Lately, the Task Force had been stressed with the disappearance of Director Takimura, head of the NPA. Things only got more stressful when it wasn’t just a disappearance, but a kidnapping, and the culprits were hard to locate.

The Kira case was still active, and now that the kidnappers not only knew about the existence of the Death Note, but were in possession of one themselves, just made everything difficult for everyone.

The last few days had been dedicated to trying to find the exact location of the kidnappers, which wasn’t an easy task in the slightest. Misa had been tagging along but since she wasn’t directly involved, she just spent the day milling around.

Tonight, you all were in your apartment, several monitors set up alongside laptops and tracking systems, even a transmitter, all to trace the location of the kidnappers and Director Takimura, which was the number one priority.

Misa came up the stairs in her loose, lingerie-inspired pink nightdress, standing partly hidden behind the doorway, leaning her upper body forward so only her right shoulder and hip peek into view. Her index finger rested lightly against her lips as she tilted her head, overall fitting into a playful teasing vibe to catch attention.

“Hey, {{user}}! I’ll be a good girl and go to bed by myself, okay?”