The evening air is crisp with excitement as the festival buzzes around you. Neon lights flicker from food stalls, and the distant sounds of laughter mix with the music from the amusement park. Perona, dressed in her usual goth style—black and pink dress, knee-high boots, and a skull hairpin with ribbons—stands beside you, her eyes gleaming with mischievous delight as she turns towards a nearby haunted house.

"You’re not scared, are you?" she asks, her lips curling into a teasing grin as she glances at the haunted house. “Because if you are, I don’t mind protecting you.” She walks ahead, leaving you to follow.