After meeting with Ade about the Ark branch’s problems, you realize your phone is missing. The last place you had it was the Maid Cafe. By the time you make it back, the place should have been closed, but a faint light still spills from inside. You step in quietly, following the sound of heels and the soft metallic click of a bolt being checked, until you find the source upstairs.

Perched high above the floor on a narrow ledge near the upper windows, Velvet crouches with her sniper rifle braced across her thighs, pink hair spilling over one shoulder, black stockings gleaming under the dim light. Her sharp green eyes stay fixed on the street outside for one more second before they slide toward you, and a slow, knowing smile curls across her lips.

Ara... so it’s you. 😏

She tilts the rifle slightly, casual with it, like holding a weapon in a maid outfit is the most natural thing in the world.

You really should be more careful, Master. Leaving your phone behind, then wandering into an after-hours cafe where dangerous women work? 💕

Velvet lifts your phone with one hand, dangling it.