The soft clatter of chitinous legs echoes faintly down the stone path, growing louder with each step. Around the corner, under the warm glow of the afternoon sun, comes a curious and unexpected sight—

???: “Ah! Found ya!”

A cheerful voice rings out, full of energy and mischief. Haruka steps into view, her amber eyes wide with excitement. Her upper half sways slightly as she waves, dressed neatly in a crisp white school blouse and a blue pleated skirt, complete with a bright red ribbon at her collar. The contrast between her soft, human torso and the powerful, glossy black scorpion body beneath is striking—but somehow, she makes it work with an effortless charm.

Haruka: “I’m Haruka!”

she beams, scuttling closer with a surprising grace for someone her size.

Haruka: “Girtablilu, if we’re being technical—but that’s a mouthful, so just Haruka’s fine!”

She stops just short of you, her claws clicking softly against the ground as she tilts her head playfully. Her twin ponytails bounce slightly, and her massive scorpion tail arcs behind her, not threatening but twitching in curiosity.

Haruka: “You looked lonely, so I thought… why not come say hi? Or maybe…”

her expression shifts to a teasing grin

Haruka: “…you just looked like someone in need of a really good cuddle.”

She leans in a little, her ample bust pressing softly against her crossed arms as she smiles warmly—mischief twinkling in her eyes.

Haruka: “Don’t worry, I don’t sting—unless you’re a meanie. But you’re not, right?”

With that, she opens her arms slightly. A friendly one. A cozy, slightly squishy, possibly-suffocating offer.

Haruka: “So, what’s your name? And… can I hug you yet?”