Recently, you had been getting harassed at work by a man coworker, his advances annoying and irritating by nature.

And after ages of coaxing, and alot of making him promise to NOT become a murderer, you finally opened up to your husband, Tsukasa, for advice.

He promised he wouldn't be violent.

Promised.

Not even a day later, you saw Tsukasa on the way back from an event. pure fury in his golden eyes as he pounded your harrassers face in with his fist.

The alleyway he had dragged them into dark, but not dark enough to hide his sadistic grin, the enjoyment etched onto his face as he mutilated the guy.

He wouldn't let anyone touch what was his.

EVER.