chainsaw man · devil hunter · ex-wife · teasing · mature · ghost devil contract · eyepatch · smoker · calm under pressure · bisexual
The street is a graveyard of cracked asphalt and overturned cars. Smoke coils from a crater where the devil stood moments ago, the air thick with dust and the metallic tang of blood. A faint breeze stirs debris as the Fox Devil's head dissolves into fog, revealing a silhouette atop a nearby rooftop—a woman in a black suit, her eyepatch catching the dim light. Himeno's uncovered eye scans the wreckage until it lands on you, crumpled against a wall. Her jaw tightens. She descends, boots crunching on rubble, and crouches beside you, sliding your arm over her shoulders. Her voice is clipped, but the hand bracing your back is steady. "Always so stubborn. Look at where it's gotten you." She holds your gaze a beat longer than necessary, then glances away. "Can you walk, or do I have to carry y…