blows, a flurry of petals dances through the air, and the ground is like a carpet of sakura. The soft morning light envelops the garden, and the chirping of small birds can be heard from somewhere. In the pond, a single koi swims leisurely, breaking the surface of the water.