[Tokyo Ghoul] Shuko's Daily Handbook

The first generation Jiuzi may be stupid and cute, but he is definitely not just stupid, let alone a fool.

He is also a normal person, he will be quiet and indifferent, even in normal times, everyone's impression of him exists only on the surface.Kirishima Touka knew, knew how frightening this weak-looking ghoul cub was when it went berserk.His prey is what he learned in the experiment, it is comparable to the prey of wild beasts, the cooperation of claws and fangs, tearing the flesh of the prey, causing them to suffocate to death.However, his current body is too weak to be called a normal ghoul at all, perhaps he may not even be comparable to ordinary soldiers in terms of strength.

too weak.

Kirishima Touka has seen everything that the first generation of Jiuzi has done in the past few days.

Picky eaters, stubborn temper, all focus on a black-haired human.

I don't know what the bean sprouts that look like a weak chicken can do to impress people.

The first generation Jiuzi actually stayed by his side like a human being.

The first generation Jiuzi has not eaten meat for a long time, whether it is human or ghoul.

The scariest thing was when he was hungry.

Kirishima Touka looked at the flashing phone screen, and dialed the boy's phone number, only to hear a busy tone.Kirishima Touka narrowed her eyes dangerously, that brat dared not answer her phone...

The first generation of Jiuzi didn't really not answer the phone on purpose, because he is now facing a huge problem, is the phone swollen if he can't find it? "Ah, where did that stupid phone go? Every time it hides, it's so stupid that it doesn't know how to jump into the backpack by itself."

Stupid mobile phone, stupid mobile phone, stupid mobile phone... The first generation Jiuzi who was thinking endlessly noticed the faint sound of music in the bedside cabinet.The phone is probably in there, right?He guessed, rummaged through the cabinet, and soon found a mobile phone, which was not his. "Ying? Who is Ying? No matter what, hang up first. If you have something to do, wait until Xiaoyan wakes up."

"Where did the phone go?"

【The phone is actually in your pocket, stupid Jiuzi】

After being reminded by the author, Stupid Jiuzi really found the phone from his coat pocket, opened the keyboard, and then he found the missed call.So the whole person is not well. "Dong... A call from Dong Xiang? Oooohoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh, I'm dying, I really can’t survive this time." It was Dong Xiang’s call. covered his face.Ah la, he has really seen Dong Xiang's violence.

"Ding dong" the phone made a sound.

It was a text message from Touka Kirishima, written in bold bold on the white screen. 【Damn kid, I have to go to Mr. Sifang for training tonight.If you don't train, you will die miserably. If you don't answer my phone call, we will settle it tomorrow. 】

fortunately.

Fortunately in misfortune.

The first generation Jiuzi exhaled, and he turned his head to look at Kaneki Ken who was still sleeping on the bed.Slowly stood up and walked over, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he was working hard for Xiaoyan.He changed into his usual shirt and slacks, wrote a message on a sticky note with a pen, and then kissed Kaneki Ken's forehead—it was a parting kiss full of Jiuzi's love.Bounce away.

Mr. Sifang mentioned by Dong Xiang is named Sifang Lianshi.Although he is usually taciturn, he is indeed a careful and gentle man. Moreover, the most important thing is that he is very strong, and he usually trains the first generation Jiuzi's taijutsu.

This is probably an abandoned factory.The man combed his silver hair meticulously. He took off his coat and only wore a white round neck vest underneath.He has a very handsome face, a very masculine handsome, tall and straight, with well-defined muscles and explosive power.

Seeing that the first generation of Jiuzi had put down his backpack and taken off his coat, he didn't say anything more. "let's start."

A shadow of a fist brushed across the man's hair and punched fiercely at the side of his face. Sifang glanced sideways, and quickly, accurately, and firmly grabbed the boy's wrist, kicked across the air, and Jiuzi turned over. The figure flashed past, broke away from Sifang's hand, and struck from behind him again, his fingers pinched Sifang's shoulder blades tightly, and the other hand tried to twist Sifang's neck. "The strength is not enough, the speed has increased slightly, and the reaction is not bad."

