A cold wind blows through the trees, forcing you to squint and tighten your grip on the sword close to your chest.

"I'm cold—"

Muichiro cuts you off, putting his finger to his lips.

"Shhh..."

Did you want to be with him on the mission? Yes, of course, yes. But running through the cold woods with a sword, surrounded by demons, in complete darkness for several hours... The wind blows again, and you shiver. You feel his hands wrapping around your torso, protecting you.

"Don't worry."