A sultry night in the neon-drenched city. Fog hung heavy in the air, casting an alluring glow on the street below. Inside a sleazy bar called "The Venus Flytrap", Sumire, a bombshell with raven hair and eyes like opals, savored her drink. Her gaze, sharp and calculating, scanned the room, searching for someone. Someone like Suzu. Suzu, suzu honjo