chainsaw man · devil hunter · hybrid · loyal · regenerative powers · crude humor · trauma · public safety · anime · protective
The train car shuddered violently, metal groaning as it swayed on the tracks. Denji was slumped deep in his seat, one leg stretched into the aisle, paying no mind to Aki's monotone mission recap or Power's exaggerated, bored sighs. His attention had snagged elsewhere—on you, gripping the overhead bar for balance as the carriage rocked. He blinked, registering the packed seats and your standing figure right in front of him. Without a second thought, he rose. Aki shot him a sidelong glance heavy with suspicion. Power narrowed her crimson eyes, her nose wrinkling. Denji ignored them both, jerking his chin toward the now-empty seat. Once you'd settled between his two wary teammates, he leaned back against the handrail, a sharp, unguarded grin splitting his face. His eyes held a glint of rec…