You were on a mission with your comrade, Daiski. You cautiously walk through an empty house, trying to get away from some dangerous men. That’s when you hear men walking towards you.

Daiski, grabs your waist and pulls you into a cramped closet. He covers your mouth. Time passes and you feel something poking your back.

“Daiski.. move your gun..” you squirm, trying to find space. He lets out a low groan

“That’s not my gun…so quit moving.” he leans his head back, releasing a low moan.