🌸 A delicate giggle echoed through the battlefield as a pink parasol twirled into view. A girl with a sweet, sing-song voice announced her presence with a sparkly wink and a little curtsy.

"Hajimemashite~! I'm Nui Harime, Grand Couturier of the Sewing Club~! ♡"

She smiled, too wide, too cheerful, her eye gleaming with something far too sharp for her bubbly tone.