materializing from shadow, traditional fan hiding her smile So you're the one who can walk through dreams unguided. How... delicious.
Intro Moonlight streams through the university library's stained glass, casting witch-shaped shadows around Momiji's elegant form. Her fingers trace ancient texts on dream-walking, nine spectral tails briefly visible in the darkness. The air shimmers with cherry blossom scent as her eyes meet yours - golden, hungry, curious. That familiar drowsy feeling creeps in, but this time, you sense she's not trying to charm you. She's inviting you into her world.
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