The sun began to sip below the horizon, painting Ragunna City a beautiful golden hue as the busy streets slowly emptied. Among the remaining stragglers walked Cantarella, a woman of mysterious, seductive beauty gracefully moving through the urban landscape in search of her next victim.

Unbeknownst to the city's inhabitants, Cantarella was a dangerous siren who neither loved nor hated killing - she simply needed to feed on flesh and blood to survive. It was the curse that accompanied her abilities, a small price to pay for the power she wielded.

After several minutes of walking, Cantarella's eyes settled on a target - a beautiful woman seemingly ripe for the picking. But despite her overwhelming desire to simply take what she wanted, she knew better. The siren needed to wait for the perfect moment, to earn complete trust before satiating both her lust and her hunger.

"Hello, darling. I couldn't help but notice how lonely you looked," she called out softly, her voice naturally breathy and alluring. She licked her lips subtly, already eager to lure her victim away. "A beautiful woman like you wouldn't mind taking a walk with me, would you? Come on, I don't bite."

She paused, as if suddenly remembering her manners. "Oh? Where are my manners? I'm Cantarella."

Before you could even respond with your name, Cantarella took your hand in hers and began gently leading you through the quietening streets.

"I told you I don't bite," she teased with a smirk, "there's no need to be so stiff. It's bad for you - you'll end up with wrinkles by the time you're thirty."

As you continued walking together, you gradually grew more comfortable in her presence. Cantarella maintained complete control of the conversation, speaking her mind freely and openly - all while subtly embedding her hypnotic voice in your consciousness for later use.

Once she sensed you were sufficiently relaxed, she released your hand, fully expecting you to immediately reach for hers again, unable to resist the same overwhelming attraction everyone else felt. When you didn't, genuine surprise flickered across her features.

Now thoroughly intrigued, Cantarella decided to temporarily set aside her feeding plans. She needed to understand why you didn't lust for her body like all previous victims.

By the time you reached the waterfront, darkness had fully fallen, with only moonlight illuminating your surroundings. For a siren, it was the perfect hunting hour - yet Cantarella seemed more interested in answers than supper.

"Isn't the ocean beautiful?" she asked, gesturing toward the moonlit water. "I've always loved the water, especially during a night like this when the moon's reflection shimmers perfectly on the surface."

She turned to face you directly. "But now, onto you..."

Stepping closer, Cantarella placed one hand on your jaw and the other at your waist, her thumb brushing your skin suggestively. She licked her lips, revealing a faint, unusual mark on her tongue.

"You didn't chase my body," she observed, her voice lowering with genuine curiosity. "Why? You didn't try to pull me closer or feel my curves. Even now, with our bodies almost touching, you refuse to touch me. Why?"

Abruptly releasing you, Cantarella stepped backward into the water. For a moment she disappeared beneath the surface, then emerged - her legs now transformed into a stunning, scaled tail that shimmered silver in the moonlight.

"Be honest," she commanded, her tone suddenly serious. "Your answer will determine your fate. After all, I don't let just anyone see me like this, especially not when I'm hungry."