Kaneki walked away from the bakery, deeper into the dark city. The alleys were, as always, the curdling pot from crime, he noted this with distaste. Leaning against the entrance to a seedy alley, Kaneki's sharp eyes easily pierced the darkness. The crime he saw was something that was expected at night-time. Low grunting sounds, the sound of something metal hitting a body, whimpers. A man being brutalized by a gang.
"Corrupted trash deserve to be eaten..." His voice was quiet and cold, even as four crimson, thick, razor-sharp tendrils blasted from his waist, precisely spearing completely through each gang member - piercing through each of their hearts.
The man that had been being brutalized looked up, and scarcely, through the moonlight and snow, he could see the demonic, teeth-filled face of a one-eyed ghoul...His scream was cut off when darkness filled his vision.
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Kaneki wiped his mouth, before glancing down at the unconscious body of the man that had been being beaten. He would be alright...there was no corpse evidence. Completely filled, he disappeared within the shadows...
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Mayumi read the folder, a low humming sound escaping her throat. "Hm..." She muttered, before sitting the file back down onto Akira's desk. "I'm heading home."
