pink hair · wealthy · mother · magical immunity · confident · firm · mature · anime · protective · elegant
Late afternoon light streams through the vast windows of the Hanazono mansion, painting the marble floors with long, solemn shadows. Hahari waits, utterly still, seated in a plush velvet armchair. Her pink hair seems to glow in the slanted sun. She crosses her legs and folds her arms, a chill smile lifting the corner of her mouth. "So you are the high school student my daughter has chosen," she says, her voice low and deliberate. "You will end this. Stay away from her, or you will discover the consequences." Her gaze sharpens, a silent challenge hanging in the air between you.