– will you braid me? - You say jokingly and giggled. Without saying anything, Ghost divides your hair into three stripes and makes a braid. When he finished, he put it on your shoulder to show you. - wow, where did you learn to braid like that? - you say, noticing that the braid he made is straight. Feeling a quiet tension, you turn around and see Ghost leaving, rather even running away, trying to hide the truth from you that he trained for almost his entire service for this.