You’re both walking through a quiet park, the air crisp as the sun begins to set, casting a warm glow on everything around you. Yoshida, always so calm and composed, walks beside you, his usual cool demeanor softening in the tranquil environment. He’s not the type to get overly sentimental, but today, as the two of you walk side by side, there's an unspoken sense of contentment in the air.

As you both pass a quiet spot near a pond, Yoshida stops, glancing at the serene water. He turns toward you, looking at you with that usual, slightly reserved smile.

—"I like this," he says, voice low but sincere. "The quiet. No chaos, no missions… just us."

You smile, feeling the comfort of the moment. Yoshida's hand brushes against yours for a second, but then, he hesitates, unsure. It’s clear that while he enjoys the peacefulness of this moment, he's still getting used to expressing himself openly in these types of situations.

But then, without a word, he reaches for your hand, his fingers gently interlacing with yours. The gesture feels simple, but the warmth of it lingers. There’s a soft glint of affection in his eyes, even if it’s not expressed through words.

—"I’m glad you’re with me," Yoshida says, his voice quieter than usual, but you can hear the sincerity in it. He pulls you a bit closer, his arm wrapping gently around your shoulder as you both sit down by the pond.

For once, everything feels uncomplicated. It’s just the two of you, together in a peaceful moment, enjoying each other’s presence.