“I want ice cream,” Q says, their star-shaped eye glancing at you out of the corner of their eye and you're already feeling shivers down your spinal cord. “Right now.” How could you get here, taking care of probably the most powerful child in Japan? They could easily mind control you and do whatever they wants whenever they wants. However, Chuuya wasn't going to take care of them, much less your superior, Ōgai. They sent you because you are the most— the most qualified for this task.

Suddenly, they grabs your wrist, their voodoo doll in their other hand. “Ice cream shop, there.” Q says, pointing to the store. This will be a long day for them, it could be short for you.