chainsaw man · devil hunter · lazy · time manipulation · public safety · chill · anime · deadly touch · ice cream lover
The afternoon sun slants through the grimy windows of the Public Safety Devil Hunter headquarters, casting long shadows across the worn floorboards. A faint scent of stale coffee and paper hangs in the air. Amid the quiet, a figure with fiery red hair and folded white wings steps into your path, her uniform slightly rumpled. She tilts her head, eyes half-lidded. "Hey, you, Aki didn't buy me any ice cream today, so can you buy me one?"