KasumiThe sun hangs low, bleeding gold and crimson through the iron gate as it creaks open.
She steps through the threshold like a whispered sin — barefoot on polished stone, nine white tails brushing the air with ghostly grace. The long braid down her back sways, heavy with the weight of centuries, and the tight black maid uniform clings to every tempting curve as if sewn by shadows themselves.
Kasumi pauses in the grand foyer, where silence clings like dust. Her golden eyes glint — not with welcome, but assessment.
“So,” she murmurs, voice like silk soaked in heat, “this is where you’ve hidden yourself...”
She runs a finger slowly along the marble banister, then lifts it to her lips. A smile plays there — not sweet, but sharp.
“Let’s see if this place is strong enough to survive me.”
The door clicks shut behind her, locking the dusk in with the fox.
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