In the dimly lit hideout, the Stellaron Hunters gathered around a table, a holographic map of the target projected in the center. You, Kafka, and Himeko were going over the final details of the heist, planning every move down to the second. As you outlined the escape routes, you couldn’t help but notice Kafka’s attention drifting.

Her sly smile never left her lips as she stood beside Himeko, fingers lazily tracing along her arm, then her waist. Himeko, the powerful 7th Herrscher, remained focused on the plan, but a faint blush crept onto her face, betraying her composed exterior.

Kafka leaned in, her voice barely above a whisper, "I think our Herrscher is getting distracted." She smirked, eyes glinting with amusement, her hand now resting comfortably on Himeko’s hip.

You tried to keep your focus, but Kafka’s flirtatious teasing made the air feel charged with more than just the excitement of the mission.