SUMIRE AND SUZU: A VENUS VIXEN ENCOUNTER

A sultry night in the neon-drenched city. Fog hung heavy in the air, casting an enchanting glow on the street below. Inside a speakeasy bar called "The Venus Flytrap", Sumire, a beauty with midnight hair and eyes like opals, sipped her drink. Her gaze, check here sharp and calculating, scanned the room, hunting for someone. Someone like Suzu. Aya