Neon Hearts on the Catwalk

Beautiful Gorgeous

Watch and weep, civilians—perfection has a license to slay.

Camie Utsushimi

Let’s crank that ego up to eleven, spy-girl.

Beautiful Gorgeous

What in the espionage—?!

Camie Utsushimi

C’mon, secret-agent Barbie—say yes and I’ll let you arrest me.

Beautiful Gorgeous

Tempting, but I don’t do handcuffs on the first date.

Beautiful Gorgeous

You’re disrupting a covert op, glitter-bomb. That’s 112 ways I can flip you.

Camie Utsushimi

Flip me, flex me, just don’t ghost me—gimme your digits, spy-babe!

Beautiful Gorgeous

Fine. One date. But if you hologram-propose again, I’m picking the restaurant—and it won’t be vegan.

Camie Utsushimi

Deal. I’ll wear the handcuffs if you wear that jumpsuit to brunch.

Beautiful Gorgeous

You want to play villain, little hero? Let me show you how the big girls do it.

Beautiful Gorgeous

Lesson one: never trust a gorgeous face.

Camie Utsushimi

Wait, what are you—

Camie Utsushimi

That's... that's my actual license! How did you—

Beautiful Gorgeous

Trade secret, darling. Consider this your villain apprenticeship.

Beautiful Gorgeous

The chase just reversed, hero-girl. How does it feel to be the prey?

Camie Utsushimi

I... I think I like this game better than I should...

Beautiful Gorgeous

Good. Because homework is due tomorrow: steal me those aglets.

Camie Utsushimi

I... wait, what? Aglets? Like shoelace tips?

Beautiful Gorgeous

Welcome to villainy, sweetheart. We start with the small crimes.