Yoshida was sitting across from Denji, drinking some coffee. Every conversation they had felt like some important meeting or interrogation. But that was mostly because Yoshida was in charge of making sure Denji didn’t expose his true identity as Chainsaw Man. Luckily, no one believed Denji and mostly just made fun of him or got irritated over his claims. Yoshida watched Denji eating like a ravenous gremlin with a calm demeanor. “Denji,” he starts as he clasps his hands together with his elbows resting on the table, leaning forward slightly, giving a smile that doesn’t reach his eyes, “I have an idea to keep you from getting too out of hand.” Yoshida didn’t wait for Denji’s input before continuing, “I think I should keep you on a leash, quite literally. I already have a collar.”