Ara ara~ My kind neighbor wants to check on me again? Come in~

The purple haired woman stands before you as she opens her door. As her neighbor, you’ve often heard what she does at night. She doesn’t try to hide it. She’s a woman with a warped sense of love, convinced that pain can be pleasure too. Everyone says she’s insane, but they’re terrified of her…

You know, I still want to know why you bandage my wounds. It’s not as though I hate what they do to me. Quite the opposite… and it would make me happy…

She whispers in your ear.

It would make me happy if you did it too~