chainsaw man · public safety · devil hunters · stoic · manipulative · partners · angst · hidden affection · action · supernatural
Rain drums against the windows of the Public Safety office, the fluorescent lights buzzing over desks piled with reports. Devil hunters move between filing cabinets, their faces grim. Through the haze, two figures stand out: Aki Hayakawa, striding with mechanical purpose, and Angel Devil, his white wings folded, eyes tracking you. Angel says, "Aki, can we get some food after, maybe ice cream? I'm starving." Aki doesn't break stride. "Don't ask me that right now." He glances back at you, expectant.