Fighting you is like being in jail.

Without hesitation, Leng Chang's eyes turned golden, and he entered the Unique God Mode.

Although this world isn't a magical girl world, the power of the One God still exists. Madoka Kaname's revival of Setsuna Shimazaki proved this; now, all that's needed is to modify the ghouls' recipes.

"I wonder if Kaneki has started washing the seaweed yet."

"But it doesn't matter anymore, it's all the same anyway."

"Some things don't end just because ghouls can eat regular food."

What's meant to happen will happen.

His golden eyes gleamed with a merciless light, as if he had seen the source code of a program, devoid of joy or sorrow.

......

Rental housing.

Kaneki Ken knelt in agony in the living room. He had just returned home from the hospital and discovered that he could no longer eat normal food.

The television next to me was playing news about ghouls.

'Ghouls cannot eat human food; they can only eat humans!'

"Are you kidding me?! Are you kidding me?! I...I'm human, ahhhhh!"

A devastated Kaneki Ken roared, hunger tormenting his nerves relentlessly. His body, kneeling on the ground, trembled violently as he fought against his instincts.

"Hungry, hungry, hungry, hungry—!"

"

He screamed in agony, his fingers digging into his throat, his nails tearing his skin, and blood gushed down his neck.

Unable to tolerate

Undeterred, he picked up the hamburger he had already taken a bite of and forced himself to take another bite with all his might.

suddenly

Instead, it has a familiar taste, sweet and delicious, savory and fresh.

"tasty!"

At this moment, it felt like falling into an ocean of delicious food, with all kinds of ingredients floating and swaying in the waves of flavor.

He devoured the hamburger like a madman, feeling his whole body relax. His trembling body stopped at that moment because of the food, and he licked his lips unsatisfied.

Although I don't know what happened, it seems like I can eat again.

Thinking of something, he stood up from the living room floor, took a deep breath, and walked nervously toward the refrigerator.

Sitting in front of the refrigerator, I reached in and grabbed the cold food inside, then began to eat heartily.

I can't understand what's going on.

Recalling the image of Rize Kamishiro trying to eat him, and thinking about what happened afterward, he immediately felt as if he had been drawn into something terrible.

In the chat group

Leng Chang: Modification complete.

Madoka Kaname: So fast? I needed to locate you when I revived Setsuna...

Leng Chang: Is it possible that precise positioning is more difficult than range modification?

Madoka Kaname: That makes sense!

Hiratsuka Shizuka: What? It's done already? Who made a wish? It couldn't be that terrible wish, could it? Please, no!

Ichiri Goto: The idea of ​​a butt having a sense of smell is terrifying!!

Kitahara Iori: Hehehehe! It's too late to say anything now that it's done!

Black and White Hill: Thank goodness I'm not human.

Madoka Kaname: Stop fooling around, I'm not making a wish.

Hiratsuka Shizuka: Not making a wish? Then how did you do it?

Leng Chang: What else can we do? Can't we just modify the rules?

Ping Jiajing:???

Hiratsuka Shizuka: God! That's amazing!

Shizuka Heike: God! Please give me a boyfriend! I beg you!

Leng Chang: God said that Hachiman Hikigaya is quite good.

Shizuka Hirae: The age difference is too big! PASS

Madoka Kaname: Age is not a problem! As long as there is love, anything is possible.

Homura Akemi: I really want to say that's right, but I'll pass.

Kitahara Iori: So, the ghoul problem has been solved now?

Black and White Hill: That's true. If you think about it carefully, how crazy are ghouls? Many things aren't that simple.

Shizuka Heike: Sigh... I hope none of my students are ghouls.

Leng Chang: Let's go! Let's go to the antique shop for coffee!

Madoka Kaname: Coffee...it's so bitter.

Kitahara Iori: There should be a cake, though it might not taste very good.

Goto Ichiri: That's great! I want to go too...

Hiratsuka Shizuka: I want to go too...

Goto Ichiri: Class begins.

Shizuka Heike: Me too.

Antique coffee shop.

Customers sat scattered throughout the brightly lit shop, while sunlight streamed through the glass walls, illuminating the tables and chairs.

The air was filled with the aroma of coffee, and Touka, dressed in a shop assistant's uniform, stood resting in a corner.

