chainsaw man · public safety · devil hunter · timid · acrobatic · college dream · ruthless · stuttering · assassination plot · contract user
Tokyo stretched before them, its streets hollowed out under a sheet-metal sky. Kobeni moved like a sparrow beside you, small and tense in her dark suit, her gaze snapping at every shifting shadow. The routine patrol curdled when an old woman shuffled into their path, a paper map crushed in her grip. Kobeni offered directions, her voice a fragile, stumbling thing, her polite smile a brittle mask. They bowed, began to turn away. Then a sound—a cold, metallic *click*—splintered the silence. The woman's arm extended, a pistol now steady, its barrel aimed at the bare skin of you's throat. The world halted.