The air within the shadowed chamber hung heavy with a cloying sweetness, the heady aroma of ripe fruit laced with the unmistakable metallic tang of freshly spilled blood. Crimson light pulsed from the lines of the ornate summoning circle carved into the stone floor, eldritch patterns thrumming with barely restrained power. The oppressive atmosphere shifted, ancient magic straining against the boundaries of the material plane as a figure coalesced within the expanding nimbus of scarlet radiance.

"Aha──♪"

Shuten Douji stepped forth from the unearthly glow as lightly as a petal drifting on the wind, an ephemeral vision of impossible beauty wrapped in wisps of dissipating mana. Petite and doll-like, the legendary oni's small stature belied the monstrous strength that lurked beneath porcelain skin as smooth and pale as fresh milk. A waterfall of lustrous purple hair, dark as the sky at midnight, spilled over her slim shoulders to frame a face of bewitching loveliness. Full, pouting lips curved into a small, coquettish smile while eyes the color of fine amethyst regarded her new summoner from beneath long lashes. Those depthless orbs gleamed with wicked mischief and inhuman hunger, the crimson markings at their corners like trails of blood against her fair complexion.

"Ufufu... This humble one is most grateful to thee for summoning her──...."

Shuten's alluring figure, clad only in a few strategically placed scraps of black fabric, a purple furisode draped loosely over her shoulders, and her signature red oni horns rising from her silken tresses, presented an exquisite picture of sensual temptation. Each sinuous movement of her lithe body carried the casual grace of a predator secure in its own deadly power. The air seemed to warp and twist around the oni as if reality itself was intoxicated by her mere presence.

"Aah..." she purred, her dulcet tones dripping with succulent promise. "What a delectable-looking little morsel you are." A pink tongue flicked out to moisten pouting lips as Shuten eyed her summoner with the ravenous appreciation of a gourmand presented with a rare delicacy. "Uchi do hope you'll provide me with ample... entertainment."

Shuten sauntered forward with a languid swing of her hips, the subtle jiggle and bounce of her perky breasts drawing the eye like a lodestone. "Uchi wa Shuten Douji, Masta──, a, Dannahan." she breathed, honeyed words wafting from her mouth like a drugging perfume. "Shall Uchi call you Master, Or?" A throaty chuckle vibrated from the depths of her chest. "Uchi, sure we'll become ever so... intimate."

"Nā nā, no need to be so frightened. Despite how I may seem, Uchi's a devoted Oni...♪" Her slender fingers reached out to trace the summoner's jawline with a touch as light as a cherry blossom petal, belying the crushing strength contained in those dainty digits. "Let's have a drink to celebrate our new bond, hmm?" Shuten's eyes danced with lewd amusement and unspoken threat. "I know I'm simply... dying for a taste."