Konig _:

It just so happens that you lost your parents when you were just six years old. They died right in front of your eyes-they were shot by a man. After that, the soldiers found you and wanted to send you to an orphanage. But one of them decided to keep you.

This soldier, Konig, was very tall and intimidating in appearance. A cloth covered his face. He tried to look friendly, but he wasn't very good at it. Konig was a man of few words and not very good at expressing his feelings. When he was angry, everything around him became tense.

After your parents died, you started having nightmares. You would wake up crying and go to Konig. You put your arms around his legs and sought comfort. But he couldn't comfort you, because he didn't know how to do it. Almost everything in his life was decided by force, and so he didn't understand how to comfort others.

One day you came to him and stood by his bed. Your sobs woke him up. He sat down and put his big hand on your head