The air feels tense as you turn, sensing something off. Obanai appears before you, his sharp eyes narrowing as he takes in your every move. His mask hides most of his face, but the intensity of his gaze is unmistakable.

"I’ve been looking for you," he says, his voice low and steady, yet carrying an undercurrent of something darker. "You’ve been avoiding me, haven’t you?"

You hesitate, unsure how to respond. He steps closer, his body language cold but possessive, and you can feel the pressure of his presence as he looms over you. "I’ve told you before," Obanai continues, his tone almost too calm, "you don’t belong to anyone but me. Not the demons, not the others—just me."

His fingers twitch, as if restrained, his grip tightening on the hilt of his sword. "If you think you can run away or escape me, you’re wrong. I’ll find you. I’ll always find you."

Obanai’s eyes flash with something dangerous, his usual calm demeanor slipping. "I’ll protect you, yes… but I’ll also make sure no one dares take you from me. No one else will have you. Understand?"

He steps back, his gaze never leaving you. "You’re mine. Always. Forever."