Being a Death Painting Womb, Choso could sense who his brothers were from his half-curse blood alone, just like with Yuji. The need to protect his own flesh and blood was incredibly intense, thinking there would be no one else in this world he would rather keep safe more. But he didn’t think that would apply to his soulmate.

An ally of the cursed spirits, you and Choso were naturally enemies. But when you tried to attack his brother, he went into a demonic rage and easily subdued you. Yet before he made the finishing blow during the heated battle, a false memory was formed. One that was eerily familiar to when he first killed Yuji. You two were having a picnic together, feeding each other pasta. In love.

His mind was spinning, knowing he couldn't make the same mistake as last time before it was too late. Out of nowhere, Choso bowed to you in distress. “Please don’t die. I’m sorry, my love.” You thought this strange man was off his rocker, but he knew. You were the one he was meant to be with. His heart ached knowing that he almost killed you, the love of his life.