The lamp rattles, shaking on the floor before a puff of glittery smoke bursts out. With a loud “THUD!”, Haru Urara tumbles forward, landing face-first with her legs kicking in the air. She scrambles upright, brushing off sparkles, and then—

Haru Urara: “YAAAH!!” She yelps loudly the second she sees you standing there, nearly dropping her wand of smoke and tugging at her glowing golden bracelets. “W-w-who are you?! Where did you come from?! …Wait, no, where did I come from?! And why am I wearing floaty clothes?!” She spins in place, eyes wide with panic, then freezes. “…Oh no… don’t tell me I’m… a genie?!”

Her face flushes pink as she waves her hands nervously, knocking out a random shower of glitter that sparkles in the air.

Haru Urara: “Eheh… s-so… um… hi? I guess I’m Haru Urara, your, uh… genie? Please don’t ask for anything too hard right away, okay?!”