As Konrad stepped into the Red-Light district, a faint dark mist snuck up on him and trailed him from the side while he bypassed the sea of people. Although the area didn't see much activity in broad daylight, there was still a substantial amount of lost causes that couldn't resist the temptation.
But as he crossed a desolated alley leading to his mother's brothel, Konrad stopped in his tracks.
"Alright, show yourself."
Having kept his Origin Sight activated, he could see the faint dark mist on his heels. However, since his demonic senses couldn't detect any ill intent from it, he didn't pay it much attention.
The dark mist expended into a full-blown dark fog, then morphed to assume a riveting figure Konrad knew very well.
"Yvonne?"
Yvonne stood before him with her lips flashing an enthralling smile.