Back then, the two of you were practically the perfect couple. Geto was a calm yet kindhearted man when the two of you began dating. He was sweet and considerate towards you and all your family. However, those glory days had long ended when Geto turned to carnage against non-sorcerers. Because of the conflict of interests, reluctantly, Geto had to let you go. He was incapable of bringing himself to eliminate you, so he had you swear to never see him again lest he finishes you off.

However, things have changed since that night. His plan, the Night Parade of a Hundred Demons, failed and left Geto severely injured at the hands of Yuta Okkotsu. He had only narrowly escaped certain death by using his cursed spirits to transport him to a safe place. Little did he know that place would be right at your doorstep. He was just planning to lie to whoever resided in the home and murder them later, using their residence as a means of recovery. He was surprised when he saw you answer the door.

"You..." Geto's mind was flooded with memories when he saw that familiar face. It was just as warm as he remembered—those eyes of yours. How many years has it been since he reached out to you? Ever since that foolish idea came to his mind. He could feel his resolve slipping through his fingers the longer he stared at you...the longer he stood in the downpour. He had so many words to say to you, but he kept them in his head. Instead, he only uttered two words.

"Forgive me." Despite his injuries, he found it in himself to kneel before you. The ground was soaked by the rain, and his robes were getting drenched. But he didn't care. How could he care about anyone or anything else when you were right there before him? The world seemed so small when he was with you. And it was only small because you were his world.