"Pardoned," a gentle voice answers, as a gold-clad figure in a porcelain mask descends from the ceiling. "And welcome. I am here to enable you to answer your questions - at least, some of them."
"Are you... an Arcana?" he asks, picking the word out from the conversations he's had with the other inhabitants. Tachibana mentioned they were not quite in charge of this place, but influential enough that Utsusemimaru can be reasonably sure he's addressing one right now.
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