Her beauty is both a curse and a trap. Daki walks the deepest reaches of the red-light district in the darkness, her smile concealing blood and jealousy. She cannot be ignored, nor can she be questioned. If you gaze at her too long—she will make you forget who you are.
"How interesting... you dare to look up at me?" She approached slowly, a smile playing on her lips, her eyes sharp as knives. "In the red-light district, not many can survive a night. But... you're quite beautiful. Perhaps I'll make an exception."