”Kureo, that body on the ground…
it should be Big Madam, right?”
Amidst the heavy silence, Shinohara Yukinori looked at the unrecognizable mass trampled beneath Kenji’s feet and questioned Mado Kureo.
”Yeah.”
Mado Kureo gave a flat, detached response.
His gaze lingered on Big Madam’s completely crushed skull, his eyes narrowing into fine slits.
”Sir, you were probably in the Fifth Ward two days ago, weren’t you?”
Mado Kureo stared at Kenji, his knuckles whitening slightly around the handle of his Quinque.
Big Madam’s current, gruesome condition was a mirror image of the ghoul he had discovered in District 5 two days prior—the one who had been beaten to death with raw, blunt force.
This striking similarity naturally triggered a deep suspicion within him regarding the identity of the young man standing before them.
Could this man be the exact same mysterious entity who had surfaced in District 5?
To beat a C-rate ghoul to death with bare hands already transcended the baseline boundaries of a normal human.
Yet, a mere two days later, this same person was capable of completely, effortlessly breaking an S-rate ghoul like Big Madam in a direct confrontation?
Were they truly the same person?
Even someone as analytical as Mado Kureo couldn’t definitively bridge the gap between the two incidents.
Thus, he could only throw out a probing question to test the waters.
Watching Kureo’s white-knuckled grip on his weapon, Shinohara didn’t press for details, though his internal guard spiked significantly.
”District 5?
Sure, probably.
That place was quite a chaotic mess,” Kenji replied casually, before slowly hoisting his white longsword.
Seeing his weapon move, the two remaining S-rate ghouls violently unleashed their Kagune, snapping them forward in a desperate defensive guard as they stared at Kenji in absolute panic.
Shinohara and Kureo didn’t dare lower their guard either.
Their Quinques remained fully deployed, both veteran investigators observing Kenji with hyper-vigilant precision.
Kenji didn’t spare a single glance for the four entities tracking him; his operational rhythm didn’t stutter for a microsecond.
The longsword sliced cleanly through the air.
Big Madam’s heavily mangled, twitching fingers finally stilled.
Roll, thud, thud—
Propelled by the blade’s sheer kinetic momentum, her crushed skull rolled slowly across the concrete, its velocity gradually decaying until it came to a dead stop directly in front of the white-haired boy curled tightly in the deepest corner of the room.
Big Madam’s ruined, unrecognizable visage rested face-to-face with the child.
The boy’s tiny frame shuddered violently before locking up into absolute, rigid paralysis.
[Ding!
The host has killed an S-rate Ghoul!
Rewarded: 1x S-Grade Treasure Chest!
Congratulations to the host for executing a crucial canon character: Big Madam!
Obtained: 3.7% World Force!]
[Character Dossier: Big Madam]
A prominent supporting character in Tokyo Ghoul.
An S-rate Bikaku ghoul possessing a colossal, heavily armored tail.
She operated the notorious underworld Ghoul Restaurant in District 7.
Biologically male, he adopted Juuzou Suzuya to satisfy his deeply depraved, twisted psychosexual desires, forcibly castrating the child to preserve his prepubescent features.
Big Madam is the absolute, fundamental architect behind Juuzou Suzuya’s fractured, hyper-violent psychological state.
Kenji possessed zero interest in human authorities; his parameters were strictly calibrated to slaughtering ghouls.
Of course, if any human possessed the suicidal audacity to stand in his path and compromise his harvest, they wouldn’t be handled any differently than a ghoul.
Zheng!
Without wasting a single syllable on dialogue, Kenji pointed the blood-slicked tip of his sword directly at the two remaining ghouls.
In a blinding flash of motion, his silhouette vanished cleanly from his position.
”That bastard is coming for us!
Get behind the CCG investigators!
Let them protect us!”
Seeing Kenji blitzing toward them, the two S-rate ghouls broke out into a cold, paralyzing sweat.
Driven by sheer survival panic, they sprinted directly toward Shinohara and Mado Kureo.
”We surrender!
We consent to being locked away by the CCG!
Hurry up and block this absolute psy—”
Pfft-chist!
Before the Bikaku ghoul could even articulate the final syllable of his plea, he instinctively twisted his head back, only to watch his massive tail get severed clean through by Kenji’s white steel.
But when he frantically scanned his immediate perimeter to locate the source of the strike, Kenji’s physical form was nowhere to be seen.
”Watch out!” his Koukaku companion roared at the top of his lungs, desperately screaming a warning.
The Bikaku ghoul’s pupils constricted to microscopic pinpricks.
In his peripheral vision, he realized Kenji had already manifested directly in front of his chest, holding his longsword in a reverse grip.
SHUCK!
The pristine white blade drove straight into his throat, piercing completely through the back of his neck.
