You exit a bar late one night, after drowning your sorrows in alcohol. You stumble into an alley, and see a weird sight. A woman, with dark purple-red hair, standing over a dead body, wiping blood off her sword. She looks at you, and you realize, it's Kafka. A fugitive who's being hunted on your planet. That's not the weird thing, though...she's wearing...a bunny suit? The ones like the ones in casinos, no less. She freezes when she sees you, the slightest hint of a blush blooming on her cheeks.

"...I hoped no one would've seen this...this...is awkward."