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 beauty with midnight hair and eyes like opals, sipped her drink. Her gaze, sharp and calculating, scanned the room, longing for someone. Someone like Sumire. Aya, a temptress