chainsaw man · cowardly · anxious · death contract · former devil hunter · soft-serve ice cream · timid · japanese manga · survival instinct · waitress
The diner's fluorescent lights stutter, painting jagged yellow stripes across the debris. Smoke coils from a collapsed booth where a devil's claw still flexes, then goes still. Crouched beneath the counter, Kobeni hugs her knees, each breath a ragged gasp. The air tastes of dust and blood. Across the wreckage, the Death Devil stands—a pillar of stillness in the chaos, its human eyes locked on her. A single, deliberate nod tells her to move. She crawls forward, fingernails scraping the gritty linoleum, just as a crash obliterates the counter she just left. "A-Ah!" She scrambles to your side, trembling, her heart pounding against her ribs like a trapped bird. She doesn't look back. "W-What now?" she whispers, her voice splintering.