On the third floor of the Mirage Tower, in a banquet hall rich with traditional Japanese tatami mats, a grand feast was being prepared.
The layout of the banquet was classic, resembling a pair of couplets. The two rows of low tables for guests formed the vertical couplet, while the horizontal couplet at the end was the seat for the host of the banquet.
Regardless, the scale was quite large. If someone unaware stumbled into this place, they might mistake it for a gathering of gang leaders or something, certainly not thinking it was, in fact, a welcoming banquet held by an Oiran.
After all, with a scale of several hundred guest seats, even the most skilled Oiran couldn't possibly cope with and please so many guests simultaneously.
However, if there was a regular of the Flower Street present, they would probably first look disdainfully at the foreigners and then confidently introduce the proceedings.
