[Tokyo Ghoul] Shuko's Daily Handbook

Kanyo Sasaki likes wine, but liking cannot be compared with love. For example, you can like cats, puppies, cars, books, people, certain food, certain things, wine Kaneki Ken has developed a habit that is difficult to correct even if he loses his memory, but Kaneki Ken has also developed a habit for Jiuzi all the time, which is really a terrible habit.

Sasaki Kyoyo felt that his mind was a little messed up, and it took Akatsuki several times to come back to his senses. Just now he received a call from the boy, and the boy's pitiful voice and crying on the phone all moved him.

How did he fall in love with this boy who was four years younger than him?From the first glance, you can feel extremely familiar. I really like to see the happy smile on his face. That kind of warm feeling made him fall in love with him from then on, but there is always a strange feeling around.That voice, that voice, forced him to fall in love with this little boy, and why?

Sasaki Kenyo assured that he definitely didn't like wine that much, it was just a simple liking, but why did the guy hiding in his consciousness force him?

—You must like him.

— You must take good care of him.

——If you can't take care of him well,

——Let me take care of him instead of you.

What a disgusting compulsion, why does he have to like him?Why does he have to take care of him?Why did he have to be replaced if he didn't take care of him?Unreasonable demands.The young man tapped his fingers on the table rhythmically, and his messy thoughts slowly weaved into a long thread, and gradually cleared up a bit, at least he wasn't as confused as he was in the morning.

He must have had some connection with Jiuzi;

What is the connection?

This is still not clear, relatives and so on are directly excluded;

And who informed CCG the last time he turned into a ghoul?

Mr. June?Mr. Guajiang?I don't know you?Miss Akatsuki Mado?

And what happened to that dream?It was different from previous dreams, one eye flashed intermittently.

Fascinatingly beautiful eyes—that is an eye with a halo, blood-red pupils, and the whites of the eyes are replaced by ink-like black.

It's so beautiful.

"Rabbit?" This title is still a bit familiar, there is an inexplicable feeling, the thoughts are lurking constantly, and the head hurts a little. [Rabbit] is the code name of the SS-level ghoul, but is this ghoul related to him, or..."Rabbit" familiar to him?By the way... the last time, "Well, Miss Mado, can you tell me about the ghoul who is in charge of the first generation?"

Akira Mado was taken aback, "...what?"

"It's Fallen Angle."

"..." The woman's eyes flicked to his eyes, "I don't know very well, I have never fought against him, only Suzuya, Yumori and Yumat have fought against him, I only know that this is a Ghouls with super defensive power, and others, you'd better leave it alone."

This time Mado Akatsuki's evasion was very clear, what exactly was she trying to hide?If you want to hide it, why make it so clear?Maybe she also knows something, but it's not very clear.Sasaki Yuyo subconsciously felt that he should pay more attention to this [FallenAngle], and he might find some reliable news and the like.

Mado Akatsuki seemed to have noticed something, and said coolly, "I advise you not to focus on this guy who doesn't matter to you, now you'd better think about what to do. "

"...Yes, Mado-san."

The first generation Yumori has been refusing to go to the hospital ever since he came back that day, with a dark face every day, as if Sasaki Kise owed her tens of millions, and when he saw Sasaki Kise, his eyes that were cold He stared at him, as if he had met the enemy who killed his father.Sasaki Kyoshi would not add "Miss" after the title of the first generation Yumori, like the first generation Yumori, a woman with a bad temper and a cold personality, does not look like a woman at all!He finally realized how good it is to stay by Mado Akira's side, and how gentle Mado Akira is.

"Sasaki, you," the woman pointed at him lightly, "I'll wait for you in the coffee shop below when I get off work later, you must come."

"..."

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The first generation Arimori recruited the waiter, ordered a cup of American sweet coffee and sat quietly in the corner by the window. Sometimes, she still has some similarities with Sake.She took a sip of the coffee, and the sweet taste made her frown. She looked at the scenery outside through the floor-to-ceiling window, picked up the phone to unlock it in her spare time, glanced at the boy on the screen, and then sighed. Take a breath.This usually indifferent and unkind woman is now like a sister who is working hard for her younger brother. She is already an older sister, and she is so worried to death for this young and completely ignorant little guy.

The first generation Yumori was taught by her father and grandfather to be an excellent investigator since she was a child. If she didn’t come to CCG as an investigator, she could also work in the military. Their family is engaged in national occupations, and their ancestors are all soldiers. Except for the occasional few aliens, because his parents are busy, and the servants at home also like wine and dote on him, so he has developed the current character of the boy.

A little squeamish, but at least it doesn't raise a prodigal son like other families, white-eyed wolf.This is luck.

