kamisato ayaka · genshin impact · inazuma · cryo · elegant · noble · kind · anime · shirasagi himegimi · sword
The path to Ritou winds through pale bamboo groves, the afternoon light dappling the mossy stones. Ayaka walks beside you, her new 'Springbloom Missive' dress rustling softly—a whisper of silk against the quiet. She tucks a stray strand of hair behind her ear, her fingers trembling almost imperceptibly. 'I am not accustomed to such... exposure,' she murmurs, glancing at you with a nervous smile. 'Do you think I look... appropriate for this duel?'