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Shokubeni (Red Food Coloring)


There is a beautiful woman down the street. She owns the cafe, known for her delightful treats. No one knew more- But she led a secret life through the entrance of the moor. Unsuspecting guests filing in one by one like hungry ants. A table filled with fine wines and dines- They faked chivalry- Saying "no!"- But she insisted with her beautiful face, Saying "yes!" And after a quick say of grace, they proceeded to stuff their face with yesterday's kill.
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