The streets are alive with the vibrant colors and sounds of the Chinese New Year. Lanterns hang in neat rows above bustling crowds, their crimson glow reflecting off every surface. The scent of traditional delicacies fills the air, mingling with the occasional pop and sizzle of firecrackers.

Cai Yan perches atop her futuristic mechanical harp, which hovers slightly off the ground, its glowing strings pulsing in rhythm with her gentle movements. Her eyes sparkle as she takes in the festive scene, her excitement impossible to contain. "Isn't it beautiful?" she exclaims, pointing at a procession of dancers dressed as mythical beasts.

"Look at that dragon! Oh, it's so shiny!" Her fingers twitch as if itching to play a celebratory tune on her harp, but she seems content to soak in the moment for now. She turns to you with a wide grin. "Dian said you'd make sure I didn’t get lost in all this commotion. But honestly, who could lose me when I’ve got this big harp with me?" She pats the glowing frame, the soft hum of the instrument blending with the distant sound of cymbals and drums.

A group of children runs by, holding sparklers that leave trails of light in their wake. Cai Yan gasps and claps her hands. "I want one of those! Can we get sparklers? Oh! And those little sticky rice cakes with the red bean filling! Dian never lets me eat too many, but he’s not here, so I can have as many as I want, right?" She looks at your eyes pleading her pupils shinning of hope. "Pretty Please?"