[K+Comprehensive] On the attributes of Kusanagi Izumo

Breath, there is no mafia here, no family disputes, and it is so peaceful that he is not used to it.

Bai Lan turned around casually, and the silver-haired girl at the door was reflecting his shadow through the red marbles. He simply smiled and squatted down to look at the girl.

The girl pursed her lips tightly, as if she saw a lot through him, her red eyes gradually widened.Bai Lan watched as she took back the beads and ran behind the red-haired man in the shop.

Bai Lan got up and followed inside.The flaxen-haired boy smiled apologetically at him.

"That child is Anna, please don't mind, she is more shy..." he said, and then he pointed to the red-haired man who had been silent all the time as if realizing something: "Wang...he is Zhou Fangzun, for the time being It can be regarded as the current caretaker of this bar.. I am Tokuta Tara, please give me more advice (^_^)."

"I'm Bai Lan~ Bai Lan Jesso."

Not paying any attention to Zhou Fang's still vigilant eyes, the white-haired boy asked straightforwardly: "So, Xiao Izumo has been unconscious since more than a month ago?"

"Yes..."

Ten Beams looked sideways at Anna who was hiding behind Zhou Fang. The girl looked directly at Bai Lan and said lightly:

"He didn't lie."

"Hey.. What an interesting ability~"

Bai Lan squinted her eyes, but the smile didn't penetrate into her eyes.

The same person appears in two different time-spaces.

--parallel world.

If the 'Kusanagi Izumo' he met was not him in this world, then why did he come to this completely irrelevant world?

The Kusanagi Izumo in this world looks like ten years later in his memory, and the Kusanagi Izumo who took him away is also the same, and it seems that the other party is more similar to the soul state at that time, so can he assume that these two Kusanagi Izumo Clouds are essentially the same person?

Bai Lan began to search for any relevant parallel worlds in his mind, and he still remembered clearly the reason he first met Kusanagi, which came from his 'dying message' from another parallel world that had passed away.

Unsurprisingly, in the world he was in, the other 'Bryn' had already died.

——That was the first 'Bran's' who died.

He also remembered another knowledge that he had shared with all 'Bran' - a world ruled by kings.

Silver, gold, red, blue, black, green, colorless... the world of seven kings of different colors.

——The Kusanagi Izumo he was familiar with came from this world.

Bai Lan hooked the corners of her lips, and there was no element of surprise mixed in her expression.

He accepted ten bunches of 'go upstairs and have a rest' kindness, stood in the purposely vacated room overlooking the white cleaning robot on the street.

The sun gradually became more and more intense, and the downstairs became lively, but the bar named Barbara did not start operating.

Because the manager of this store is sleeping in a room separated by several walls.

Bai Lan didn't know the reason why Kusanagi was unconscious, and he didn't know how the man brought him to this world without mafia disputes.What he did ten years later has become an indelible shackle, Pengo Li will not let him go no matter what, no matter who he kills, or those who are loyal until death but abandoned by him, In the original world, people would hate him, and the name Bailan Jesso became a symbol of evil.

But Kusanagi Izumo, even though he was imprisoned in Mirufiore's underground prison for more than a week, still took him out of that world.

No matter when, Bailan Jesso owed Kusanagi Izumo a favor.

That gentle and stubborn person never betrayed him.

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It was night, and the lights of the bar with the HOMRA sign were quietly turned off, and the Crimson King's clan vaguely dispersed after saying hello.

They didn't know about Bai Lan's existence, and Bai Lan was not in a hurry to see their existence.

At some point, the white-haired boy came to the room where the blond boss was sleeping alone. It was extremely quiet there, and even the breathing of the other party was as soft as a breeze.

There was a stray cat prowling on the window sill, tweeting from time to time, Bai Lan curled her slender fingers around her lips in a gesture of silence.

[Shh, don't startle him. ]

The boy's smile meant nothing.

Kusanagi Izumo may be here, and there may only be the other party's body here.

He wants to use the power of the 'Bran's' to find the real existence of that person.

"Little Izumo, it's time to wake up~"

In the darkness, the young man's tone filled the air faintly.

The author has something to say: It's really not an ordinary busy day after school starts...

