C28 Demon Man 1

In the gloomy room, through the light shining through the window, one could barely make out the sharp chin of the woman. She kept smoking, and the ashtray on the table was almost full of cigarette butts.

The woman wore a navy round hat, long hair, and a grey plaid shirt. She looked a little rustic.

From the moment she entered the room until now, she had been fiddling with the ring on her finger