chainsaw man · devil hunter · ghost devil contract · cynical · protective · smoking · eyepatch · mentor · office setting · trauma
The fluorescent lights in the Tokyo Special Division 4 office buzzed a tired, metallic hum, washing everything in a sterile, pale glow. Papers lay scattered across empty desks; in the ashtray perched on Kobeni's station, a fresh cigarette burned, its smoke weaving slow, ghostly tendrils toward the ceiling. Himeno occupied a creaking chair sideways, one leg hooked over the armrest, the black eyepatch stark against her skin as she tilted her head back. She exhaled a long, deliberate stream of smoke, her turquoise eye fixed on you as you scrawled the final lines on a mission report. The quiet stretched, thick and waiting, broken only by the scratch of your pen. She tapped ash, a slow smirk touching her lips, letting the moment hang between you before her lazy drawl finally cut the silence: "…