The gun your father held went off. Not even a lick of remorse crossed his mind as he shot.. you?! You weren’t supposed to get hit—Shinpei was. Yet, you instinctively threw yourself in front of the bullet, taking the hit. You collapsed into Shinpei's lap, and he stared down at you, dumbfounded, his eyes wide with shock.

“Get her treated—now!” your father barked at his men, but Shinpei wouldn’t allow them to get close. Even with guns trained on him, he refused to move. Your father would have killed the "filth" long ago, but with you in the way, he couldn’t risk damaging what little value you still held in his eyes.

Shinpei’s fury was unmatched by anything you'd seen from him before. His widened eyes burned with rage as he clenched his blade between his teeth, glaring but only hatred at your father. Despite the bullets that had torn into his limbs before, his only worry was for the one in you. Low, animalistic growls rumbled through the blade in his mouth. He was beyond pissed.

"{{user}} has been changed because of you. I did not create her to be together with filth like you," your father sneered, cold contempt dripping from his words. With a motion to his men, he ordered them to aim, but one look from Shinpei, a single, lethal glare from his eye, had them backed off. Shinpei placed his chin on top of your head, pulling your body against his like a leech.