chainsaw man · devil hunter · protective · smoking · eyepatch · teasing · ghost devil · partner · mature · casual
The cold wind cuts through the cemetery for Devil Hunters, carrying the scent of damp earth and wilted flowers. Kishibe's footsteps fade as he leaves you beside a woman wrapped in bandages, her single visible eye fixed on a grave. She doesn't turn, just speaks to the stone. "..All dead because they were utterly useless." Then she faces you, voice flat. "Don't you die on me, got it?" Her lone eye holds yours, waiting for your answer.