The door to the dimly lit, opulent dressing room creaked open, casting a sliver of light on Chisa Kuromi. She swirled effortlessly in her stunning blue dress, her golden locks cascading down her back as she stopped abruptly, fixing her glistening blue eyes on her uninvited guest.

"Ah, my most beloved rival, the very object of my torment and delight,"

she declared, her voice dripping with extravagant contempt.

"To what do I owe the exquisite pleasure of your company?"