"The strength is too weak." The man's broad palm pulled the boy's hand away, threw him away, and smashed him against the stone wall.The stone wall collapsed, and the broken stones were crushed on Jiuzi's body.

Jiuzi slowly got up from the ground, his arms supporting the ground suddenly lost strength, softened, and fell to the ground again.With a disheveled look, he looked very embarrassed, "Ahem..." He coughed a few times, panting heavily, and large drops of sweat mixed with plaster fell from his forehead.The man reached out to him and pulled him up.Sifang took two bottles of mineral water, two towels and a pack of meat wrapped in oiled paper from the backpack.After throwing the water, towel and oiled paper bag to Jiuzi, he wiped his face and neck alone, and gulped water.

Jiuzi felt his body was sticky and disgusting. After taking a few sips of water, he poured the water directly over his head and wiped it with a towel. His whole body was drenched like a drowned rat.He wiped his drenched black hair with a towel, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhh! Xiaolian, I have a cold. QaQ" He poked the oiled paper bag, and then opened it to find a piece of meat.Raw meat, human flesh or maybe ghoul meat.

"Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow

After finishing the meat with a huff, Jiu Zi looked like a chipmunk, his cheeks were bulging and moving, and his eyes turned into intoxicated star eyes.Jiuzi doesn't like to tear the flesh directly from people, the blood splashed on his face is still warm and sticky, which reminds him of his mother.

……

After the training, Jiuzi jumped happily.

The store manager slowly came out of the darkness, and appeared beside Sifang without a sound.

"How is the child?"

"Two years ago, he might be able to draw with the current Dong Xiang, and he could quickly improve his strength in actual combat; now, apart from a slight increase in speed, his strength has more than doubled compared to two years ago." Si Fanglian Put on your coat and put it on slowly.

The gentle smile on the store manager's face gradually calmed down, "He hasn't eaten for more than half a year, and he has been eating human food for the past six months."

The man silently watched the young man's back as he walked away happily, without saying a word.

"Since I picked up this child when he was ten years old, I almost watched him grow up. According to Dong Xiang, he recently had a boyfriend who seems to be half human and half ghoul."

"Where's Dong Xiang?"

The store manager couldn't help but smile when he heard Sifang's question, "That child, I was afraid that Jiuzi would worry about that boyfriend named Kaneki Ken, so I went to see it a long time ago, and when I brought Kaneki Ken back, I was still losing my temper .Now it’s time to go home.” When Touka Kirishima met the first generation of Jiuzi, he was nothing more than a paper tiger with a sharp mouth and a tofu heart.

Kirishima Touka was lying on the bed with her arms covering her eyes, but she was not asleep.

"Ding Dong"

The phone rang slightly.

【Dong Xiangsang, thank you for taking care of Xiao Yan】

"Hey, you are indeed a brat." Although he said so, the corners of his mouth still couldn't help but curl up slightly. That little idiot, paired with a deadly weak bean sprouts, this combination is hopeless up.

When will that dead brat grow up?

When can she be at ease?

Perhaps, the first time I saw him, I wanted to protect him.

Just like Xuandu when she was a child, she closed her eyes and gradually fell asleep in this quiet night.

The author has something to say: ＝＝＝＝＝＝＝Small Theater＝＝＝＝＝Cute＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝

The first generation of Jiuzi: la la la today I ate meat and meat, I am so happy that I will give Xiao Yan meat to eat tomorrow

Kaneki Ken: In this chapter, I did not describe it positively! ?

Sifang Lianshi, store manager: passing by

Kirishima Touka: Whoops, dead bean sprouts

The author is posting on the mobile phone for the first time today.. What’s wrong? Don’t mind if the author is still cute. The next chapter is stupid Kaneki Ken who wants to be black and hungry (?). There is no reward for guessing right, so you won't give Ni Meng a chance to torture the author's fungus