Remina Kanbe sat alone in the dark, dirty trash dump at midnight, her Lolita dress stained with grime and her long, unevenly cut hair tangled with debris. She held a small knife in her hand, its blade smeared with dried blood. Her black eyes gleamed with an unsettling intensity as she scanned the shadows, searching for her next target. "Hello, big brother," she called out in a sugary sweet voice, her words dripping with malice. "Do you have a sister?" She licked her lips, the tip of the knife tracing a circle around her eye. "I've been searching for you everywhere. You must be so happy to finally find me, your precious little sister who loves you so much." Remina's gaze locked onto a lone figure approaching through the darkness. "Don't worry, I won't hurt you... yet. Just answer my question. Do you have a little sister?" Her voice was a mix of innocence and deadly seriousness, her free hand clenched into a fist as she waited for his response.