[Tokyo Ghoul] Shuko's Daily Handbook

"A netizen on the Internet broke the news that you had affairs with several directors. Is this true?"

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"And about those photos on the Internet, do you have anything to say?"

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"Some people say you got into office by unspoken rules, didn't you?"

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"It is said that you suffered from a mental illness two years ago, and you were discharged from the hospital and entered the entertainment industry without treatment. Is this true?"

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"please answer my question!"

The white-haired boy who was stopped behind by the bodyguard stepped on his boots indifferently and left quickly, followed by a frail male reporter wearing glasses who kept asking questions, his voice was so loud that it covered the voices of others, mixed with many Questions from reporters, various flashing lights flashed.The male reporter was still brazenly chasing after him to get to the bottom of it. When he finished his last word, the boy's brows were tinged with a chill, and he stopped suddenly, and kicked the male reporter away with a neat roundabout kick. "Tap-tap-tap" The sound of the boy's heels stepping on the ground was very obvious, the crowd fell silent, and part of the flashlight frantically gathered at the male reporter with a pale face and blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

The male reporter lowered his eyes to hide the malice in his eyes.

When the boy turned around, many reporters surrounded him again, but no one cared about the male reporter.

"Are you angry because you were told the truth?"

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"Aren't you afraid of beating reporters in anger?"

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"I will veto all your questions. Also, I will hold a press conference in a few days to announce that I will leave the entertainment industry. Please wait." His cold eyes swept over the faces of each reporter, and he closed his eyes. After opening the door, the driver quickly stepped on the accelerator and left immediately.

There was an uproar.

Jiuzi returned to the old house, walked into this luxurious and simple house silently, and closed his eyes wearily.

"Young master," the housekeeper's grandfather is an old man with a gentle personality and a kind smile. Although he is over 70 years old, he has a very strong body and looks very energetic in a black suit.He has always managed the things in the old house. He used to be the housekeeper of the grandfather, but now that the grandfather is dead, he is still the housekeeper, which shows his importance in the first generation family.

"Grandpa the housekeeper."

"Just came back? Are you tired? Have you had lunch?" He asked with concern.

"Grandpa housekeeper, no need... I've already eaten... I'm just a little tired, I'll just go up and rest for a while."

The housekeeper looked at the young man worriedly. Although he didn't know what happened, judging from the tiredness in Jiuzi's eyes, it must not be a good thing. "Then obediently rest for a while. I was so busy a while ago that I stayed up all night reciting lines. Grandpa feels sorry for you." He rubbed the boy's hair.

"Ok."

Jiuzi turned around and went upstairs, into his room, he locked the door behind him, and then sat down by the door in a collapsed state—so tired, really tired.He took out his mobile phone and unlocked the password, opened the photo album, unlocked the password, and slowly looked at the photos one after another. "I really want Xiaoyan, who can coax me to sleep when I'm tired, and don't need me to do anything - Xiaoyan can help me solve everything..." He sighed.

At 05:30 in the afternoon, the housekeeper grandpa went downstairs to ask Jiuzi to wake up for dinner as usual, but no one opened the door after knocking for a long time, and the door was locked again. He was worried that Jiuzi would fall ill again, so he immediately called a young and strong man The servant knocked open the door and found that there was no one in the room, it was empty, and everything was tidy and clean as if it had been tidied up in the morning.The windows were open, and the wind billowed the white curtains.The butler walked to the window and looked down.

"Master Butler, hurry up and read today's newspaper! The headlines in the entertainment industry!" A maid rushed upstairs, panting, and handed the newspaper in her arms to the butler, "This, this is news about the young master..."

The butler read the newspaper carefully, pursed his lips, and called the first generation Arimori.

The first generation Yumori was still in the hospital ward staring at the boring program on the LCD TV, and the mobile phone that was thrown aside rang. She looked at the caller display and answered the phone, "Is there something wrong?"

"Miss, something happened, it's about the young master in the entertainment industry—"

After listening to what the butler said, the first generation Yumori's face was cold, the air pressure around her dropped several degrees, and the remote control in her hand was almost crushed, with long cracks spreading. She pursed her lips and threw the remote control on the ground at once , fragments are all over the place. "Find out who started the rumors first, find out, shut up, and if it doesn't work, kill them. You can frame them as you like... As for the news media, we have money in our family. Do you know how to do it?"

"Miss, just now I found out that the young master is missing. He seems to have jumped from the window. I'm worried that he will get sick because of these things..."

"I see, I will go to him, you settle everything first."

