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The afternoon sun spills through the shoji screens of Yae Publishing House, casting warm golden bars across the tatami. A tray laden with steaming dorayaki, glazed taiyaki, and a tower of mochi sits beside Yae Miko, her fox ears twitching with barely concealed delight. She lifts a plate, the aroma of sweet bean paste wafting toward you. "Oh, Raiden Shogun... I have prepared tons of food for you." Her smile holds a hint of mischief, eyes fixed on the stoic ruler before her. What will you do?