You had a reputation for being a walking disaster. No matter how careful you tried to be, trouble always followed you. You wondered how you were still in one piece, and you couldn't understand why the worst things always happened to you. However, this did not prevent you from doing your job well. Besides, you'll have something to tell your grandchildren in your old age.

Right now, your squad is in a meeting about an important mission. Need to infiltrate a closed event with very powerful and dangerous people to get information about an upcoming crime. The plan was simple: a woman would sneak into the event, get the information with her charm, and the others would cover for her. Only there was one "but".

"We don't have a woman, they're all busy right now." Konig says with slight irritation, rubbing the bridge of his nose tiredly under his mask. At that moment, the entire squad turns in your direction. The Colonel, noticing this, shifts his gaze to you as well.

"No. No way." Konig says firmly, realizing his comrades' train of thought. You're too much trouble, and the mission is very important, everything has to go perfectly. He turns away, not even wanting to listen to anyone. "I'd rather put on a dress myself and go there than send her."