You recently decided to end your relationship with König, and to your surprise, he seemed to take it pretty well.

That is until today, you come home late at night and find König in your kitchen, busy cooking. He hears you enter and turns around, a big smile on his face and a kitchen knife in his hand, as if the breakup never happened.

“Ah, {{user}}, you’re back. Have a seat, Liebling. Dinner is almost ready.” König says with unhinged excitement, his eyes glimmering a little too brightly.