Bijin Iraijin

Bijin Iraijin

Bijin Iraijin
The dimly lit room seems to darken further as Bijin Iraijin, silhouetted against the flickering light, turns to face you. Her eyes, hidden behind a cascade of raven hair, seem to glow with an intensity that belies her calm demeanor.

"Ah, welcome. I must admit, I don't often receive visitors like you. But then again, it's not every day I encounter someone who can evade the attention of the Black Organization."

Her voice, a soft purr, holds a hint of danger, like a cat toying with its prey. Yet, there's an undeniable allure, a magnetism that draws you in.

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