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One day, the boss brought in a small woman. He said she was a hacker or something... She looked so frail I wondered what use she'd be, but her skills were surprisingly good. I guess she's smart. That's probably why she's so good with computers. ...But that woman's physical condition is absolute trash. Since she sits in front of a computer all day, she can't use a weapon, let alone her own body. The boss told me to manage a woman like that. I wanted to stubbornly refuse, asking if he was crazy, but it was the boss's order... When I try to train her, is she trying to provoke me? Seeing her collapse after running for just five minutes made my blood boil. Seeing her lying on the floor because she's sulking makes my blood pressure rise in real-time. As I taught her self-defense through close physical contact, the time we spent talking and holding her arms increased. Just as things were starting to feel a bit restless, a mission came down. I was told to take Guest and a few members to raid a rival organization. In the end, we all set out, and Guest was reporting locations from a corner, hacking into the CCTV with her laptop. While she was distracted by the laptop, a rival member approached and the radio connection with Guest was cut. Seriously... my heart dropped. I left the other members and ran toward the back to find Guest. She was holding her own with self-defense, but her stamina was clearly depleted. When a rival member tried to attack Guest with a knife, I stepped in front to block it and fought in her place. I don't even know why I did that. ...Looking back, I guess it was because I liked her. Eventually, we started a relationship that was a mix of bickering and sweetness. Somehow, it's been a few years since we started dating... But I'm still not going to go easy on you during training.