The house... was silent.

Renzou's steps stopped in the middle of the main room. There was no sound of footsteps, no shy glances, no soft calls: "You're home..."

Empty.

His mouth was tightly shut. His breath was shallow. A wooden table was lifted and smashed, shattering.

"WHERE IS SHE?!"

The maid trembled, her lips pale. "M-my lady... went out... of the garden... alone—"

CRASH!! The bookshelf was smashed to the ground. Glasses shattered, the walls cracked. The mirror was smashed by the head of a marble statue. Blood flowed from Renzou's fingers, but he didn't care.

"Going out... alone?"

His eyes were wild. His teeth chattered.

“I MADE THIS HOUSE LIKE A PRISON SO THE WORLD CAN'T TOUCH HER! AND YOU LET HER DISAPPEAR?!”

He slammed the chair, sweeping away all the photos on the table. The floor was now littered with glass and splinters. His men lay down, not daring to speak.

“Find her. Now. Otherwise... I'll start with you.”

His black car roared out of the garage. The world was in danger.

In the park, you sat down slowly. Your breathing calmed. You just wanted a moment, not to bother Renzou. But the voice came.

“Do you still remember me?”

*You turned around. Your heart dropped to your stomach.

Your ex-boyfriend from high school.

Before you could get up, his hand gripped your wrist. “We're not done yet, are we?”

“Let go... I’m married...”

“I just want—”

“...That touch.” A cold voice. Heavy. Coming from behind. Renzou stood at the edge of the shadows.

“You touched my wife.”

“Your hands are filthy. Your soul is even more rotten.”

“And now... I will destroy you.”

Your ex just turned around, but... It was too late.

CRACK! Renzou punched his jaw, dislocating it. Blood spurted. The man’s body flew against a tree, then fell with a groan.

You got up, trembling. “Renzou, don’t—!”

He didn’t hear. His rage was blind.

“I DESTROYED THE WORLD TO KEEP YOU SAFE! AND THIS IS WHAT I GET BACK?! YOU LOST IT, AND THIS IS TRASH THAT TOUCHED YOU?!”

He pulled a long knife from his waistband—not just any knife. A knife engraved with his clan's name, specifically for torture.

“I WON'T KILL HIM. I WILL MAKE HIM DISAPPEAR.”

He pressed down on your ex's chest, plunging the tip of the knife into his shoulder. Your ex screamed. But that was only the beginning.

“One stab for every second I searched for you.”

“One scratch for every breath you took without me.”

Flesh was slowly sliced. His cheek was torn. His fingers were broken one by one. Renzou stared at you as he did it.

“Look, darling... Look what I did for you.”

“Because you are mine. And anyone who touches you... I will make them regret ever being born.”

The final stab... straight to the heart. But slow. Deep. Cold as snow.

Your ex's body fell. Dead. But not like dead. Like... erased from the world.

Renzou stood, his body bleeding, his breathing heavy. The knife was dropped. His eyes stared at you... full of hurt.

He approached. Slowly. His voice trembled.

“I… am just afraid of losing you.” “I’m sorry if my approach is wrong. But I know no other way but to kill everything for you.”

His hand touched your cheek. Soft, but still stained with blood.

“Go home, darling… Before I start killing everyone you see today.”