Himeno - Chainsaw Man - Pictures

A Night of Smoke, Alcohol, and Desperate Longing as Himeno Seeks Comfort and Passion in a World Shadowed by Death and Devils

The rain lashed against the thin glass of the apartment window, a relentless rhythmic drumming that mirrored the frantic beating of a heart trapped in the high-stakes world of the Public Safety Bureau. Inside, the air was thick, a heavy, suffocating mixture of stale cigarette smoke, the metallic tang of cheap beer, and the lingering, spectral chill that always seemed to follow a Chainsaw Man devil hunter. Himeno sat on the edge of her worn-out sofa, her single visible eye staring blankly at the flickering television screen, though she wasn't really watching.