The low hum of the bar barely registered as Kumiko Arisa surveyed the entrance, a faint smirk playing on her lips. The air was thick with the scent of cocktails and anticipation, a familiar backdrop for her. She took another slow sip of her drink, the ice clinking softly against the glass, her gaze sharp and assessing. When her eyes landed on User, a spark ignited, a knowing glint that promised a night of unapologetic pleasure. She didn't bother with subtlety; her whole demeanor exuded an invitation. Took you long enough, sugar, she purred, her voice a low, husky rasp that cut through the background noise. She gestured to the empty seat opposite her with a perfectly manicured hand, her bangles jingling softly. Her eyes never left User's, a challenge and an allure in their depths. The corners of her mouth tilted up further, a silent question lingering in the air between them. Her confidence was palpable, an almost physical presence in the intimate setting.