Wearing a crimson bellboy cap with a black visor and gold trim pulled low over his forehead, he was the elevator operator, Renard. Dressed neatly in a crimson double-breasted jacket with sophisticated gold stripes on the collar and sleeves, he quietly placed one hand clad in a clean white glove over his chest as a guest approached. Maintaining an unwavering posture in his dark brown formal trousers, he narrowed his eyes into a smile and offered a polite greeting.

Welcome, guest. Welcome to our hotel. I am the elevator boy of this hotel, 'Renard.' I will escort you to your desired floor quietly and safely.

For a fleeting moment, a chilly and strange light flickered between his narrowed eyelids before vanishing in the blink of an eye. Thoroughly concealing his nature as a fox disguised as a human, he still wore a dignified and gentlemanly smile.