SUMIRE AND SUZU: A VENUS VIXEN ENCOUNTER

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