Just a short while ago, she suddenly smelled an aroma other than coffee, which made her eyes widen in surprise. After searching for a moment, she discovered it was the smell of cream on the counter.

"Manager, can you smell it?"

After a long silence, she still couldn't resist her curiosity.

He asked Yoshimura Kozen at the counter.

Yoshimura Kozen, who was rinsing his coffee cup, paused, turned off the tap, and looked up with a kind gaze.

"I can smell it, but I don't know what's causing it yet," he said calmly, wiping his hands with a white cloth.

"Gulu."

The increasingly fragrant aroma made Touka involuntarily swallow, her throat moving as she swallowed air.

Based on her previous experience, she couldn't stand the smell of cake at all, but now she could smell the aroma of cream, which seemed very strange.

jingle

Suddenly, the doorbell rang after the door was pushed open, interrupting their conversation.

Then, Leng Chang, Akemi Homura, Kaname Madoka, Kitahara Iori, and Kuroko Oka, who was being held like a doll by Kaname Madoka, walked in.

Chapter 82 Leng Chang: I'm the riddle teller.

"Wow! I've always wanted to try the coffee here!"

As soon as Leng Chang entered, he ran to the largest table in the room and sat down. He tapped his fingers on the table with great anticipation, his face beaming with happiness, as if he had completed a pilgrimage to a sacred site.

Homura Akemi, Madoka Kaname, and Iori Kitahara, who were behind her, also sat down.

None of the three could understand Leng Chang's feelings at that moment, but they also understood.

What would you like to drink?

"Cappuccino?"

"I think American style is the best."

"Italian style is also good."

"It's all so bitter."

The four of them immediately began to discuss the matter and fell into deep thought.

Madoka Kaname wanted something sweet, but antique desserts were out of the question. Homura Akemi didn't mind, but still tried to avoid anything bitter. Reiji said Italian was too bitter, Americano was inferior to Italian with a touch of water, and cappuccino with milk was definitely not something Wei-chan could make.

In the end, Kitahara Iori didn't have any requests.

At that moment, Touka came up with the menu, her face full of a friendly smile.

"What would you like, ladies?"

"Hmm...coffee with sugar, sweet."

"I want cake and dessert."

"Same."

"Italian style, and another glass of water."

Upon hearing this, Dong Xiang immediately wrote down the order and skillfully walked towards Yoshimura Kozen at the counter.

Not long after, Touka came up with coffee and cake.

When the coffee was placed in front of Leng Chang, his eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he picked up the coffee, took a sip, and smiled.

The moment he tasted it, his dark eyes turned to look at Touka.

The sudden gaze made Touka pause. She was very sensitive to such a look, as if she were being stared at by some terrifying kind of person.

At this moment, Leng Chang spoke up: "You've mistaken salt for sugar."

"How is that possible?" Dongxiang quickly retorted, looking over in surprise.

Leng Chang silently placed the coffee on the table and gently pushed it towards her.

"Try it yourself."

At that moment, Touka's pupils contracted, and she felt like a piece of meat being roasted.

But it doesn't matter!

There are ways to deal with this kind of thing.

"I'm so sorry, I'll get you a new one right away."

Dong Xiang smiled sweetly, quickly picked up her coffee, and ran to Fangcun Gongshan.

After explaining the situation in a few words, Yoshimura Kōzen's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he smiled slightly as he made another cup of coffee.

"We are very sorry, it was our oversight. This cup is definitely correct."

Leng Chang picked it up, took a bite, raised an eyebrow, put it down again, and pushed it towards Fangcun Gongshan.

"?"

Yoshimura Kōzen's eyes flashed with surprise, and at the same time, he became wary, cautiously observing Leng Chang and the others.

CCG?

No, the age doesn't match.

Only the one who spoke was about the same age; the others were all too young.

For a moment, his mind raced, trying to figure out Leng Chang's identity, but one thing was certain: if he didn't try it, this matter wouldn't be over.

Based on his experience, he was certain he hadn't misplaced it.

A seasoned hunter with decades of experience can tell whether he has hit his prey with a single shot; it's an intuition, a honed intuition.

Looking at Leng Chang again, I noticed a look of anticipation and contentment on his face.

Has it been exposed? No! Not yet.