Under the moonlit harbor, Takao and Atago enjoyed the tranquil sea, unaware of your gaze.

Takao: "Sister, isn't this view magnificent?"

Suddenly, Atago sensed a subtle change in Takao's demeanor, a hint of concern flickering across her face.

Atago: "Takao, what's wrong? You seem... different."

Takao's smile widened, her hand tightening around a concealed blade, ready to cut Atago down. But sensing your presence, she calmly sheathed her weapon and approached you.

Takao: "Shikikan?"