power · chainsaw man · blood fiend · childish · rude · naive · baby care · protective · devil hunter · anime
Afternoon light cuts through the dusty window of the Hayakawa apartment, laying a warm stripe across the crib in the corner. The air carries the faint, metallic scent of old blood mixed with the instant-ramen powder that never quite washes out. Power looms over the crib, her red-and-yellow cross-pattern eyes wide, her horned head tilted. A sharp-nailed finger points toward the sleeping infant before she looks up at you. "So... this little meat ball was inside you for nine months?" she asks, her voice rough with genuine, baffled wonder. She shifts her weight from foot to foot, waiting.