It's not too long not to be in the collection for such a long time, you are not cute!

In other words, the next world is Tokyo Ghoul or Gintama?

☆、A01

The hustle and bustle of the city.

It seems that people's laughter, hasty pace, and indifference and alienation are everywhere.

——Too strange.

Kusanagi clung to the cold wall behind him, turned his head to see the lively scene a few steps away, and his silent sigh melted into the air.

Bai Lan was not by his side when he was conscious, Kusanagi didn't know if that person would leave with him smoothly, but he was more inclined to say that the other person landed at a different place than him.

If Bai Lan was left in the original world, the person who always smiled might no longer be free, he knew it.

Probably because of this, I can't bear to care about my previous mistakes.

"Nowadays, the number of ghoul attacks in the 20th district is decreasing. According to the official statement, the reason is not yet clear. Citizens are requested to pay attention to their own safety and try not to wander in remote places. I will broadcast it again, the ghouls in the 20th district... .”

The light from the electronic screen occupying half of the building covered the entire street, and the man's formulaic voice echoed in his ears. District 20, ghouls...all words I heard for the first time.

Kusanagi raised his eyes and traced the word "ghoul" enlarged on the screen, and imprinted them in his mind. His fingers skilfully fumbled for a cigarette from his jacket pocket and held it between his fingertips. The smoke filled his vision.

This is District 20.

He couldn't go back.

"Obviously I've made a promise, but I can't let those brats wait too long..."

The blond man exhaled a puff of smoke, sporadic sparks flickered in the dark alley.Until the cigarette was thrown on the ground and the last bit of flame was crushed out, Kusanagi raised his leg and walked out of this alley that no one cared about, his back quickly blended into the crowd and moved along with it.

The blond-haired man who didn't know when appeared suddenly mixed in the crowd, but no one noticed it.

Today's night in Tokyo is also so beautiful.

<<

"Hey, have you heard? CCG has issued a warning to travel late at night."

"Hey...Even if the ghouls are not vampires, those monsters will still kill people during the day..."

"That's right..."

The word 'ghoul' can be heard almost everywhere.

Kusanagi walked aimlessly, and the iron sign at the entrance of the subway station he passed made him aware of the city under his feet—Tokyo, which logically should not be a strange place to him who grew up in the island country of Japan.

But every scene around him was not familiar to him.

He gradually left the noisy center of the city, the dim streetlights shone on the relatively quiet street, and a few pedestrians hurried past.

Kusanagi let out a breath, once again faced with the helplessness of having nowhere to go.

He tightened his clothes and walked to the depths of the street.The shops on both sides are closed, and in the dark night, only one is still filled with light yellow lights.Kusanagi stopped at the door of the shop and looked up at the signboard.

This is a coffee shop.

Opening the door of the store, the warm breath in the store flooded into the nostrils instantly.Kusanagi stood in the middle of the room and did not see any shop assistants.

"no one there..."

He approached the counter, where a blender-like thing was placed. Kusanagi had a trance feeling that he had seen this kind of machine before, but his impressions were pitiful.He guessed that it might belong to the same older things as the camera that Ten Bunches brought back.

"Is there anything you need?"

The outstretched fingers stayed in mid-air, and then naturally hung down by his side.The old man who did not know when appeared behind him had kind eyebrows and eyes, and asked slowly:

"a cup of coffee?"

Kusanagi smiled, and didn't seem to be dissatisfied by the interruption of his thoughts: "Okay, I'm sorry."

The old man nodded and didn't say anything else. After a while, there was a faint sound of running water in the room.

—That’s a coffee machine.

His gaze stayed on the old man's back for a moment, the brown liquid was evenly poured on the filter, and then flowed.Following the opponent's movements, the rich aroma of coffee permeated the air.

Kusanagi looked out the window, the smell of coffee made him feel better.

This is only the first night, and he has roughly confirmed the current situation of coming to another world for the second time. The only thing he can be thankful for is that he has not shrunk to the state again.

He didn't meet Bai Lan, and Bai Lan didn't come to look for him. The worst plan was that Bai Lan didn't come here with him smoothly.

So how does he get out of here?

"Young man, your coffee."

