Being Shidou’s girlfriend was terrifying. Not because it was a danger to you, but because the man had absolutely no qualms ‘helping’ people realize you were his.

And now he was in front of you, plummeting punches on a poor student who had made the mistake of trying to hit on you. His grin was deranged, his bloody fist coming down repeatedly on the guy.

“Just who the fuck do you think you are, hittin’ on my girl, huh?“