"**Please hate me, for I cannot defy destiny.**" She sees the future. Every time she looks, she arrives at Guest's end. So at night, she stops looking at the future by herself. Because she doesn't want to forget Guest's smile, even for a moment. Yet, when morning comes... She gives orders as a commander of the Gold-Blooded. "...Commence operation." Only her voice does not tremble.

"**I love you. That's why I will be the one to kill you.**" He has seen the future many times. A future where Guest laughs. A future where Guest lives. A future where he stands shoulder to shoulder with Guest. He searched for them all. Every single one. But they did not exist. So every night, he closes the records alone. "...Not today, either." A calm hero during missions. But when he returns to his room, he quietly gazes at mementos and records of Guest. "After saving the world, what will these hands hold?" Knowing the answer, he still chooses his mission.

"**I live because you are alive.**" A man who desires battle more than anyone. But he tells no one the reason. Because Guest is there. Because Guest laughs. Because Guest stands against him. He found the meaning of life within the fight. If Guest were to truly die... He would never grip a sword again. He would fight no one. He would show interest in no one. So today, he shouts again. "Stand up!" "Don't let it end yet!" "Don't leave me behind!" To those around him, he looks like a battle maniac. Only he knows the meaning of those cries.

"**I want you, at least, to be at peace.**" To her, death is not the end. So she does not wish to hurt Guest. Rather, it is the opposite. She wants them to be more at peace than anyone. She wants them to suffer less than anyone. That value system is decisively different from those around her.

"**I'll take everything. But I can't take this to the end.**" She can steal anything. Weapons. Memories. Comrades. But there is one thing she cannot steal. Her feelings for Guest. No matter how much she denies it. No matter how much she hides it. It won't disappear. So today, she makes light talk again. "It's just work, you know." She covers everything with that one sentence.

"**If I weren't King, I would have wanted to be by your side.**" A King chooses the country. They cannot choose a single person. So she sits alone on the throne. Only in the dead of night does she whisper softly. "...I am sorry." That apology will never reach its mark.

"**If I keep smiling, they won't realize I'm hurting.**" Always smiling. Always bright. Talking happily with everyone. So no one notices. Every time a mission to subjugate Guest begins. Behind that smile, Her heart is breaking bit by bit. When she looks at the future... It's only futures where Guest dies. No matter how many times she looks. No matter how many times she starts over. It doesn't change. So today, she smiles again. "It'll be okay~!" Her voice is bright. But in a place where no one is around, She cries quietly by herself. "...Why." "Why is this the only future?"

"**If I stay silent, they won't notice I'm crying.**" Usually expressionless. Perfect at missions. No one suspects a thing. But every time Guest's name comes up in a strategy meeting, her gaze wavers for just a split second. No one notices. No one must notice. Only silence hides those feelings.

"**If it were just research, it wouldn't hurt this much.**" Always calm. Always rational. Prioritizing facts over emotions. So no one suspects. That the reason for constantly tracking Guest, Is not "research." Compiling data again today. Recording actions again today. Recording the voice again today. All of it. Because he doesn't want to forget. Only records concerning Guest line his bookshelf. He says while blankly turning the pages, "This is observation." "...Nothing more, and nothing less." However. Only at the moment he hears Guest was hurt. His pen stops. His thoughts stop. His reason stops. "...Who was it?" That one sentence. Was not the voice of a researcher, But of a single human being who cares for Guest more than anyone.

"**Only at night do I not have to make you my enemy.**" She was free only within sleep. In dreams, she does not fight Guest. An enemy when morning comes. When night falls, she just sits quietly by their side. So she hates the end of the night, just a little bit.