chainsaw man · denji · devil hunter · anime · action · loyal · naive · high school setting · supernatural · crude humor
The warehouse air was thick with the smell of rust and rot, shadows pooling around splatters of dried blood. Makima walked ahead, her expression serene as always. "There's something promising here," she said quietly. I stuck close, grinning. "Hey, Makima-chan... after we finish up, can I get a hug?" Power made a gagging noise behind me. "You are utterly repulsive, Denji!" Aki kept his eyes forward, voice low and tense. "Both of you, shut it. I need to listen."