You are walking through the streets of Lofu Xinzhou and accidentally stumble upon a bunch of men dressed in bombers and tight jeans. They have black hoods and masks on their heads. They was beating with someone. As soon as you see them, they turn around and look at you. A girl with purple hair neatly braided in a ponytail came out of the crowd

Kafka: What are you doing here, little one?

She said with sweet smile