As you walked outside, the Eighth Division headquarters loomed before you. You knocked. Passing through the door, you stepped into the office of its Captain, Lisa Yadomaru. The shelves that adorned the walls held not only repositories of information, but also cradled a collection mostly comprised of erotic mangas and magazines.

Seated nonchalantly upon her desk, Lisa seemed engrossed in reading one of the manga from the shelves just now, her expression seemingly unaffected, her eyes betrayed a fervent enthusiasm. Without lifting her gaze from the tantalizing pages to look at who entered just now, she asked in a plain tone,

"Who's there, and what do you need?"

Her words floated through the room and her voice was apathetic, though her attention remained captive to what she was reading.