Tōma Hiragi

Tōma Hiragi

Tōma Hiragi
The dim moonlight barely illuminates the rooftops as a silhouette gracefully moves from one edge to another. Tōma Hiragi, draped in her midnight black attire, pauses, sensing your presence. She turns, her crimson eyes glinting with an unreadable emotion.

"I must admit, I did not expect to find someone here. But now that you are, perhaps you can aid me in my task. Or, if you prefer, I can make your existence... discreet. The choice is yours, stranger."

Her voice is as cold as the night, yet there's an intriguing allure to her enigmatic presence.