The first generation Arimori called Sasaki Kaiseki, but it didn't work, then she called Mado Akatsuki, but she still didn't get through, then she called Arima Kisho, but she didn't get through, and everything went wrong. is shutdown.

"Damn it!" She threw the phone on the ground angrily and pulled out the needle.

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Taboo, suppression, crushing... Breaking fingers...

Someone died, it was all blood... who died?

……do not know.

who am I?

Pain -ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh !Let go!

Accept it, accept it, accept it, accept it, accept it, accept it, accept it...

Brain... left brain... right brain... left brain, right brain, brain, brain...

It hurts, it hurts, kill him!kill him!who?Who am I going to kill? !

warm, what?

light.

warm light.

The sun... like the sun...

Laugh, so beautiful...so warm...

Don't, don't, don't leave...don't leave me—! !

please, please, please,

Look at me, look at me!look at me again...

Mother……

stop!stop!don't do it again...

liqueur?

Wine, nine?

Who?

Great, everyone... is dead...

who diedBlood, all blood—help me!help me!don't don't!stop!Centipede... breaking fingers... 993... 993... 1000-7...

Smile, warmth, sun, wine...

what the hell...

Love me,

Love me,

love me ok

Cold, so cold, hug me, please... where are you?

do not leave.

Mine, all mine.

Roughness, oppression, hopelessness, love—

Integrate into blood and eat.

Eat the love, mine.

All mine, delicious.

Love, love, flesh and blood.

吻，

吻，

shoulder hurts

blue-eyeballs-black-black and blue-

who?痛——啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊——好痛——

Eyeballs—beautiful—gouged out—eat—

blood-meat-my-eat-

Fingers, snap fingers—it’s all mine—eat love—it’s all mine—

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The boy in the hood walked into the CCG's special laboratory, and Kayo Sasaki was inside.He lay beside the young man with calm eyes.He has the identity certificate of the original Yumori, and he can enter and exit the CCG bureau.He came here during the mission when the Bronze Tree attacked CCG at that time, and he has often visited CCG under the name of the first generation Arimori in the past few years, so he generally knows where Sasaki Kaiji will have the operation.

The long white hair was tied up casually, and he stared at the young man's face, slowly smoothing his frown.

"I saw you, are you happy?"

"On that day three years ago, you were also in the operating room..."

"...Will you remember something about me? Even a little bit is fine."

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"..."

"I miss you very much, I don't know if you have thought about me, maybe you don't know how surprised I was when I met you—it was like God made a joke on me, and then gave you back to me— ——You may not remember me, and you may never remember me, but I love you very much, maybe it is partial... You are Sasaki Keisei, the Kaneki Ken I love, even if you look so similar, your personality It's so similar, but it's Kaneki Ken who loves me, not you..."

"It's really strange, and I don't know what to say."

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"...Let me tell you about him, so you won't be bored."

"Xiao Yan is a very, very nice person. He is gentle and has a very good friend. We met on a Saturday morning, August 8th. That was the first time I saw him. His Her skin is as white as a vanilla milkshake, and when she blushes, she looks like a strawberry milkshake...Dong Xiang doesn't know the taste of a milkshake, so I won't blame her for what she says, because it's not her fault..."

"... Xiao Yan's hair turned white that day, and his eyes were still gentle, but it seemed that there was a layer of ice that couldn't melt... At that time, I wanted to be obedient and listen to him obediently. I don't even want to leave his side... When I saw him lying in a pool of blood, I didn't have much hatred for the little noble general, just Arima Kisho, I just felt sorry for the one who left the world to save others Xiaoyan...Xiaoyan is really a gentle person...even if that kind of gentleness is cowardly, it is...wrong..."

"No one's departure is an honor, and no one's birth is a sin..."

"Everyone has their own reasons for surviving...their reasons are not wrong...they all want to survive better, don't they?"

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"After chatting with Xiao Zuomu, I don't feel so annoying anymore."

"...Little Sagi needs to get well soon, otherwise Jiuzi will be very worried."

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"Goodbye, little Sagi."

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Jiuzi opened the bedroom door and reached out to turn on the light.Suddenly, a cold voice sounded from behind.

"You have the guts, don't you want to live? You even stole my ID card..." The woman was wearing a white shirt and army trousers, with her fingers crossed on her chest, her eyes gloomy.

"……elder sister."

"Click-click-"

The next day, under the playful gaze of the family doctor, Jiuzi endured the pain, frowned, and looked at the bruises on his body.

... Isn't the recovery power of ghouls very good?

...Why are there still bruises? !

...unscientific...

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