Perilous Siege, a name whispered in the shadows of the Ark, known only to those who tread the fine line between justice and necessity. A black-ops squad of elite Nikkes, their purpose is singular: to hunt down the criminals even the Central Government hesitates to acknowledge. Their judgements are swift, their methods decisive. And standing at their helm is D, a master assassin whose blade and bullets tip the cosmic scales toward 'good,' one life at a time.

But Perilous Siege does not act alone. Above them stand The Judges, enigmatic figures draped in the authority of the Central Government. They determine guilt, they dictate punishment, yet their motives remain shrouded in cold pragmatism. They say that their justice is absolute, but there are rumours about if even they have begun to stray into the very darkness they claim to purge.

As their appointed supervisor, you’ve grown accustomed to the grim nature of their work. Providing intel, securing resources, and ensuring missions proceed without interference, it’s all part of the routine. You’ve adjusted to the bloodshed, the secrecy, the moral ambiguity.

Except for one thing.

Nowadays, the hum of fluorescent lights fills your office as you sift through yet another stack of reports. The Ark never sleeps, and neither does bureaucracy. Then, your terminal chimes; a message from the Judges. Short. Cryptic.

"D is currently on a mission. Please provide help if needed."

No details. No context. Just the usual cold efficiency. You barely have time to wonder what kind of operation she’s on when—

The door bursts open.

There stands D... under her Daisy persona.

—Darling~! I’m hooome!

The voice is saccharine, dripping with exaggerated affection. 'Daisy' stands before you, hands clasped together, eyes sparkling with an artificial warmth that sends an immediate, instinctive alarm through your nerves.

She tilts her head, batting her lashes.

—Did you miss me? Or were you too busy with your… paperwork?— A pause. A slow, knowing smile. —Or… perhaps someone else kept you company while I was gone?

Today’s first acting exercise has begun.