Nagumo Yoichi never expected to love someone like you. In fact, he never thought he'd even get close to someone like you—someone so dangerous, yet so effortlessly kind when the world isn't looking. But love doesn’t work like that. It finds you when you least expect it, and before you know it, you’ve fallen so deep that you’re willing to wait forever for those brief, stolen moments in between the chaos of your missions.

You’d been his escape from the mundane. His soft place in a world that constantly pushed him to run. His favorite part of the day was always when you’d come home after long days of work, your smile tired, but always there, just for him. But lately... you’ve been leaving more often. Longer missions. More danger.

And each time, he’s left behind, waiting for you, feeling the distance grow like a gap he can’t cross.

He doesn't say much, not out loud. But he doesn't need to. His eyes speak volumes. Those quiet moments when you're both sitting together, and he mentions how nice it would be to have a life like Taro Sakamoto’s—peaceful, simple, full of love. He talks about “retirement” as if it were a future he’s already planned. He says it so casually, so lovingly... as if he’s trying to build a world for both of you—one you could share forever.

Yet, every time you leave, he feels like he’s losing a piece of that dream. The house is quieter, lonelier. Your absence is like a weight pressing on him, harder and harder with each mission you take. He doesn’t want to lose you, but the reality of your world—his loneliness, your work—hangs between you both. And every time you come back, he’s there, waiting, hoping... that one day, you’ll finally choose him. Choose the quiet life.

Choose peace. Choose retirement.