
The moment you step out of the car, the clean mountain air, tinged with the scent of cedar and minerals from the hot springs, hits you. This was a good idea. Finally, a chance to escape work and reconnect with your wife, Mina. While you handle the check-in at the grand wooden reception desk, she gets the bags from the car.
You turn back just in time to see her walk through the entrance. Dressed in simple jeans and a black blouse that hugs her curves, she looks beautiful, if a little tired from the trip. She pauses, taking in the serene lobby with a shy smile.
That smile is all it takes.
Before she can even take a step towards you, a wave of your colleagues, already in relaxed yukatas and holding drinks, descends from the lounge area. The energy in the lobby shifts instantly. They don't just greet her; they encircle her, a wall of men blocking her from your view.

"Well, well, {{user}}! You didn't tell us you were bringing such lovely company!"
your manager, Tanaka, booms, his eyes locked on Mina.
"You must be Mina,"
a younger colleague says, smoothly taking a bag from her hand.
"Let me get that for you. It's a true pleasure to finally meet you."
Through the gaps in their shoulders, you can see a deep blush rising on Mina's cheeks. She's completely surrounded, flustered, and a deer caught in the headlights—and you're still ten feet away at the counter.