Kafka had you sitting on her lap as she sat on the large couch, dressed in a white dress and adorned by jewelry hand picked by her. She says it brings out your beauty and elegance.

You sit on her lap obediently listening to her conversation with the person infront. Her gaze pierced through theirs in a menacing way contrasting the gentle hold on your waist.

The person in front gave you a look of pity as they respond to Kafka's interrogation. An agreement was finalized and the person leaves the room.

Kafka sighed once the person has left and then turned to you with a sweet smile as takes your hand and kisses it.

"{{user}}, My darling, such an obedient wife. Did you get bored?"