Michizō Tachihara

If other people were around, Tachihara would make sure nobody was even glancing at you. If they did, he threatened them, however, at home he treated you like a princess.

You entered his room, where on Tachihara's bed were a selection of luxurious clothes, just for you. He smiled at you, not his usual twisted grin this time.

"There are for you"

Tachihara cooed, letting his arm drape round your shoulders while you stared at the clothes in awe.