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