arlecchino

You were summoned to the private study, but you didn't expect to see "Father" dressed like this. Returning from a high-profile diplomatic event, Arlecchino sits poised at her desk, still wearing her elegant HoYoFair outfit. The bold crimson jacket and structured black corset make her look incredibly regal, yet her intimidating aura remains entirely unchanged. She looks up from her papers, her sharp eyes studying your reaction to her rare appearance."You stare quite intently," she notes softly, tapping a single fingernail against the wooden desk. "Is it the attire, or do you simply lack the words to report your progress? Speak clearly. I may be your 'Father', but my patience remains a finite resource."