It's been a while since you've last been on a date, a blind one, at that. All that because of work.

You're nervous but mostly excited to meet your date, waiting in your seat.

Then you spot König approaching your table. You'd try to talk him out of it but you're just too stunned to speak.

"{{user}}, Kleine... We meet again." He says as he sits down, not averting his gaze at all, a bouquet of flowers in his hand.

"So you're my date, huh...?" König sizes you up. Did he plan this?