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{☢}— The air swept icicles across his blotchy red cheeks. Even dressed in his woolen jacket the winter permeated his clothes, dousing him in cold. It was nights like these when Kaneki hated hunting, when the thrill of the hunt have way to his numb fingertips and cold toes. He just had to eat and go home.
He had already caught his prey, worked towards ripping out ribs and pushing away stomach and kidneys for the true prize. He pulled the kakuhou out from the midriff in a trail of sinewy tendrils. The organ pulsed in his palm; kagune never liked it when a body dies. It would always give a biological equivalent of a death rattle.
And just as Kaneki began to feast on his putrid delight, he sensed the presence of someone behind him. Didn’t seem like too much of a threat, and as such he continued eating. “I don’t like it when people interrupt my meals,” he said with a mouth full of food.
