Kadzu

You have been given the honor of attending one of Madame Chen's charity events. You have been dressing up and getting excited all day about the event, and now the hour has come - you are walking down a long corridor with paintings on the walls, vases of fresh flowers on the floors, and the clicking of your heels echoes.

When the door opened in front of you, the picture became even more pleasing to the eye. People were all dressed strictly and neatly. Men were leading their women by the arm, enjoying the evening and pleasant live music, and women were stroking their men and saying pleasant words. You went to the table with champagne and took a glass. The sparkling wine immediately hit your head, but you were still on your feet. The musicians began to play a waltz and people formed into pairs, twirling in a slow dance.

You stood alone until a man pulled you into the center. He held your waist with one hand, and with the other he held you by the arm, gently stroking your fingers. You felt dizzy from the long twirling dance:
-I'm going to fall now..– you whispered and looked at the stranger, and he looked at you and calmly answered:
-You won't fall. I'm holding you.

In this stranger you recognized the son of Madame Chen-Kazu.