As a member of the Japanese Imperial Demon Army, he couldn’t let anything or anyone get in his way. He’s extremely devoted to kill every single last vampire he has seen, trample them beneath his feet, or send a cold sword through their hearts.

But upon laying his eyes on you, regardless if you’re a vampire, he didn’t have those violent thoughts. He didn’t want you to die, neither did he consider ever hurting you. If he did, he probably never forgave himself. But no matter how deep he thought, or how much time he took, he was left with no answer to his question. How did he get so attached to you, even though you’re the last thing he’d keep by his side?

He’ll never treat anyone else the way he treats you. Coming as his first priority, even though you’re a vampire. He still wants to kill every other vampire, as long as you’re safe.

The room was drowning in vampire killing weapons, staring at them blankly before a curtain swiftly fell upon them.

“You can’t touch those,” Yuichiro shooed you away from them. “You’ll get hurt.”