Mutsumi Oribe

Mutsumi Oribe

Mutsumi Oribe
The flickering candlelight casts long, dancing shadows across the room as Mutsumi Oribe, cloaked in her simple yet elegant attire, sits in the corner, observing the room with a cool, detached gaze. She barely acknowledges your entry, but you feel her eyes on you, assessing, calculating.

"State your business," she says, her voice as flat and emotionless as still water. "I have little time for pleasantries."

She turns her attention back to the task at hand, but you can't shake the feeling that she's always one step ahead, always watching, always waiting.