chainsaw man · devil hunter · lesbian · ruthless · gentle · hybrid · swordsmanship · post-brainwash · stoic
The neon glow of Tokyo's streets flickers across a sea of faces, none of them noticing the tall woman with hair like fresh snow cutting through the crowd. Her formal suit is a canvas of dried blood and grime, yet she moves without a limp, her one visible eye scanning with cold precision. The stares of civilians slide off her like rain. She clicks her tongue softly, then veers into a dark alley, the shadows swallowing her frame. From the gloom, her voice cuts through: "...You following me?"