The first generation Yumori liked Jiuzi very much, Jiuzi is very cute, very likable, very well-behaved, not at all like the little devil that others said.He is very good and likes to stay in the corner with the doll in his arms.

Yousen felt that since the first time she saw such a small child, she was small, soft, red-faced, and wrinkled like a little monkey. After a week, she found her own ugly little monkey. It has become more and more cute, small and soft, with big round eyes looking around curiously, dark blue eyes are extremely bright, as if incorporating all the brilliance, the whole is like a small person made of flour, let her Be careful, for fear that if you are not careful, this little cutie will leave.

She never knew that Jiuzi would have troubled emotions.

Parents'... love?

In the first generation, Arimori was used to his parents not being at home often, and he was also used to their indifferent attitude. He practiced every day and rarely went home.Jiuzi was abducted like this. ==+ A damned one, abducted Jiuzi when Jiuzi was five or six years old, isn't it just a bento and a damn little cloth bear?

Damn Kaneki Ken, damn Sasaki Keise——

"..." Sasaki Koyo has been standing beside the first generation Arimori for a long time, "...the first generation special class..."

"... Sit down." First Dai Arimori glanced at him, picked up the cup and took another sip of coffee, which was even sweeter, with that taste, "Tsk," she frowned.

Sasaki Kyoshi looked at her, and asked awkwardly: "Why don't you like sweet coffee, and...? Ah, I, I'm sorry, I shouldn't ask your privacy questions——"

"Hey, boy—" the woman looked out the window boredly, "want to know?"

"...Probably, no, I mean, I think." The young man who was afraid of being arrested for practice because of the vague answer quickly replied, since the first-class special wanted to say, let's say it.

The first generation Yumori pondered for a while, focusing on the scenery outside and the sky, the blue sky always makes people feel better, "... I don't like coffee, sweet coffee is also what I hate the most in coffee, sweet and greasy Greasy Americano, frothy, but he likes it, I remember when he was young, his beautiful big eyes were watery, it was hard to refuse, he wanted coffee... I won’t give it, he said, My sister helped me drink it—I chose sweet coffee. After all, he is full of beautiful fantasies about coffee. Although it is very small, I hope he can go well and tell him that coffee is sweet. , the mellow sweetness he likes most...I hope his growth will be smooth sailing, like sweet coffee."

The young man looked at the coffee, the brown liquid, warm and warm.He took a sip of hot coffee slowly, "...Does the First Chief know about us? I'm also very surprised, this kind of strange feeling." He smiled slightly, "I understand."

"Tut,"

"...can I ask two questions?"

"No."

"...Let's just have one, I want to know—who is Jiuzi's ex-boyfriend?"

Something flashed in the woman's eyes, and a chill flashed across her eyes. "I'm sorry I can't answer this question."

Sasaki Kyoyo was still smiling, and sure enough——

"You boy, I advise you that if you dare to treat him badly, you should leave as soon as possible. I will arrange for Jiuzi a gentle girl who is worthy of the wife of the head of the first generation family. He will obediently obey me and marry a wife and have children. And you, I don't like you at all—"

The young man was taken aback when he heard the words. He didn't know why he suddenly felt irritable, as if...something was about to break through.He swayed, and stretched out his hands to support the table to stabilize himself. Unexpectedly, he stood up suddenly, because the speed was too fast, he directly lifted the table, the coffee cup fell, and the brown liquid poured all over the floor. All the guests came here, and Hatsudai Arimori looked at him indifferently, without speaking.

What—whatever I am to him is mine—

He's my own—

Damn first generation——

I want to eat you so badly—saying such disgusting words—

Suddenly, a hand in the depths of his consciousness slowly stretched out to cover his face, it was that white-haired guy again! "Crack—————" the sound of the bones made a sound, mixed with the sound of iron chains, even if he was eaten by me, he should be eaten—he is obviously mine—that cold, with A sweet voice sounded in an uproar.

Sure enough, I'd rather kill you——

In an instant, the young man suddenly came to his senses, and in people's eyes... quickly left.

Sasaki Kyoyo left the cafe and went back directly.

What was he thinking just now? !The first-generation special class... the first-generation special class... He, he actually wanted to eat the first-generation special class, Sasaki leaned against the wall weakly, panting heavily, and clenched his fists, why on earth did he want to eat the first-generation special class?

Damn, damn, I really hate myself like this...

He closed his eyes and fumbled for the keys in his pocket with his fingers.

At this time, the door was suddenly opened.

The boy shook his hand at him, "Is Little Sagi back?"

A strange yet familiar feeling suddenly surged in the young man's heart, as if it was a matter of course.

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