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