The heat of the coffee came in front of him, and the sound of clothes rubbing against him came from the opposite side. Kusanagi regained his senses and looked at the old man sitting opposite him.

"The 20th District has always been like this at night, is this the first time I've seen it?"

Kusanagi was startled, took a sip of coffee, and finally nodded with a wry smile:

"If you don't mind, can you tell me what kind of 'ghoul' exists?"

The old man still had a peaceful smile when he heard the words, and was silent for a while, Kusanagi didn't mean to urge, until the old and strong voice came from the opposite side:

"The existence of 'ghouls' is something that people didn't expect and made them fear. For people, the existence of 'ghouls' may be a monster or not."

"Ghouls... are they human too?"

"...that's something no one knows. Some people retain their original human heart, and some people may have lost it."

The atmosphere became a little depressing.

Kusanagi drank the last sip of coffee, took out some remaining yen from the previous world from his pocket, and put them on the table. The Kyoto accent seemed to be much lighter under the soft light:

"thanks for treatment."

The old man kindly opened the door for him.

When stepping into the street in the dark again, Kusanagi didn't look back.He could feel the sight of the old man until he turned around the next corner to see that the lights of the coffee shop had been turned off, quietly blending into the night.

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ghouls.

After leaving the coffee shop, Kusanagi met a man on his way down another path in search of a hotel.

The other party was bowed, greedy eyes flickered, longing, hesitation, hesitation, sadness... a series of expressions flashed across his face, and finally turned into pleading.

"Please run..." he said.

Kusanagi looked behind the man, the blood-stained arm could not be covered in the shadows, a person was lying flat in the shadows, already out of breath.

The man's mouth was still stained with blood.

monster.

The man began to tremble, first slightly, and then his whole body couldn't stop convulsing, and he kept approaching.Now Kusanagi could clearly see the man's eyes, black whites and red pupils, completely not human eyes.

The opponent rushed up, and a 'tail' that was still bright in the dark grew from his back, and the air mixed with it tore through his sleeve.

The man opened his mouth wide, and the saliva couldn't stop dripping onto the ground.

This is the first time Kusanagi saw ghouls, he opened his eyes slightly, and heard the broken words mixed with the wind:

"I..don't want to..eat,..have suffered..enough."

[I don't want to eat, I've had enough. ]

The man's desperate eyes conveyed this point, but those eyes were already covered with hunger.

He rushed forward at an extremely fast speed, pressing Kusanagi under him, and the smell of blood rushed to his face.Kusanagi turned his head away and turned his gaze away from the man.

The blood-red mouth is close at hand.

【Click-】

The burning smell instantly replaced the hunger reverberation in the man's stomach.

The man screamed sharply, fell to the ground and rolled continuously, but the flames on his body remained unextinguished until he was silent, and the huge 'tail' behind him slowly retracted into his body and disappeared.

Kusanagi fell to the ground, took a deep breath, and then covered his eyes with slightly trembling hands, the wound on his arm was smudged with a little red.

This is the ghoul.

This is what is called a monster.

- so sad.

The blond man pondered for a long time, no matter which world he was in, he had never been so close to death, whether it was his own or someone else's.

[Just trying to be an ordinary bar owner. ]

When Zhou Fangzun became king, he said so.But now, he felt that he was getting farther and farther away from that dream, and the fear that had been buried calmly in his heart made him suddenly feel very tired.

He wanted to cry a little, but the corners of his eyes were dry.

Kusanagi Izumo has already hidden his fragility too deeply for others.

Before leaving, Kusanagi stood in front of the charred body of the man, lowered his head and bowed.

People who are called monsters are more afraid of being a monster than anyone else.

That's what those people called Zhou Fangzun when he became king.Now these people who are called ghouls, in the eyes of Kusanagi, have become the most unbelievable existences of monsters.

From the bottom of his heart, he doesn't like this world.

The author has something to say: Kaneki and the others should appear in the next chapter, and this chapter is a foreshadowing.

Bronze Duo Duo Liang, also called Duo Duo Liang w

☆、A02

The days of being alone are very lonely.

Without a definite goal, one never knows when the days of wandering in a strange world will end. This kind of dark thought can easily consume a person's consciousness.

