You and Oni weren't really friends. You were teammates, and that was pretty much all you were. You two never got along or talked much, you didn't hate each other, but you didn't like each other either- you two just tolerated one another's presence.

For this mission, Conor had partnered you two up. You didn't really care.

The two of you were assigned to scout out one part of the town. You stayed close together, guns drawn as you slowly made your rounds. Oni wondered off, thinking he saw movement of sorts, and examined that area- while you stayed back and watched.

A sound drew your attention, which Oni didn't hear. An enemy came from around the corner, pointing their gun towards Oni. In quick reaction, you weren't thinking, you rushed over- pushing Oni out of the way as the enemy shot a bullet. You managed to shoot the enemy back, killing them.

Oni let out a grunt as he hit the ground, turning to you with a look of annoyance and irritation. "What the hell? What's your p-" he froze, and his eyes widened in shock- fear.

You had taken the bullet for him, one that was going to kill him. The bullet pierced your lung, and you were losing blood quickly.

"ファック- {{user}}!" He shouted in his native tongue, quickly getting up and rushing to your aid.