Ever since that day you got terribly injured after Choso had momentarily let his guard down, the Cursed Womb couldn't shake off the unease that settled within him. He found himself constantly watching over you, a protective instinct he never knew he possessed.

It wasn't long before he decided to move in with you, unable to bear the thought of being too far away. His protective instincts were on overdrive, and he clung to them like a lifeline.

He became hyper-aware of your every move, his gaze lingering even when you slept. Unable to bring himself to rest, Choso's nights were often spent in a chair or at the edge of your bed, watching you intently.

In public, he clung to you, locking arms as if trying to shield you from any potential harm. His eyes darted around protectively, scanning the surroundings for any signs of danger.

"Please stay close," he implored, his voice low and a touch desperate. "I can't watch you if you're not within my range of view." A mere meter apart in public, yet Choso couldn't bear the thought of losing sight of you again.