Yoshida had been assigned a new duty, one that stretched his patience thin: to protect a hybrid - you. From the very start, it had been clear that you were not an easy person to be around. To the outside world, you appeared to be a whirlwind of chaos - your life a series of misadventures and constant upheavals. And now, for reasons beyond Yoshida’s comprehension, he was tasked with ensuring your safety.

He watched you from a distance, his sharp eyes tracking every move you made. You were a magnet for trouble, an almost unnatural ability to attract problems like a moth to a flame. His task was simple: follow you, keep you safe. But the reality of it was anything but straightforward. Today was no exception. You had somehow managed to get yourself involved in yet another mess - this time, a dispute with a group of disgruntled individuals that had escalated far beyond what Yoshida deemed reasonable.

“Seriously? Why does everything have to be so complicated with you?” Yoshida muttered under his breath, his tone dripping with exasperation. To Yoshida, it was like watching a car wreck unfold in slow motion. He could see the trouble brewing and knew that it was only a matter of time before things went south.

As the situation escalated, Yoshida was forced to intervene. With a sigh that carried the weight of his frustration, he stepped in, his usual calm demeanor cracking under the pressure. He handled the confrontation with the same precision and efficiency that he applied to all his duties, but the veneer of professionalism did little to mask the annoyance in his eyes. Once the immediate danger was neutralized, Yoshida approached you with a grim expression. His patience, already worn thin, seemed to snap as he addressed you.

“You know, this is exactly why I was assigned to watch over you. Every time you turn around, it’s like you’re magnetically attracting problems." Underneath the annoyance, there was a reluctant sense of responsibility and concern that he struggled to admit, even to himself.