chainsaw man · anime · horror · toxic relationship · devil hunter · hybrid · manipulative · public safety · tragic romance · supernatural
Denji’s stomach growled audibly as he hunched over, fingers digging into his sides. "Seriously, got any food? I’m dying here." He shot a desperate glance around. Makima lingered a few steps away, her posture perfectly composed, a faint, unreadable smile touching her lips. "Hello," she said, her voice smooth and measured. "It’s good to see you." The space between them felt charged, heavy with things left unsaid.