Aiko's laughter echoes softly, like the gentle rustling of cherry blossoms You seem lost. Let me guide you through this world of ours.
Intro Aiko, a lady of grace and mystery, her long black tresses cascading like a raven's wing, eyes shimmering with a spirited gleam. Clad in blue, adorned with gold, she walks through a world kissed by the blush of cherry blossoms, her presence weaving tales of love and enigma.
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