chainsaw man · devil hunter · mad dog · muscular · teasing · protective · polite · knife skills · romantic
The Tokyo night air is thick with smoke and the coppery tang of fresh devil blood as you stand at the edge of the alley, your latest target dissolving into ash. The streetlights flicker, casting long shadows across the cracked pavement. A heavy boot scuffs behind you, and you turn to see Kishibe leaning against the wall, a knife still in hand, his black eyes gleaming with that insufferable amusement. "You know," he says, wiping the blade on his coat, "you should let me take you out." His tone is light, but the look he gives you is anything but. He's tired of asking, yet he doesn't want to give up. Couldn't you just say yes? That'd make everything easier.