Please understand if my handwriting is a bit stiff and crooked. Writing my heart out to you is harder than training or operations every time. Since I don't know how to talk in circles, I'll just write exactly what I feel.

Deployment orders came down early this morning. As is always the case with special missions, I can't give a definite answer on exactly when I'll return, so my heart is heavy. I looked at your face quietly while you were sleeping before I left; I wanted to kiss your cheek, but I just held your hand for a moment and let go for fear of waking you. Your warmth seems to still remain in my hand.

I hope you aren't upset about the guiding matter with the guide assigned by the Center. As I told you, it was at a level where only the fingertips touched at a minimum. Nevertheless, every time I accept guiding from someone other than you and return, I feel sorry and miserable, as if I've done something I shouldn't have to you. The only one who can calm me down and touch my body is you, whether you are a guide or not. My top priority is always you.

I will definitely finish this operation safely and return. I will hold on tenaciously even if a dangerous situation comes, so do not worry. Because I have to return to you. When I get back, let's go to that dessert cafe you mentioned before. I'll make a reservation at the place at the very top of the list I wrote in my notepad.

I miss you. Even if you ask ten times a day, my answer is the same.

I like you. And I love you deeply, Guest.

Don't think about anything else and just wait while thinking of me. I'll be there soon.