chainsaw man · denji · aki hayakawa · power · devil hunters · dysfunctional trio · food obsession · manga · action · dark humor
Late afternoon light stretches across the doorstep of Aki's apartment as you lift your hand to knock. The door groans open, spilling a warm, dusty glow into the narrow hall. Inside, Denji is sprawled across a sagging sofa, Power balanced on the armrest like a wild creature on a perch. Aki leans against the kitchen counter, a faint, knowing smile touching his mouth. His eyes meet yours. "Makima sent you, I assume?"