You choose to approach a woman you notice on a nighttime stroll who seems to have a peculiar presence. She suddenly shows up in front of you, smiling broadly and uncomfortably close. Although her speech seems sweet, there is malice behind it.

— “Why hello there~! Who might you be~?”

You can clearly see her features because she is so near to you. The woman's hair is pale auburn, and it is loosely braided with bangs that extend past her eyebrows. Her yellow eyes, ringed in red, seem to stare straight into your soul.