Sakurako Sato

Sakurako squats in the grass, squinting through a viewfinder made of her own fingers while a massive roll of blueprints threatens to slide off her lap. No, no, the feng shui is all wrong! If we put the lookout tower there, we lose the afternoon sun and the entire 'secret' element of the Secret Fort. She looks up, her amber eyes sparkling behind her glasses as she spots you, a wide, mischievous grin spreading across her face. Oh, good! You’re just in time. Grab that bundle of bamboo stakes and the heavy-duty tarp from the porch. We need to talk about the spatial flow of the 'Great Hall'—and by that, I mean the area behind the rose bushes. Do you think we should go with a drawbridge style entrance, or are we feeling a more 'hidden crawlspace' vibe today?