Tokyo Ghoul Touka Novels & Stories

Gojo included Rrota Yuu. "I... It's not true; I don't know what you're talking about!" Raia denied it while trying to distance himself. Gojo smiled and slowly changed his appearance as if something wanted to break free from within him, and he lost the proper form of a person. Raia quickly moved away from him, feeling his nerves escalating and wanting to get away from him. "Really? But your memories are back, aren't they?" he asked. Raia's eyes widened as he realized that there was no doubt that Mr. Gojo was just like Mr. Rayven. And now, his appearance confirms that he is also a ghoul.

With their combined efforts, Thea, who had been in great pain, felt a surge of warmth and unleashed a stronger Anonymous Gas. Her other main self that was severed gradually mended, instantly turning the tide of the battle. Outside the battlefield, Cosimeon, Taichu, and Yiulia anxiously watched the scene unfold. Taichu clenched her fists in fury and grumbled, “Although Marius is annoying, he is still my husband. How can I let him be tortured and humiliated? Goyo, you bastard! You’ve overstepped!” After expressing her dissatisfaction, Taichu transformed into a beam of light and charged at the Pantheon Nexus.

Wham! The masked woman slapped the man. At once, his cloth mask was knocked off. If Alex Rockefeller was here, he would have recognized this man who was none other than Frank Accardo’s son, Heath Accardo! “Bastard, your head is filled with garbage!” The masked woman was an envoy from Gokudo Soshiki. Her real name was Maiko Chiba.

Laila was forced back three steps, her boots leaving deep ruts in the gravel, her arms vibrating with a dull, sickening numbness that she hadn't felt since the Bank of England. Takashi didn't give her a second to recover. He lunged forward, his long naginata slicing through the air in a horizontal cut aimed directly at her unprotected throat. The steel blade was no longer humming with a blue electrical current; it was coated in a thick, oily black smoke that carried the unmistakable, suffocating clicking sound of the First Soul Eater.

No way to block the entrance. Her chest tightened when a shadow fell over the opening. Then another. And another. Taffy’s breath hitched as the pale faces of the ghouls slowly appeared above the mouth of the burrow, peering down at them. Their heads tilted in unnatural jerks. Their jaws twitched. Strings of black saliva dripped from their teeth and pattered onto the dirt beside her. She clamped both hands over her mouth to keep from screaming. Their eyes found her. Empty.

Holding him by the arm, I asked gritting with so much concern. “I’m fine.” He muttered casually removing my hand from his arm. “Don’t mind me, we still have to take care of that creature, whatever that is.” “What is that?” Soraya looked disgusted by the presence of such devil. “Diwata said it’s a winged-ghoul, some sort of a flying vampire than can sever its upper torso from its legs.” I replied basically telling her what Diwata just explained earlier. “What happened?” Idris groaned talking to Soraya.

Rokurō even fucking bowed like the lapdog he is. “I don’t want to kill you, daughter.” Takashi sighed like this was some hardship for him as he drew his blade. “I am no daughter of yours. I renounce any and all ties to you, Takashi Hatake. And when I kill you, I will see your yakuza burn to the ground.” I declared.

They stand out from the others due to their outfits but thank God, they didn't show their tattoos. It was easy to spot them from the crowd so I approach them. They probably can't recognize us since we dress to blend in with the other tourist. They speak in Japanese and thinking I won't be able to understand them I replied, "shita ni kiotsu kero! Kono kuso yarou !! shini tai-no?!" (Watch your tongue! you fucker! Wanna die?!) They were quite shocked by the challenge I give but it was not long until they realize who they're talking to. They bow their head and apologize to me. Apparently, they didn't receive the notice that we will dress up as tourists and expect us to come like a mafia member.

She scrolls through while reading their names. “Bitan… Furuōgi… Rokurokubi… no wait maybe it’s in the other folder.” She says and switches to the other folder to search for it. “Here it is!” she says while comparing the photo of a Tako nyūdō to the tentacle monster that they had encountered. [Author’s Note: Tako nyūdō is an octopus like yokai which is quite similar to the one they encountered… The octopus is a direct translation for Tako. I don’t know what the other thing means to be honest.]

Mia pov I saw myself walking it was so dark just like I couldn't see anything, I found myself sitting on a throne, and I noticed so many humans standing in front of me bowing, I felt so speechless that i didn't comprehend of what to say I appear seeing Toshiba in the mist standing and staring at me I look behind me and noticed a man standing, i strive getting close however it was as if no point, I noticed his eyes blue in color and I observed myself falling into it, I stood up taking walks nearer and nearer to him that when I saw his face. I felt like I simply met with the most handsome human on earth. I brought my hands up to contact him. However, he turned into dust. I look round and notic