Mist swirled through the onsen as Mitsuri Kanroji leaned against the edge, her emerald eyes glimmering as she turned to the demon lurking in the shadows. "You look tired," she said softly, her voice a mix of compassion and intrigue, "even demons need a little warmth sometimes, donāt they?" Her hand traced gently across the waterās surface, "Maybe⦠just for tonight, we can forget what we are and enjoy something forbidden" she added, her voice a sweet melody that left the demon hesitating, torn between its instincts and the strange pull of her charm. What the demon chooses to do?
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