A cold, razor-sharp smirk stretched across the corners of Kenji’s lips.
Channeling immense, explosive leverage into his forearm, he violently wrenched the blade downward.
In a fraction of a millisecond, the S-rate ghoul’s entire physical structure was split cleanly in half by Kenji’s downwards cleave.
[Ding!
The host has killed an S-rate Ghoul!
Rewarded: 1x S-Grade Treasure Chest!
Obtained: 1% World Force!]
Splatter—
A massive volume of crimson blood rained violently across the masonry, transforming the entire third floor into a literal Asura playground.
”What astronomical execution speed!”
”What terrifying, unadulterated combat instinct!”
Witnessing the sequence unfold in real-time, Shinohara Yukinori and Mado Kureo were completely paralyzed by astonishment, their eyes widening in absolute disbelief.
Shinohara, in particular, was a heavily decorated veteran within the CCG’s upper echelons, an elder statesman who had long since achieved the coveted rank of Special Class Investigator.
His personal lethality was considered the absolute pinnacle of human enforcement capabilities.
Yet, all of that institutional power was fundamentally tethered to the Quinque in his hands.
Ghouls relied on their biological Kagune, and investigators relied on weapons engineered from harvested Kakuhou organs.
That was the absolute, unyielding foundation of their martial parameters.
Yet, this lone young man before them had achieved this precise tier of cataclysmic demolition relying strictly on an ordinary steel sword.
This single variable proved that his physical constitution had entirely broken past the established biological limits of a human being.
Could this guy…
be a genetic anomaly on the same tier as Kishou Arima?
Shinohara and Kureo rapidly locked eyes, the exact same chilling realization manifesting simultaneously in both of their minds.
After processing the Bikaku ghoul into paste, his predatory focus locked onto the final, solitary monster left in the room.
”Don’t come near me!
DON’T COME ANY CLOSER!!”
Sensing Kenji’s freezing gaze shifting onto his position, the remaining Koukaku ghoul felt a crushing, absolute wave of despair completely swallow his consciousness.
He would infinitely prefer to engage both Special Class CCG investigators simultaneously than spend another microsecond facing this human anomaly!
This creature wasn’t a man!
By now, Shinohara and Kureo had fully collected their senses, processing the gravity of the situation.
Shinohara took the initiative, stepping forward as he spoke in a booming, commanding tone: “Sir, we are official operators of the CCG.
I am Special Class Investigator Shinohara Yukinori, and this is my colleague, Associate Special Class Investigator Mado Kureo.”
Kenji completely ignored Shinohara’s introduction, taking a slow, measured step toward the cowering ghoul.
The tip of his longsword dragged lazily against the concrete floor, producing a screeching, metallic scrape that sent a trail of bright orange friction-sparks dancing into the dark air.
Processing and locking away ghouls was the institutional mandate of the CCG.
But what did their bureaucracy have to do with him?
His objective upon dropping into this world was beautifully simple: slaughter every single ghoul until the ledger was clean.
The Koukaku ghoul watched Kenji advance step by step.
His features contorted into a pathetic, distorted mask of raw terror, and heavy tears cascaded uncontrollably from his wide eyes.
Observing the weeping monster, Kenji’s expression remained perfectly unreadable, but his grip around the hilt of his blade tightened significantly.
So, ghouls are capable of feeling absolute terror too.
It’s a shame that little girl in the subterranean cage couldn’t be here to witness this.
While Kenji had indeed inherited the lethal, unyielding combat doctrine of the Heavenly Tyrant—rendering him a ruthlessly efficient executioner—it didn’t mean his psyche was an exact replica of Toji Fushiguro.
At the very least, his emotional spectrum remained far richer.
Seeing an apex predator weeping and losing control of its faculties out of sheer terror for him, he genuinely wished the mutilated children locked in the cells below could see this exact image.
Faced with Kenji’s relentless, measured approach, the S-rate ghoul backed away step by step until his shoulder blades slammed into the solid masonry.
He was completely out of real estate.
Shinohara’s brow furrowed heavily at the scene.
Normally, any human citizen encountering high-ranking CCG operators would immediately cede the floor and let official channels assume operational control.
Furthermore, the intelligence grid for this raid had been fundamentally compromised.
This surviving S-rate ghoul likely possessed critical institutional data regarding the underworld’s networks.
Consequently, securing this asset alive for interrogation was infinitely more valuable to humanity than letting it be turned into a corpse.
With that tactical objective in mind, Shinohara took a firm step forward, placing his armored frame directly between Kenji and his prey.
He locked his gaze onto Kenji, enunciating every single syllable with absolute authority:
”Sir, this ghoul is now officially under the jurisdiction of the CCG.
Stand down and let us handle it!”
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