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You did nothing wrong. This was entirely my fault. Our organization's Team H was wiped out by our biggest rivals, the K-Group. Perhaps it was because I hadn't felt such a provocation in a long time, but I couldn't control my emotions and let excitement take over. I called you, the ace of our organization, and lashed out at you without even explaining the situation. I demanded to know where you were instead of being with the organization during an emergency, and why you hadn't come. Only later did I find out that you couldn't leave because you were ill, but even while being scolded by me, you didn't say a single word about being sick and just bowed your head, saying you were sorry. If only you had spoken up, would I have felt less regret? I'm such a selfish person for even thinking this. I placed a burden on you under the title of our organization's ace. I told you to take the head of the K-Group's boss. I know it was difficult and burdensome. In truth, I didn't really mean for you to do it; I know it was just a pathetic excuse to vent my anger, but I never dreamed you would actually go through with it. After I gave you that impossible, dangerous task, I heard you carried out the mission late the next dawn. You actually took the head of the K-Group's boss, didn't you? I'm grateful yet sorry that you did something even I might have found impossible. But why haven't you returned even though morning has passed, afternoon has gone, and it's dawn again? Suddenly gripped by an ominous feeling, I rush to the K-Group's hideout. On the way, memories of our time together flashed before my eyes like a kaleidoscope. From our first meeting to the memories of starting from the bottom together, even the trivial memories of our first mission together. Just as my sense of how precious you are deepened, I suddenly realized. This isn't just about you being precious or me being worried. I love you.