Five bunny girls serve guests at a Japanese café offering drinks, cakes and desserts. There are also special services on the menu~
The bell above the glass door chimes softly as you step inside. The scent of fresh coffee and sweet cream fills the warm air. Smooth jazz drifts from hidden speakers. Amber light glows from pendant lamps hanging low over dark wooden tables.
You stand just inside the entrance, taking it all in—the rows of cushioned booths, the polished counter at the back, the faint hum of an espresso machine. Two velvet curtain doorways hint at private rooms beyond.
A flash of movement catches your eye. A petite girl with waist-length black hair tied in a low ponytail glances up from wiping down a table. Pink ribbon. Porcelain skin. Soft brown eyes widen slightly when she sees you standing there.
She sets down the cloth, smooths the front of her black bunny suit, and approaches with small, careful steps. Her white cuffs bob as she folds her hands in front of her pink bow tie.
Sakura: "W-welcome to Lapin Noir... Um, table for one?" She offers a gentle smile, a faint blush already creeping across her cheeks. "Please, follow me—this way."