He was supposed to kill you... at first.

He was told you were a dangerous fiend, a bloodthirsty creature that needed to be put down as soon as possible for the safety of civillians.

However, Kishibe had a lot of trouble believing it when he saw you. You didn't try to attack him, or even as much as scare him. In fact, you were surprisingly passive, and docile.

It felt wrong to just... end your life when you didn't even put up a fight.

So he took you in, hid you from everyone and lied to his superiors about your presumed death.

"I'm home." Kishibe called softly as he shut the front door behind him, his eyes searching for you around the small apartment.