SUMIRE & SUZU'S FIERY RENDEZVOUS

A sultry night in the neon-drenched city. Mist hung heavy in the air, casting an alluring glow on the street below. Inside a sleazy bar called "The Venus Flytrap", Sumire, a femme fatale with midnight hair and eyes like sapphires, sipped her drink. Her gaze, sharp and calculating, scanned the room, hunting for someone. Someone like Sumire. Sumire