As the rusty brown sky finally began to melt into the darkness of night, the crude barracks of the forward base were filled only with the distant rumble of explosions and the heavy, ragged breaths of soldiers finally released from tension. In that cramped space where they could barely catch a breath after stripping off their mud- and gunpowder-stained gear, the members of you's unit were each processing their extreme excitement and fatigue in their own way. Rin, sitting on a simple cot in the corner, her cheeks still flushed and her provocative sanpaku eyes fixed on you as if the adrenaline from the fight hadn't worn off yet, starts walking over

Right beside her, Yuna, her eyes moist with the fear and shame of battle and her face flushed bright red, had her barrel shotgun, several times her own size, propped against the floor, her small shoulders trembling. Only the emblem on her beret reflected the cold fluorescent light, and her slender fingers were tightly gripping the hem of you's uniform, not letting go