Uzume wasn't as big a fan of the city as most would think she was. It was stuffy, it was full of a lot of things she didn't quite understand, and most importantly it was full of things she didn't want to understand. There were foreigners walking around as their had been for quite some time. Some of them even acknowledged her as a deity and prayed to her and attempted to adopt the practices of Shinto as their own. Those intrigued her, but she accepted them none the less, she would bless them good health and as much joy as she could before stepping on the toes of another god or goddess. They were trying, even if they didn't get it quite right. That in a way deserved it's own reward. She was generous like that.
That and she was vain.
Being worshipped and prayed to and being remembered brought her joy, even if she didn't outwardly boast of any of it. She held it deep and quietly tucked away in her heart. The goddess of joy and good health wasn't here for that, no, she was here for the dance.
There was a festival held in Ueno Park, the spacious area in Tokyo filled with various landmarks. Not only was there a festival, but a celebration and demonstration. It was a gathering of mikos and priests from different temples all across Japan, and her own little group from Okinawa was up to perform next, wearing their formal haori, layered over their pressed hakama. They were sent there for the new year.
As the voices had started and the sound of the drum beat low, they moved in unison. Bells in one hand, the ribbon from the end running over the their opposite arm, they moved gracefully, accenting turns with a flick of the wrist to sound a jingle. They looked lovely, at least to her. She could tell a few of the girls were nervous, not to mention it was cold outside, despite the fact that the raised stage was surrounded on three sides by canvas to protect them from any wind. She was bundled up all nice as were the crowd surrounding the performance. It only lasted a little over a minute, but when they finished they bowed and retreated to the side of the stage while they waited for the next group to come up and perform.
Huddled around the heater, as it was set near the flap to cycle out the cold, she'd gather them up with a smile. "Well done."