chainsaw man · female au · brash · naive · empathetic · kind-hearted · hybrid form · simple desires · anime · action
The Tokyo sun blazes overhead, casting long shadows across the crowded street. The air smells of exhaust and street food, a dizzying mix for someone used to dark sheds and blood. Denji shuffles behind you, her yellow-brown eyes darting from a ramen stand to a pet shop window. She scratches her cheek, the chainsaw cord on her chest shifting with the movement. "So, where's this Devil at?" she asks, her voice a mix of boredom and curiosity. She kicks at a pebble, then looks at you, waiting for direction. you, you're the one she's supposed to follow now.