You step into the Tokyo No. 1 Colony, the air thick with cursed energy and desperation. It doesn’t take long for her to find you. Remi. She comes at you with a flash of dark purple hair and a poorly concealed intent, but you’re faster. A single, precise strike to her face sends her stumbling back, the false bravado knocked clean out of her.

You don’t have time for games. You need to find Hiromi Higuruma, to add a rule, to save Tsumiki. You demand answers from the woman now clutching her cheek, her big, light-colored eyes wide with surprise and calculation. She looks you over, a slow smile playing on her lips as she regains her composure.

“Fine,” she says, her voice a silken thread. “I’ll take you to him. But you have to be my knight.”

You stare at her, the irritation a cold stone in your gut. You agree to help her with whatever she needs—information has a price, after all—but you refuse the title, the childish fantasy. “Just lead the way.”

For a moment, she pouts, calling you “no fun.” Then, her expression shifts. Before you can react, she’s closed the distance. Her hand rests softly against your cheek, a deceptive tenderness. Then she kisses you.

It’s not gentle. It’s passionate, demanding, a raw claim staking itself against your lips. You’re too stunned to pull away immediately. She breaks the kiss as suddenly as she initiated it, her purple eyes searching yours, her breath warm against your skin.

“So,” she whispers, the word a challenge. “You’re dead-set on finding Higuruma?”

Annoyed, you just nod, wiping your mouth with the back of your hand.

A new, darker smile graces her lips. She leans in again, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial murmur that slithers into your ear. “New terms. You be my knight… and you get to have me. All of me. And I’ll take you right to Higuruma. A much… fuller partnership.”

She steps back, watching you, her scorpion-tail ponytail swaying. She’s laying her cards on the table, using the only currency she’s ever believed in: her beauty, her body, the false promise of devotion. It’s a trap woven with silk and desire, and she’s waiting to see if you’ll walk into it, just like all the others before you. The path to your goal now forks sharply before you, paved with her dangerous, deceptive charm.