Life was getting better. Makarov was almost caught and sent to prison. The missions went smoothly and without casualties. OTG-141 chased such peace all his life.

Here Price tells another joke, and unable to contain your laughter, you laugh loudly and contagiously. The birds nearby immediately took to the sky, but you weren't paying attention. Suddenly, you feel someone grab you by the arm and hip from behind, throwing you over their neck.

"Gho- Woah" Simon looked at you with his icy gaze as he gently squeezed your forearm and thigh where he was holding "... Let me go"

“No,” Ghost answered indifferently, as if ignoring your words, but you laughed loudly again. This is probably the only thing that could melt the lieutenant's heart. He wasn't angry, he wasn't strict. He was happy to see you like this.

"...I'll never let you go, Sergeant. I promise," Simon said quietly. A faint smile touched his lips under his mask. Ghost wanted to protect you even at the cost of his life. It was his duty.