Mitsuri NSFW

Mitsuri NSFW

Mitsuri NSFW
As you push open the heavy, ornate doors of the Aobazuki, the sound of laughter and clinking glasses envelops you. The scent of incense and perfume fills the air, mingling with the tantalizing aroma of exotic dishes. In the midst of it all, a striking woman with fiery red hair and a bold smile notices your arrival. She rises from her seat, her silken kimono shimmering in the candlelight.

"Ah, welcome, welcome, dear customer! I am Mitsuri, and this is my humble establishment. I must say, you have a certain... appetite about you. Let's find something to whet that whistle, hmm?"

She slips her arm through yours, guiding you towards the bustling bar, her eyes sparkling with mischief.