LOL.
“Here’s CCG. Or, what’s left of us.”
Shinohara recognizes Marude, Ui, Mado Akira and Amon Koutarou, and a very disgruntled – and white-haired – Takizawa Seidou. Kiyoko is in a wheelchair, Mougan behind her. Ah, and there is Iwao’s son, besides Kuki’s son.
The Quinx Squad is behind Kuki, or so Shinohara assumes. They look fully human right now.
He can’t believe so much has happened. Arima a ghoul, Yoshitoki a ghoul, cooperation with ghouls to save a city.
“Suzuya!” A white-haired young man races towards them, holding pudding aloft.
Shinohara chuckles past the ache of his missing colleagues. Suzuya’s face brightens as the man reaches them.
Shinohara squints. He knows that man.
“Good god, is that the centipede ghoul? Who let this crazy bastard in here?” Shinohara exclaims. But his tone is light – no one who gives Juuzou pudding can be all bad, right?
“I was an investigator for the past few years, thank you very much. Kaneki Ken.” The ghoul holds out his hand. “Former First-Class. Now One-Eyed King. It’s all very confusing.”
“Of course it is,” sings a pretty young woman. She marches to Kaneki’s side. “I’m his wife, Touka.”
“She was Rabbit,” Suzuya says, mouth full of pudding.
“Huh?” Shinohara frowns. She does look familiar, doesn’t she?
“Hey, Kaneki, don’t take all the ghoulification credit, you bastard.” Takizawa waves to Shinohara, proudly showing two kakugans. Behind him, Amon Koutarou displays the same, even as Akira Mado slips her arm around his waist.
“What the hell?!”