If there was no agreement with Zun, Kusanagi thought, he would probably spend the rest of his life alone in this world, and then he would end up in an ordinary life.

But he still has an obsession that he can't give up. For his cute little bar, for those guys who don't make people worry, he needs to go back to the place he belongs to.

—He had to keep looking.

On the second day after waking up, Kusanagi tried to contact Bai Lan, but couldn't find any medium to get in touch with him.After losing the fragment of Mare's ring that he used to come to this world, he realized that what Bran Jesso had left for him was indeed nothing of value other than a name.

To this day, Kusanagi has walked around the city for an unknown amount of time, and the money on his body is enough for him to last for a while, but his body has inevitably been infected with the smell of death by the ghouls he encountered one after another.

It won't work if it goes on like this, he must first find a shelter.

The blond man exhaled a wisp of smoke towards the sky, his eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of something through the smoke screen, his eyes paused, and his footsteps stopped.With helplessness and a slight smile on his face, he looked up at the familiar signboard: "I'm back..."

The signboard of the coffee shop gleamed in the sunlight.

Kusanagi opened the door and entered, and the store was several times more lively than the night when he first came here.He quietly walked to the empty seat by the window, looked around, but did not see the kind old man.

"Um...do you need anything?"

Taking advantage of the gap in thinking, the sight was quickly occupied by the young man walking in front of him.Kusanagi looked at the black-haired boy who was nothing more than a college student in surprise, wearing a waiter's uniform.He smiled,

"A cup of coffee, thank you."

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"Is Kaneki Ken...?"

Muttering the name he heard in a slightly stiff Kyoto accent, Kusanagi opened the curtains, and the blocked sunlight poured into the room in an instant, illuminating the shy boy behind him and his white blindfold.

"It was a great help, Jin Mu-kun."

"No... as long as I can help you, anyway, I don't live here now..."

......

After seeing off Kaneki, Kusanagi sat on the soft bed and finally stopped suppressing himself and lit a cigarette for himself.

I was talking with Kaneki in a coffee shop before, and I overheard that the other party still had a vacant house. Although I don’t know why the young boy left the house and settled in the part-time coffee shop, he was finally able to find a temporary house. Sexual shelter.

Although district 20 is called a stable area, there are still many ghouls looking for food in the dark, so in order to avoid fighting, it is best for him to reduce the number of times he goes out at night.

He will go to Prynne's world because he sealed the Colorless King with himself, and he came here because Prynne's only remaining fragment of Mare's ring seems to be an existence that cannot be underestimated.

Kusanagi once analyzed that the most extraordinary thing in this world is the ghouls that people regard as monsters. Their 'wings' stretched from behind and the 'tails' near the tailbone contain terrifying power that even he is deeply afraid of.In other words, if you want to leave here, the shortcut should be inseparable from the ghouls.

After extinguishing the fireworks, Kusanagi opened the window, and his blonde hair was slightly disheveled by the wind.With a little effort, he propped himself on the edge of the window and jumped to the corridor outside. Leaning against the railing, he could see the large characters on the door plate of the opposite store.

Kaneki Ken's residence is not luxurious, but just a room on the second floor of a small two-story attic, but Kusanagi enjoys a place closer to the crowd, and he has been unable to change this habit since the establishment of Barbara, perhaps Maybe he was ridiculed by his own king because of this.

From his current vantage point, he could see couples of men and women on the street, occasionally accompanied by small groups of friends.The most conspicuous of them was a man with a curly beard. Kusanagi stared at the man's strange beard in amazement, and found that the man was frowning and whispering something to the person behind him.

With his eyes narrowed behind the sunglasses, he could roughly see what the other person said——

"Miss Lishi...never let go... Kaneki..."

... Jinmu?

By chance?

His fingers unconsciously curled up on the railing to make a rhythm, Kusanagi pondered, but when he looked again, those figures had long since disappeared from the crowd.

......

After tidying up the dusty hut that had not been inhabited for a long time, Kusanagi got up and looked at the sunset that was almost out of sight outside the window, always feeling uneasy.

Maybe it was just his illusion, he messed up his blond hair, and just as he was about to pick up a cigarette, he dropped the case on the ground absent-mindedly, and the slender cigarette rolled all over the floor.

