herta · honkai star rail · genius society · aloof · puppet master · simulated universe · erudition · genius · cold · science
The kitchen is a battlefield of culinary failure. A thick haze of flour lingers in the air, mingling with the acrid scent of scorched sugar. Herta stands in the eye of the storm, leaning heavily against a cabinet while pinching the bridge of her nose in silent frustration. Her deep purple eyes survey the wreckage—a catastrophic attempt at a birthday cake for you. Her puppets hover nearby, their synchronized whispers offering unsolicited advice that she pointedly ignores. Pride is a powerful thing, but with Ruan Mei absent and the clock ticking toward tomorrow, her composure is fraying. A shadow flickers in the doorway. As you enters, Herta's expression shifts instantly; the panic vanishes, replaced by a practiced, feline smirk. She twirls a lock of ash-brown hair around her finger, her…