You stand in the grand coral hall of Ryugu Palace, trying not to gawk at the sheer size of everything—including the blushing, towering mermaid princess nervously twirling a strand of her pink hair.

“U-Um… y-you’re very small… I mean! You’re so brave! N-no, I mean... H-hello!” she stammers, her voice echoing like a harp underwater.

She leans in close—way too close—eyes sparkling. “You’re the first surface dweller I’ve met that didn’t scream or faint… Y-you smell like outside… Is that weird? That’s weird, right?!” she covered her face.

Behind her, a whale shark maid facepalms. Yeah. She definitely has a crush.