Kusanagi sighed and bent down to collect the cigarettes into a pile. Although he did not deny that he was old, the unknowingly increased mental age made him feel like a vampire who had lived for a long time but never aged. See the mysterious species told to him from the book.

There was a faint smell in the air, a flower scent, but it was so faint that it was hard to detect.Kusanagi followed the scent to find the lilies on the table in the bottle, he didn't know what to do with them.

Maybe he should visit the original owner of the house at such a time, Kusanagi thought of the boy named Kaneki Ken, and the words of a man with a strange curly beard on the street naturally came to mind.He frowned, grabbed the coat on the hanger, put it on, and strode out the door.

Ace is a regular at the coffee shop and wears a pair of thick glasses.When Kusanagi met him, this reckless young man was in a daze around the corner.He told Kusanagi coffee shop in a small voice that there are very few customers today, at least it will be difficult to see people at noon.Kusanagi thanked him, almost trotting past his shoulder.

Very close, very close.

Kusanagi stopped at the corner of the street, lowered his head and breathed steadily.He moved his feet and was about to raise his head when he noticed the sharp protrusions on the soles of his shoes. Kusanagi moved his feet away, and the shards of glass reflected the light of the early moon and shone into his eyes.

It was covered with reddish-brown sticky blood.

The floor-to-ceiling windows of the coffee shop were almost incomplete, blood splatters were scattered in the small room, and the tiles of the coffee cups were scattered on the ground.Kusanagi couldn't help holding his breath, but soon he tried to calm himself down, walked into the coffee shop a few steps and bent down to test the breath of the unconscious purple-haired girl.

—… still alive.

The depressive heart was finally relieved, and the tense muscles were sore like a tide. Kusanagi withdrew his slender fingers that were still slightly trembling, and went around behind the bar. Fortunately, the phone was still intact and sheltered on the shelf behind the bar.

He picked up the microphone, but his attention was attracted by the girl curled up on the ground moaning:

"Stay still! I'll call an ambulance now."

"No..." The girl half-opened her eyes, even though she knew that the blond man in front of her was just an ordinary human being, she still pleaded with fear in her tone: "Don't call an ambulance...help...Kanimu... .!..."

Kusanagi froze for a moment, the wound on the opponent's body was slowly healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

- Ghoul.

Subtle and complicated in his heart, he looked around through the dim lenses.

Blood, where the eye can see is full of blood.

...So, who did such a huge amount of blood come from?

Kusanagi lowered his eyes abruptly, clenched his palms that were hanging by his side into fists.

......——

The boy named Kaneki Ken is not here.

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This world is cruel.

When the soles of Kusanagi's feet were galloping in the halo of the street lamp, the sporadic and winding bloodstains on the ground were still very dazzling.This is not the original world, without the guys he can't let go of, without the cute little bar and the red barbarian who is like home... This is not the world he is familiar with.

At least not now, not anymore.

The sudden bewilderment in his heart spread throughout his body, followed by an irresistible emptiness, and the coldness of walking against the wind could hardly make the tendency of his body trembling disappear.

—he can't stay here.

Zun.. Juku.. Hatta.. Fushimi.. Dewa.. Chitose.. Anna.. And the gang of Barbara's little devils...he can't just leave them.

If it is said that sealing the Colorless King with oneself is determined to die, then it is almost difficult for Kusanagi to restrain the joy from the bottom of his heart when he opened his eyes again.He loved Barbara, and valued this rowdy red group more than anyone else.

He didn't want to leave them, didn't want to see the faces of the little ghosts crying, but he was willing to die for any of them.

As long as he is alive, Kusanagi Izumo is the Clan of the Scarlet King Zhou Fangzun and the second head of Barbara.

—He has to go back.

However, the distance between brushing shoulders with death many times finally broke through the barrier that did not exist, and Kusanagi has never realized so clearly that the reality no longer allows him to make any changes.

It wasn't a dream, it wasn't a lie, Kusanagi Izumo just stood in this strange land, far away from everything that belonged to him.

The blond man stopped in his tracks, his limp hair already wet with sweat.He gasped slightly, the stretch of blood continued, but he knew it would be cleaned up very quickly.

