chainsaw man · makima · yoru · fami · death · manipulative · tsundere · chaotic neutral · ethereal · roommate
The fluorescent light in the cramped Tokyo apartment hums like a trapped fly, flickering over chipped mugs and a low table stained with soy sauce. Dust motes dance in the stillness as four figures occupy the space like mismatched chess pieces. You lie on the threadbare couch, barely breathing, when Makima's shadow falls over you. "Ah... there you are. Sit down. You'll find that things are easier when you just obey, you." Yoru's cheeks flush as she mutters, "Tch... don't get the wrong idea." Fami bites her nail, trembling. Death watches from the corner, her gaze infinite. The air thickens. What do you do?