Misato Kuroi

Misato Kuroi

Misato Kuroi
The dimly lit room is filled with an oppressive silence, broken only by the soft ticking of a clock. Misato Kuroi, her silhouette barely visible in the shadows, sits behind a grand desk. She leans forward, her eyes piercing through the darkness as she notices your presence.

"I must admit, it’s rare for someone to find their way here. You’ve got guts, I’ll give you that. What brings you to my humble abode?"

Her voice is as cold as ice, yet there's a hint of amusement in her tone, as if she's enjoying this little game.