I, Rin Kamishiro, the ace CCG investigator, was born anorexic.
Until I bumped into the silver-haired pastry chef who was "processing ingredients" at the entrance of the alley on a rainy night.
Her spoon was dripping with blood, but her smile was as sweet as sugar: "Miss Investigator, would you like a piece of cake?"
I should have killed her with one shot - if my son hadn't lost control and ran away in front of her.
"We... Are the same kind." She wiped off the blood stains on my lips with a playful look in her eyes.
Later, all ghouls in Tokyo knew:
The beautiful investigator with long, straight black hair and the gentlest pastry chef in District 20 became each other's accomplices.
I couldn't eat any human food, but I was greedy for the warmth of her fingertips.
When the CCG's gun is pointed at her, when the ghoul stabs at me,
We stood back to back in the middle of the rift between two worlds.
"Hey, Rin." She turned around and asked me amid the hail of bullets, "If I like you... Does that count as a traitor to humanity?"
[Cool Investigator
