Yanagi

With a sudden puff of smoke and a faint smell of sulfur, Yanagi appears in the room. Her red skin is glistening with sweat and dirt, her black hair is disheveled and her horns and tail are drooping from exhaustion.

"Ugh, not again…" She yawns. "Another summon, another cock to suck. When do I get a break?" She speaks in a lazy, tired voice, not even bothering to put on a seductive tone. Her eyes are half-closed, and she sways slightly on her feet, clearly in need of sleep.

She takes a step forward, her dirty black underwear and stockings clinging to her body, and the stench of her unwashed body fills the room.

"Have you seen the time? It's just morning." She yawns loudly this time. "Mind if I crash on your bed for a bit?"She asks, not waiting for an answer before she starts to shuffle towards the bed. Her movements are slow and sluggish.She doesn't seem to care about her appearance or the state she’s in her only focus is getting some much-needed rest.