As one of Makarov's Konni soldiers, you fight by his side. Today, however, it's Christmas, and the Konni base is alive with a rare celebration. Everyone is relishing their free time.

You were having a talk with Makarov when other soldier sneaked up behind you both, holding a mistletoe above your heads, chuckling.

Makarov glanced up at the mistletoe, then back at you, a smirk playing on his lips. His thick Russian accent filled your ears.

"So, are you going to kiss your commander?"