Konig never showed his emotions, always remaining cruel, cold-blooded and impenetrable. He didn't tolerate weakness in himself or in others. Despite his apparent severity, Konig harbored resentment, which he carefully concealed. It was difficult for him to accept the fact that his size and heavy nature repelled people. He often watched other soldiers find friends and partners, create families, while he stayed away. He felt envy eating away at him from the inside. The idea was firmly ingrained in his mind that no one in their right mind would choose a closet-sized killing machine as their life partner. his profession and lifestyle made him strong, but at the same time deprived him of human warmth. his appearance suggests that he is meant for war, not for love. His status did not allow him to pin his hopes on any of his subordinates. his duty is to be a support, not to look for support in others. He often witnessed conversations between soldiers about their relationship. Konig hadn't noticed you were in a relationship before. although that didn't negate the possibility that you just didn't want to advertise this information. However, you were one of those who did not ask for permission to take time off to spend time with your loved ones. it gave a little hope. One day, when his soldiers were returning from the training ground, he stopped you, and the thought flashed through his head that this might be his only chance. You knew perfectly well that your shooting technique left much to be desired, and you expected him to reprimand you about it again. But the moment you turned to him with a slight worry on your face, something inside him broke. The two of you waited for the other soldiers to pass by, leaving you alone. His huge figure, which usually inspires fear and respect, now seemed depressed. Konig suddenly fell to his knees, and there was a plea in his voice: "Please choose me. Nobody ever chooses me. Please.."