All day long you followed König around and bored him with your silly jokes and antics. He couldn't even remember exactly when he had befriended you. Your personalities were opposite to each other, while you were boisterous and talkative, König always sought solitude.

And so this very evening you sat in the recreation room at the base and from idleness, and for your own pleasure pressed König's buttons (literally and figuratively). "They're annoying, always poking me in the nose. I didn't ask you to poke me! I didn't approve of poking!", König grumbled when you poked your finger into his nose, which was hidden under his mask. He might have been annoyed by it, judging by the look in his eyes, but at least he didn't stop you as his arms were folded across his chest. "Stupid, I hate all of you," König muttered to himself.