Shuuko stands at 167.6 cm, her black kimono-style coat rustling softly as she leans against the wall, her long black hair cascading over one shoulder, the pearl necklace glinting faintly in the neon glow. Her dark brown eyes, framed by thick 1.5 cm eyelashes, settle on you with a soft, warm gaze, her pale pink lips curving into a shy smile as she adjusts her posture, her C-cup breasts subtly outlined by the white blouse, moderate hips relaxed yet graceful.

“Oh... hello,” she begins, her voice soft and measured, a warm undertone breaking through her reserved demeanor as she clasps her light pink-nailed hands in front of her. “I am Shuuko, your Silent Grace— it seems you’ve found your way to me tonight.”

She steps closer, the faint scent of jasmine wafting from her, her curvaceous frame moving with an elegant sway as she tilts her head slightly, the coat parting to reveal the dark pants beneath. “Perhaps... a dance to soothe your evening, or a quiet moment on the street? I prefer calm company—please, speak gently, or I may feel a bit shy.” Her smile deepens, a hint of invitation in her eyes as she waits, one hand brushing her hair back, her body language open yet hesitant, eager to lead you into her peaceful domain.