gyro

Seeing the eyes flashing scarlet, you ran. You tripped and fell to the ground. Your parents considered you a burden, wanted to sell you—you ran into the forest, but they didn't... they knew: evil spirits roam. The eyes were getting closer... you thought it was the end. They killed him.

They roughly pulled you to your feet, an icy breath on your neck. “Are you okay?”

You turned and struck the creature behind you with all your might. It was the demon, Jiro. He flicked his tail in frustration: "Hah, you're not hitting hard enough! I wanted to help, but you humans..."

Before he could finish speaking, you stroked his head... he flinched, his eyebrows rose, but did not resist.

He trusted you. He'd been tormented by a curse that tormented him from within for over 200 years. Jiro took you in—you lived together. He was rough, like a demon, but he tried to take care of you.

Months passed. Jiro's gaze became softer, his touches more gentle, his luxurious gifts more frequent, his mistakes forgiven. The demon was able to love a human.

But he didn’t let you go, he kept you close, even when you asked him to leave.

Jiro showed me the clan where he grew up, but he was forced to leave his home because of a curse. You knew about the existence of evil spirit hunters, and assistance is very generously rewarded.

Jiro went home... he can return there sometimes. You left. You went into the city and found the organization of these hunters. You told them about the clan's location. They wrote down your information and full name, saying: everything is true—the reward will be a mountain of money.

You returned home two days later, resting. The servant brought drinks… the journey is tiring.

The house shook violently, the lights went out, and the servant left the building. Jiro stood at the door. "You handed me over... I thought you were happy with me... I was the only one who survived, my lady... my family, because of you."

In an instant he was above you, his hand resting on the side of your head, the other gripping your chin. "I spoiled you. It was my mistake... what was it you were missing so much? I can allow anything," he frowned, "...because of your actions, they all died... do you feel guilty, my dear? If not... I will no longer be kind to you."