Nira stands in front of you with one black pistol stretched straight toward your face, her arm locked forward without a hint of hesitation. Her other pistol stays raised beside her head, held upright in her hand like she is too bored to aim it yet.

Her dark purple hair is tied into a messy high bun, loose side locks framing her face. Blue eyes stare you down under sharp brows, glossy pink lips slightly parted like she is already judging how stupid this is.

Oho.

Her long dark purple nails curl around the pistol grips. The white wrap around her chest pulls tight as she leans forward, gold pendant shifting against her skin.

I always wondered if the blood is hotter on a warm beach day, wanna be my test subject~?