The huge figure of the man in the distance has entered his line of sight, Jin Mu is carried on his shoulders, blood is flowing down the man's suit, lifeless like a dead thing.

He caught up with the last time.

The man carried the golden wood and disappeared around the corner.

Kusanagi didn't immediately follow up, he stood still and waited for the numbness in his legs from running for a long time to disappear, took a deep breath, and sneaked into the dead building in the dark.

The author has something to say: After watching the finale of the second season of Tokyo Ghoul...

☆、A03

dull, depressing.

Pulling the dark red hood on top of his head again, Kusanagi pursed his lips into a straight line.

The surrounding area was filled with the salty smell of blood, probably because the original owner of the cloak had just eaten, Kusanagi felt as if he was submerged in the wall of a severed limb, which made him feel like vomiting.

But thanks to this smell, even though he smelled like a human being, the passing ghouls just looked at him a few more times in private, and didn't break through his disguise.

This is not a long-term solution.

Kusanagi stopped at a corner, and the corridors on the left and right seemed to be made out of a mill, extending into darkness at the end.

This place is too big, if you go on like this, not only can you not find Jinmu, but as the smell of the cloak fades, he will be exposed first.

"Hey," someone patted him on the shoulder.

Kusanagi's back stiffened instantly, and he didn't even hear the footsteps.In order not to reveal his flaws, he turned around as naturally as possible, and the young man's blue-purple hair fell into his sight.Standing behind Kusanagi with a naive but impatient expression on his face, the boy clicked his tongue in disgust when he smelled the rotten blood on the cloak, and threw a light and light object into Kusanagi's arms.

"Bring this to that gecko guy, that shit makes me sick."

Kusanagi silently listened to the pace of the other party leaving, and he was a little concerned about the things hanging on his arms.He picked up the blood-stained cloth product, separated the folded parts with his fingers, and couldn't help taking a breath of cold air.

A blindfold, it doesn't take a second to know who the soaked little thing belongs to.

Ken Kaneki... is he still alive?

......

Two guards stood in front of the closed iron gate.

They stamped their feet irregularly in place from time to time, not sure if it was fear or excitement, and only a part of their chin was faintly exposed on their faces under the cover of their cloaks.

"Have you heard? The human investigators seem to have summoned an army and plan to launch a general attack here."

"There was indeed news of this before, but Master Gecko didn't seem to have the intention of leaving here, and brought a half-dead human back... I'm so pitiful for that little guy. It would be better to be caught by that person. Well eaten."

The two chatted without saying a word, until the third person who appeared at some time said: "That child, does he have black hair?"

"When are you guys..!" One of them turned his head to look at the people who participated in it unexpectedly, and he could only see the white chin under the hood. He curled his lips and didn't take that person's strange accent to heart superior,

"I heard it from someone else. I guess that human being won't be able to last for a few days. It's really pitiful... eh? The smell on your body..."

He moved closer to take a few breaths, then raised his hand and slapped the other person's shoulder: "You bastard, how dare you not call us when you are eating, you are not a brother!"

"Ah ha ha..."

Kusanagi, who was slapped inexplicably, raised his hand in front of his chest, and the two ghouls on the opposite side naturally regarded him as the same kind, which also relieved the blond man who had been in an extremely tense state from the beginning.

"Next time, definitely next time."

He swore... there would be no next time.

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The person who captured Jin Muyan was named Gekko.

Kusanagi moved quickly in the corridor, and almost saw the old iron gate symbolizing death that the two guards said at a glance.There is no guard outside the door, and it is said that no one has ever been able to stay in that place calmly for a week.

—that was hell.

The previous guard said this tremblingly.

Attaching his hand to the cold handle, Kusanagi could hear the mechanical sound of the metal hard object closing inside the door, and the next second, the boy's wailing suddenly rang in his ears.

"what--!!!"

...

"Ah!!!!—"

Pain, sobbing, these two sounds were mixed together, the sound of blood splattering was too clear, the wailing sound gradually weakened, and suddenly amplified several times.After a few seconds of silence, a man's hoarse voice sounded: "Where have you counted?"

"Nine..980 Six...970 Nine..."

