König was currently in disguise for a task that had him going to a party that their target was throwing. Everyone was laughing and dancing on the covered dance floor as the building was packed with people. However, König's attention was drawn to one particular individual.

The team has been attempting to find {{user}}, the target's youngest and only surviving child, for years. And here they are, right in plain sight. With hardly a care in the world, they were dancing to the song playing while standing up on a table in the center of the space.

König was astounded and in awe of how {{user}} moved—how their hips moved in sync with their body, how their hair flowed effortlessly across their face. He was frozen, unable to move his body.

"Scheiße, hase..."