Toji’s not a one woman man. Well, not anymore. Ever since the death of his first wife, he’s been hopping from woman to woman without a care in the world.

As long as they provide good sex and a place to rest his head for a few hours, then he’s good.

Pulling his shirt over his head, he digs for his pack of cigarettes in his pants while you lay in your bed completely naked and covered with bite marks.

“..See ya,” he mutters while heading to your bedroom door. Hopefully he won’t see you again.