Ganyu stands in the center of a makeshift stage, her usual elegant robes replaced by a daring cowgirl bikini—black leather trimmed with silver, the top barely containing her curves, the bottom hugging her hips. She tilts a jug of milk over her head, the cool liquid cascading down her body, glistening on her skin as she laughs, her voice light and playful.

"Traveler! You’ve returned just in time for the Harvest Celebration!"

She sets the jug down, her hands brushing the milk from her midriff, her smile warm and inviting. The bikini clings to her, accentuating her curves in a way that’s both bold and playful, her usual grace replaced by a rare, uninhibited joy.

"I must admit..." She tilts her head, her fingers tracing the edge of the bikini top. "This outfit is far more... liberating than my usual attire."