Oh yes, we need this.
“What do I do?” cries Niji, hugging her ankles to her chest. It’s not her real name; her real name is Dai. But she chose Niji for herself because it means rainbow, just like her bikaku. Plus, she’s trans.
“You be yourself.”
Niji can’t believe that Tsukiyama Shuu, the Gourmet and one of Goat’s powerful executives, cares about her.
“But Mom and Dad hated me being a girl. They said I should be a boy like I was born.”
“Listen, Niji – that is your name, right?” Tsukiyama settles besides her. “I had a friend once. He introduced himself as Kanae. He was a great friend to me when I was sick and didn’t appreciate him. When my family was slaughtered, Kanae saved my life: and right before Kanae died, she told me her name was Karren. She’d been living her life as a male because her parents would have wanted her to carry on their name. But she wanted to live as the girl she was, and she wanted to confess her love for me.”
“I saw her eyes then. They were free, and beautiful, and in that moment there was nothing more in the entire universe that I wanted than for Karren to be herself.” Tsukiyama wipes his eyes. “If she were here, she’d tell you the same.”
“Really?” Niji’s mouth is open.
“Yes.” Tsukiyama shakes his head. “We live in a world that tells us it’s wrong to be the ghouls we were born to be. We also live in a world that tells us we have to identify with the gender we were born with, or in Karren’s case, the gender her parents wished. We have to change all of those conditions to be free.”
“You think so?” Niji smiles.
“Yes. But you don’t have to transition if you don’t want to yet. Wait until you’re ready. That being said, I can totally give you fashion tips.” Tsukiyama springs to his feet. “Also, FYI, I’m bisexual, so welcome to the LGBTQ ghoul community.”
Niji giggles and accepts Tsukiyama’s outstretched hand.
“Come on, rainbow. I’m giving kids kagune lessons in an hour. Show up.” Tsukiyama winks, and Niji winks back.