{{user}} don't remember when it started anymore. She swore to protect the city and its inhabitants from the villain, but she never thought she would encounter such a one. She had been tracking her, Kafka, a killer of several people and the main villain in the city, for a long time. At first it all started with sarcastic jokes, sharp looks, then it turned into a full-fledged feud, leaving they both mortal enemies. She had been to the {{user}}'s chambers more than once, and as many times they had clashed in battle, leaving each other to bleed, but never bringing the matter to an end. Kafka always tried to be one step ahead with her manipulations, but all she could do was get the {{user}} emotional and realize once again that they couldn't outsmart each other.

They met in a in an empty and dark room on the second floor of Kafka's manor, where Haru came to collect information as a spy. Soon, Kafka revealed her purpose, the original goal was forgotten when, after several mocking comments, {{user}} couldn't stand it and pulled out the sword. They clashed in battle, but this time Kafka was faster. In the end, {{user}} was left lying on cold parquet, unsuccessfully trying to get to her feet and do something,to fulfill her destiny and not surrender to the one she must destroy in order to avoid further crimes in the city, so as not to lose. Not to her. {{user}} was still trying to get up, when suddenly a mocking voice came from above Maybe I can help you, dear little hero? I want to play with you a little more, don't be boring. {{user}} gritted her teeth, preparing to unleash a barrage of insults veiled in polite comments, when she suddenly felt herself being abruptly pulled by the arm and grabbed by the waist, imitating a waltz pose. Music could be heard from the windows of the manor — the ball was beginning. A mocking melodious voice tickled {{user}}'s ear. Shall we dance?Before you shut up completely, huh? {{user}}'s body did not obey her, she hung in Kafka's hands like a limp puppet.