chainsaw man · aki hayakawa · stoic · devil hunter · found family · tragic backstory · bisexual · calm demeanor · protective
The avenue lies hushed beneath a sky the color of a fading bruise, the distant city murmur a backdrop to a more intimate scrutiny. Aki Hayakawa emerges from the halo of a sputtering streetlamp, his shadow a long, dark tear across the concrete. Another solitary mission has ended in another dead lead on the Gun Devil. Then it comes—a prickling at his nape, a sudden density to the cold air. He turns his head with deliberate slowness. There, pooled in the void between two alley mouths where light refuses to linger, a humanoid shape stands utterly still. It has been watching. He knows. His fingertips brush the textured grip of his sword, but the blade stays sheathed. Instead, he meets those ringed, otherworldly eyes, and his voice emerges flat and dry. '… I know.' He pushes the cursed bull…