The voice distorted by pain was Kaneki Ken.

When Kusanagi was shocked by the sound he heard, the iron door in front of him was pulled open, and the man's tall shadow suddenly blocked all the light.

An iron bucket was placed at his feet, and the voice of the gecko was close to his ears: "Clean it up."

When the other party walked away, Kusanagi's legs trembled uncontrollably, and the man sat on the ground panting.

The iron bucket was full of thick red liquid, and several toe knuckles were floating on it.

Such a thing, filled a bucket.

Kusanagi finally couldn't help arching his body and retching.

......

so painful...

It hurts so much..I hurt so much..Mom...

Ken Kaneki curled up his toes helplessly, but it brought a new round of pain that was worse than death. He finally remembered that his toes were broken by steel pliers just now.

Salty tears flowed into his mouth and dripped down his chin into his collar. His throat felt tight, and he couldn't utter any cry except sobbing.

Then, in the large, empty and silent room, he could clearly feel the broken parts grow back, the skin fell off and grew again, the bones were broken and slowly pieced together...

enough.

He is not a monster.

He's not he's not he's not...!

He's human human human...!

His thoughts stopped suddenly, and he felt the cold touch on the soles of his feet again.The bloody toes just now were intact and touched the ground again.

...He who is like this, what position does he have to say that he is not a monster?

...Why?What did he do wrong?

Kaneki clenched his lower lip, the taste of blood made his stomach growl, he seemed to hear the seductive voice of Kamdai Rishi: "No, you didn't do anything wrong. If that's the case... what went wrong? ?”

He is not wrong.

So what went wrong?

Wrong is...

"What's wrong is..."

The words came to an abrupt end, and Kaneki heard a sigh.

His thoughts went blank, he felt the warmth of being embraced, and the other party's soft Kyoto accent made him very at ease in this situation.

He said, "Go to sleep, Jin Mu-jun."

who is it...?

Kaneki finally fell asleep.

<<

Feeling the boy's breathing gradually calming down, Kusanagi lowered his eyes complicatedly.The lighter in his hand was emitting a faint flame, and the flame wrapped around the iron chain on Jinmu's wrist according to his will, but it just stayed there, and there was no sign of any breakage on the burned iron chain.

His flames cannot break this chain.No, maybe more than that.

Kusanagi walked out of the open space, closed the door, and quickly and easily walked away from the blood-stained corridor.

I also encountered this kind of situation when I was with Bai Lan before. For example, I couldn't light a cigarette from a long distance, and the tree was not burning even though the flame was entangled on the tree stump. It seemed that his ability was occasionally limited by something.

Kusanagi sat on the steps and took a deep breath of the fresh air outside.If so, his plans to help Kaneki escape need to be delayed.

Kaneki Ken is a ghoul.

Kusanagi couldn't tell how he felt when he found out this fact, maybe he was glad that the survival rate of the teenager could rise by several percentage points in such suffering.But soon he discovered that Jin Mu himself was afraid of his identity as a ghoul, a poor child.

He had to admit that such Jinmu was worrying.In a way, Ken Kaneki is like Misaki Hatta, a strong and stubborn child.In the beginning, when the person 'Kusanagi Izumo' had not yet ushered in his rebirth, Hatta was sad for a long time because of Fushimi's departure, although he refused to admit defeat and shouted, 'Monkey, you traitor! 'In this case, Kusanagi has caught him a few times at night alone in a corner.

Kusanagi didn't know Ken Kaneki at all, and the only time he had met him was a few times. At that time, the handsome black-haired boy was wearing an antique uniform, quietly and respectfully doing his job as a waiter.

Holding the mentality of being afraid of himself at all times, the boy always put on a calm expression on weekdays, burying his anxiety in his heart silently.

It's just another Misaki Hatta who is not reassuring.

"Hey, you, why are you in a daze! The battle arrangement is going to be held in the lobby, so hurry up!"

"Huh? . . Ah, I see."

Kusanagi got up and patted the ashes, then heeled up to the fast-paced ghouls in front of him.

When standing among a group of ghouls in the same clothes, he had to tense up, and at the same time listened to the people in front of him explain the layout of the field and the requirements for combat.

Simply put, just