Chapter 94: Rize Is About To Kiss Ryoma??

11th Ward, CCG Branch.

Aogiri Tree's assault left devastation in its wake. The local CCG branch had fallen, and only a few surviving investigators remained, scattered, wounded, barely resisting.

Before Aogiri took control, the 11th Ward had been relatively quiet. After Kamishiro Rize annihilated several high-ranking ghouls who provoked her, Kazuichi Banjou had reluctantly taken leadership. Kind-hearted and soft-spoken, Banjou kept his ward under control. That temporary peace gave CCG the illusion that the 11th didn't need strong oversight.

That illusion shattered the moment Aogiri Tree moved in. With only a handful of senior investigators stationed in the ward, CCG's response was sluggish and underprepared.

Aogiri Tree dispatched a single cadre.

Noroi.

He moved through the branch like a ghost made of blood. Masked in white with jagged teeth carved across the face, he wore a dark red robe and loomed tall over the panicked investigators. Every bullet they fired hit its mark—but it didn't matter.

Noroi didn't flinch.

He was more monster than man. The only reason for that was clear: Noroi had been forcibly fused with Yoshimura's kagune by Eto. His own kagune melded into the structure, turning him into a regenerative tank, a living weapon with an endless appetite.

By now, every investigator capable of wielding a Quinque was dead. The survivors, mostly Rank 3 or Assistant Investigators, were left with Q bullets and blind terror. Their shots bounced off Noroi's body like rain on concrete. He advanced with unrelenting steps, absorbing bullets and devouring them one by one with a massive mouth-like kagune.

The screams never stopped.

Back inside a ruined office, one trembling investigator cowered in a corner. Cold sweat soaked his collar as he dialed headquarters with shaking hands, clutching his pistol like a lifeline.

"CCG Headquarters."

He barely had time to reply before Special Class Investigator Kousuke Houji snatched the receiver.

"This is Houji. Give me a status report."

Only static.

Then came a scream. The sound of the phone hitting the floor. After a brief silence, someone picked it up.

"That was the last one."

A cold, detached voice. Then the line went dead.

Houji's eyes narrowed. His fist clenched around the receiver.

"…Damn it."

The 11th Ward had fallen.

And Aogiri Tree was far more dangerous than anticipated.

...

Elsewhere, Yoshimura and Renji Yomo stepped quietly through a shipping yard on the edge of the 11th Ward. Containers littered the port. Blood was smeared across walls, bodies twisted where they'd fallen.

"It's worse than I expected," Yoshimura murmured.

"This was Aogiri," Yomo said grimly, pulling off his crow-like mask. "Their leader's calling card is everywhere. They call themself the One-Eyed King."

Yoshimura's expression barely changed, but a shadow crossed his eyes.

He already knew. Or at least suspected.

Eto.

But even he didn't realize that the true One-Eyed King was Arima Kisho, hidden in plain sight.

"We're done here. Let's return to the safe zone."

Yoshimura didn't linger. The moment they turned their backs to leave the 11th Ward, another threat made its way to the 20th.

Kazuichi Banjou and his followers.

Under Kirishima Ayato's order, they were dispatched ahead of the main Aogiri force. Their goal was clear: locate the safe zone.

But Banjou had a personal mission. Kamishiro Rize.

He still hadn't forgotten her.

...

At Anteiku, the atmosphere remained calm. At least, for now.

Banjou pushed open the door with uncharacteristic force. His followers flanked him in silence.

His eyes scanned the shop, then landed on her.

Kamishiro Rize.

She was seated with someone. A boy. Their faces nearly touching, locked in a staring contest neither seemed ready to lose.

Banjou's chest tightened. It was jealousy. It burned through him.

"Miss Rize!"

He stomped forward, chest puffed like he still had authority.

Rize didn't even blink. She was still staring at Ryoma.

Her voice was razor cold.

"Move."

Banjou froze. The killing intent was clear in her eyes. He wilted and quietly slinked into the nearest seat.

His subordinates followed suit, not daring to make a sound.

Kamishiro Rize returned her gaze to Kanzaki Ryoma.

The contest resumed.

Banjou couldn't stop himself from studying the boy beside her. There was something unnatural about him. That scent—intoxicating and impossible to mistake. Human. Pure. Perfect.

Rize had always hunted prey like that.

He figured she was just toying with the boy before devouring him.

But what happened next shattered that assumption.

Without warning, Rize leaned in even closer. Her lips hovered just above Ryoma's. Their noses almost touched. One more breath and she would be kissing him.

Banjou's jaw dropped.

She wasn't preparing to eat him.

She was about to kiss him.

And that terrified Banjou more than anything Aogiri ever had.

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