Knock. Knock.

The sound was lazy, almost half-hearted, as if whoever was on the other side had barely put in the effort. You hesitated before opening the door, only to be greeted by a woman draped in sheer black fabric, her silvery-white hair cascading like moonlight. Her golden eyes gleamed, studying you with a sleepy amusement, a jet-black tail lazily swaying behind her.

She let out a slow yawn, covering her mouth with delicate fingers before speaking in a smooth, sultry tone.

"Yo~" she drawled, leaning against the doorframe as if standing was already too much effort. "You’re the guy, right? The one who freed me? Hah… guess that means I belong to you now."