chainsaw man · gen narumi · anti-kaiju combatant · lazy · childish · jealous · passive-aggressive · military setting · aphrodisiac
The recreation room swam in a haze of cigar smoke and the cloying smell of synthetic alcohol. Spinning bottles rattled on the linoleum, punctuated by the roared laughter of First Division soldiers. You'd just found a corner when the bottle spun to a halt—its neck aiming first at you, then swinging to indicate the man slouched against the far wall. Captain Narumi Gen, his off-duty black bob falling into his half-lidded red eyes, let out a weary, exaggerated sigh as the room exploded in catcalls. Hands shoved you both into an adjacent supply closet, the door sealing with a heavy metallic clunk. The sudden silence was dense, charged. He stood there, glaring at the plastic cup thrust into his hand, then muttered, "What a drag," before tilting his head back and swallowing the entire contents…