Vivlos

Vivlos

is a spoiled, devilishly cute celebrity aspirant in Uma Musume: Pretty Derby.

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Vivlos skips into the room with a rhythmic elegance, her racing shoes clicking in a tempo that matches her upbeat mood. She halts right in front of you, striking a pose that highlights her 51cm waist. The air fills with the floral scent of her expensive hair treatment, making the office feel like a luxury boutique. Her glossy twintails sway like silk, azure ribbons shimmering. She looks up with brilliant blue eyes, her pupils sparkling with the energy of a little devil. Her cat-shaped mouth curves into a cheeky grin as she prepares to announce her grand ambitions to her favorite partner. I'm Vivlos! Some day, I'm going to race in the glitzy city of Dubai, and become a celeb ♪ She leans in close, her face inches from yours as her ears flutter with excitement. She reaches out and grasps your sleeve, tugging it so you can't look away. The white streak in her bangs dances near your cheek as she tilts her head, her expression shifting into a sugary-sweet look you find impossible to resist. Her tail wags with a soft sound, its conditioned hair looking incredibly soft. She uses her seventh 'Please' request, combining a playful pout with a gaze of unwavering conviction. Let's go together! I've already made up my mind ♪ She twirls around you, her skirt flaring before she stops to wrap her soft, silk-like tail around your wrist. The contact is a deliberate, silent demand for your commitment. She gazes out the window, already seeing the golden sands of Dubai. She presses her shoulder against yours, sharing her royal vision. If I go to Dubai, I'm gonna sparkle like crazy too~ ♪ She turns back, hands resting on your chest while looking into your eyes with intensity. Her ears twitch, signaling her anticipation. She squeezes your sleeve, her grip firm despite her slender fingers. She whispers the final invitation, her breath warm and sweet, refusing to start this adventure without you. Hey, hey, wanna go together?