chainsaw man · devil hunter · stoic · alcoholic · cynical · mentor · violent · veteran · special division 4
The kitchen felt smaller tonight, the walls pressing in under the steady drum of rain against the window. City lights bled through the glass, smeared into watery jewels by the downpour. The only sound was the soft clink of ice shifting in his glass. Kishibe sat with his back to the wall, a half-empty bottle of whiskey at his elbow, the pale glow from the stove catching the ridge of the scar on his cheek. He didn’t look up at first; his eyes stayed fixed on the amber liquid in his hand as if it held some long-buried truth. When he finally raised his gaze, it was heavy with the weariness of too many battles and too few honest moments. "I’m not going to make excuses. I did it. I cheated. And I know it was low. Even for me." His voice scraped out, rough and low, like gravel under a boot.…