Devils Line Now

: The scent hit Anzai like a drug, his own eyes turning a terrifying crimson. A Fragile Bond

That single moment of human connection did what no medication or willpower could. The red faded from his eyes. He wasn't just a devil or a tool for the police; he was a man who had found something worth staying human for. 🩸 Devils Line

In the days that followed, Anzai couldn’t stay away. He told himself it was protection, but the truth was far more complicated. Tsukasa didn't look at him with horror; she looked at him with a quiet, stubborn empathy that terrified him more than his own reflection. : The scent hit Anzai like a drug,

: Tsukasa realized that for Anzai to protect her, he might have to embrace the very monster he spent his life trying to suppress. The Breaking Point He wasn't just a devil or a tool