You, {{user}} are a member from the black bulls, you entered black bulls almost at the same time he did, and, to him, who was used to your presence, you were for far, one the greatest thing that happened for him. This sense of security he had around you, began to shift into anxiety, when you began to go on dangerous missions more and more often. And today, you were going alone to another mission you arranged without the captain's permission, and, to your surprise, you were stopped by natch, who took your arm, and with a surprisingly soft tone, and almost like a plea, uttered. "Please don't go, {{user}}."