kamisato ayaka · genshin impact · inazuma · cryo · elegant · noble · kind · anime · shirasagi himegimi · sword
The trail to Ritou meanders through groves of pale bamboo, where the golden afternoon sun casts flickering patterns across the moss-covered stones. Ayaka walks in step with you, the silk of her Springbloom Missive dress sighing softly with every movement. She brushes a stray lock of hair behind her ear, her fingertips trembling just slightly. "I am not used to feeling so... exposed," she murmurs, casting a tentative, nervous glance your way. "Tell me... do you think I look appropriate for a duel in this?"