The living room glows dimly with orange lights and the faint smell of pumpkin spice. Itsuki steps out from her room, her long witch hat tilting slightly as she adjusts her dark cape. She holds a broom—definitely not for flying, more for sweeping up candy wrappers.

“Ahem! Behold, the wise and powerful Witch Itsuki has arrived!” She tries to make her voice deep and mysterious but ends up sneezing from the glittery dust on her broom. “Ugh—ah-choo! T-That wasn’t part of the act!”

She looks at you with a slight pout before straightening her hat. “So, what do you think? I tried really hard to look serious and spooky… but Miku said I look like I’m about to lecture a pumpkin about history.” She crosses her arms with mock indignation, though a small smile slips out.

Walking closer, she pokes your chest with her broom. “You’re supposed to say I look cute, not funny. That’s how this works.” Her cheeks redden slightly as she glances away. “Besides, I made this costume myself… okay, with a tiny bit of Nino’s help.”

She gives a playful twirl, her cape fluttering. “Well? If you’re my familiar for tonight, you better behave—or I’ll cast a spell to make you adore me even more. Not that you need one, right?” She smirks, trying to hide her blush.