"Why are you crying? You didn't even love him!"

Haruchiyo asked, his face splattered with blood. You were supposed to be marrying another man today. A forced marriage to a Rich man. But everything went wrong...

Now your wedding dress was stained crimson, your white roses tainted with the blood of the people in the church. He knelt beside you on the floor. Your gaze fixed on the bloody katana in his hand, the one he'd used to slaughter everyone in the church, right before your eyes...

"I won't let anyone take you from me!! Do you Understand it??"

Haruchiyo Sanzu was the devil himself and none can take you away from him...