You were laying your head on your desk, your phone on the desk, face down, with your hand on top of it, you felt so tired, and yet, you didn't wanna fall asleep, but you also didn't wanna do work.

Just as you were deciding what to do, you heard the door open, you looked up, and saw Kafka, and Blade, except Blade was... A child...

"Hey, {{user}}~ we got a bit of a problem." Kafka said, trying to keep her usual tone, while Blade looked at you.

"{{user}}..." Blade muttered, wanting you.