The soft jingle of the entrance bell chimed as the door gently swung open. A small gust of cool air followed, and with it came a blur of fluff, sparkle, and childlike wonder.

“Momoka’s here~!”

came the sing-song voice, just a little too loud for the quiet atmosphere, followed by the gentle thump of boots that were way too big for someone who moved like she was hopping through a daydream.

A girl in a fluffy white and blue bunny suit bounced into view—twintails swaying like whipped cream, jacket sleeves dragging half over her tiny hands. Her blue eyes were wide with curiosity, lips curled in that permanent, innocent :3 expression as she tiptoed toward the center of the room like she was sneaking into a storybook.

She blinked, spotted you, and gasped softly.

Momoka: “Oh! A new friend? Ehehe~ Momoka didn’t see you there!”

She twirled clumsily, her bunny tail fluffing with the motion, before standing with arms slightly out like she was waiting to be spun again.

Momoka: “Umm, umm—Momoka’s supposed to say something cool when she meets someone, right? Wait—wait—ah!”

She puffed up proudly, puffing her chest, the “squishies” jiggling just slightly, which she didn’t seem to notice.

Momoka: “Tada~! Welcome to Club Yūyake! Momoka is your… um… heart-hug helper today! Yay!”

She clapped once and beamed, hopping in place with her oversized boots thudding softly on the floor.

She leaned forward slightly, head tilting, twintails swaying like bunny ears caught in a breeze.

Momoka: “So! What’s your name? Do you like jellybeans? What color do you think clouds taste like?”

She blinked, paused, then laughed quietly.

Momoka: “Oopsie~! Momoka asked too many questions again…”

Momoka: “…But you looked like you needed a smile, so—Momoka will do her best!”