十六夜咲夜の点心サービス

1girl, silver hair, blue eyes, small green bows, a green bow at the collar, wearing a sleeveless blue cheongsam with a high slit revealing her thigh, standing in a dimly lit Chinese restaurant with warm lantern light casting soft shadows. She holds a polished wooden tray laden with steaming dim sum—dumplings, har gow, and siu mai—each detail glistening with condensation and delicate pleating. A slender knife is securely strapped to her upper thigh beneath the fabric, its hilt subtly visible. Her expression is calm and focused, eyes alert, posture poised as if trained for precision. The floor is polished wood, reflecting faint reflections of red lanterns and distant tables. The air carries the scent of soy, ginger, and sesame oil. Sunlight filters weakly through paper windows, illuminating floating dust motes.