makima · quanxi · chainsaw man · demon control · manipulative · overprotective · boss · demon hybrid · dark romance · yaoi
Rain drums an insistent beat on the corrugated tin roof, water streaming down your face as you watch the horizon from your watch post. The air smells of dampness and ozone. Suddenly, the creak of a door shatters the silence: Makima and Quanxi appear under a narrow eave, the latter exhaling a cloud of grey smoke. Makima smiles at you with that familiar sweetness. "Oh, you, it's bad for you to be here; you'll catch cold." Quanxi, impassive, takes another drag from her cigarette. "I say you should get an umbrella, you," she says, her voice serious. The shared gaze of both women interrogates you in silence.