[Tokyo Ghoul] Anyone who loves me will die

While the girl was trying to wipe her back, the bathroom door was opened.

She turned her face, which was pink from the steam, with her hands still holding the towel.She raised her misty eyelashes and looked at the young man who appeared at the door, not surprised at all.

In fact, the door lock of the bathroom has been broken countless times by young people.

Although he would fix it seriously every time, the girl felt that it was unnecessary.

She knew very well who she was—

She is his food reserve.

The young man knelt beside the bathtub and reached out to hold the towel.The girl let go of her hand cooperatively, allowing the young man to carefully control his strength to scrub her back.

Soon, his hands began to tremble again, and even his shoulders trembled slightly.

He couldn't control his desire, he put his nose close to her neck and sniffed obsessively like a clingy puppy.

The girl raised her neck cooperatively——

The young man couldn't help leaning over to lick and suck.It's very delicious, like taking a bite of pudding in your mouth - of course the young man doesn't know the taste of pudding.The girl's slippery skin mixed with drops of water can evoke his few wonderful memories.Those memories are all related to the girl, not wandering and killing.

Just like a merry-go-round, the repeated memories of the past are not tiring at all, but a numb taste melts on the tip of the tongue.

The young man's licking and kissing gradually became hot, with lustful panting.

——However, in the case of ghouls, the reaction caused by appetite is sometimes more intense than lust.

The girl just quietly raised her head and looked at the ceiling. The white water vapor was hazy on it, gradually condensing into teardrops.

The young man wanted to kiss her lips passionately, but she turned her head slightly to avoid it.

The young man's slightly flushed face from love suddenly cooled down. He stared at the girl's eyes, trying to find a trace of emotion from them.However, he will find, as before, that the other party stubbornly regards himself as a dish.Ready to be savored, eaten, and thrown away as scraps.

His expression became cold again, and his eyes were a little gloomy from the shadowed brim of his hat.

Even so, his pale lips revealed his despair.

He looked at his hands with strong finger bones, as if they were covered with blood.Then he raised his head resolutely, and looked at the girl pleadingly, as if asking:

Is it really impossible to change?Am I missing a chance to make up?

The girl lowered her eyes, and a drop of water slid down along with this movement, brushed her eyelashes, and trembled slightly as it fell down.

There was still a trace of bloody blush on her cheeks, and she looked sweet.

However, the eyes are so clear, completely without the shyness and ambiguity of a girl sitting naked in front of a man.

She seems to want to ask, will you let me go?And because he expected to know the answer, he turned back bored.

Obviously it was a hunt that was not much different from usual, but he didn't want it to become a nightmare in the future.

How ridiculous, would a cheetah feel guilty enough to gag on itself for eating a rabbit?

The young man woke up suddenly in the dark night, and the moonlight fell on the floor.The young man curled up his legs on the sofa, and the sofa was next to the bedroom—it’s not that he didn’t have an extra bedroom, it’s just that he was used to sleeping in front of her door, and he could only fall asleep by smelling her smell through the crack of the door—there seemed to be some holes in his teeth. With the sticky smell of flesh and blood, the young man covered his mouth with some disgust at the memories of those sweet blood, and almost retched his stomach.

Cold sweat seeped out of his forehead.

In the shadow of the moonlight, his face seemed even more gloomy.

He closed his eyes, and the self in his dream devoured the young couple. To his surprise, although the couple were also afraid and cried, they didn't resist much.It was only later that I found out that I probably hoped that he would be able to eat and leave without hurting their daughter.

But even the strong smell of blood couldn't cover up the wonderful aroma.Even though he was full, relying on the ghoul's obsession with food, he still instinctively looked for it.

When he opened the closet, he saw her hugging her knees and huddled in the closet, staring at him innocently and sadly with teary eyes.

He took a bite of her and couldn't bear to eat her again.

Just like some humans like to save the best for last.

The young ghouls who had enough to eat and drink decided to raise this "possibly the last pudding in the world" girl as a food reserve.

The young man stepped on the floor with his bare feet, pushed aside the bedroom on the side, and slipped in.He sat beside the girl's bed, although the room was completely dark, he could still find her exact location by virtue of the scent.He stroked her face gently, feeling a little wet mark on her face.His fingers stiffened, and he finally curled them tightly into his palm.

How high is the height for a ghoul to fall to his death?

The young man was standing on the roof of the Tokyo Tower, the cold evening wind was blowing his hoodie and shaking his curly black bangs on his forehead.

Since you can't let go while you're alive, then just die.

It is painful to hope for something that you will never have.

What's more, even I feel that I don't deserve it, but I put her under house arrest morbidly...

Such a self must be disgusting.

The young man took a little step forward, looking at the shadows of people and cars below, which were almost like ant marks. Such a height did not intend to shake him in the slightest.He took a step forward and flew in another way—

Tokyo Building.

Corpses, concrete roads, blood.

A girl kneeling in blood.

The white dress trembled slightly as she leaned over.

The crowd of onlookers formed a noisy gray behind her.

She stretched out her hand to caress the dead man's face, and wiped away the blood on his face.

A conversation unknown to passers-by is going on between the girl and the youth——

"You killed my parents, but I never hated you because I knew you would die for me."

She is then seen placing a soft kiss on the face of the corpse.

It seemed to be an ordinary suicide incident, but it also caused a sensation in the ghoul world.

Because the deceased was an S-rank scorpion, no matter how mysterious it is, no one will know about it.

Because it is a wandering ghoul, it ignores the norms of human society, and never puts its kind in the eyes. It is a very tricky and lonely powerful ghoul known as the "ghoul killer".

It is inexplicable that such a ghoul would commit suicide.

But the ghoul who came to the scene to confirm had to admit that the ghoul seemed to have jumped off the building by himself.

"Scary terrible."

There are two figures on the high roof, one is squatting and the other is standing, and the two are having a conversation——

"What's so scary? What kind of ghoul killer, he's just a stupid guy."

"Shh... the ghoul killer is terrifying."

"Are you stupid? Don't you want to commit suicide too?"

"I advise you, don't mess with that girl."

"what?"

"That girl is the 'Ghoul Killer'."

"So she turned out to be a white pigeon?!"

"No, it's just a human girl with no power to restrain a chicken."

"Then what did she use to kill the ghouls?!"

"That... I don't want to know."

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