New readers... I'm not ashamed to say that you probably wouldn't be able to find the previous version that holds 85th chapters of this story sooo, maybe in the future when I'm able to upload all of them to a different site... Or better yet my own site (for that, I need developer & a designer + someone who knows back end, front end 🥹 help me for free) [Check out auxiliary chapter, that might answer your uncalled questions]
And for the existing readers, I'm not ashamed to say that I feel sad about your precious stones being wasted, however, this will act as a compensation!
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Chapter starts....
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"I... I understand..."
Nashiro flinched at Kamishiro Rize's sharp tone and piercing stare. The hunger that had momentarily clouded her judgment faded as she forced herself to calm down.
At the same time, something startled her even more—she had never realized how incredibly delicious Ryoma's flesh was.
But it made sense now. She wasn't a ghoul before. Only after the transformation did her senses sharpen, revealing truths she'd never perceived as human.
"Just lie down and rest. You'll recover gradually," Ryoma said gently.
"Okay."
Nashiro obeyed, lying back on the bed.
She could feel it clearly now—her kakuhou was repairing itself. Slowly, but steadily.
Her regenerative ability had completely failed when her kakuhou was damaged, but now Ryoma's blood and flesh were working from within, mending what was broken. His body... it wasn't like any human's.
What exactly was he?
"Thank God... she's going to be alright," Kurona whispered, seated at the bedside, clutching Nashiro's hand tightly. Her tears came without warning, spilling freely down her cheeks.
She had been so terrified.
If she had lost Nashiro...
Her grip tightened.
Then she turned toward Ryoma, her eyes layered with emotion. "Thank you. For everything."
Even if Ryoma had been the one who injured Nashiro, Kurona wasn't blind to the truth. He had held back. If he had gone all out, neither she nor Nashiro would've survived.
And when they were discarded like trash by the man they once called "father," Ryoma was the one who saved them.
Kurona found it hard to believe she still instinctively thought of Kanou Akihiro as "father." Could someone like him even be called that?
"It's nothing. After all, we're classmates... and now, colleagues too," Ryoma replied with a light smile.
"Colleagues?"
Kurona scoffed bitterly. "That's impossible."
She knew exactly what he meant—working at the CCG—but she and Nashiro were ghouls now. The RC gates would detect them in seconds.
"Who says it's impossible? Once Nashiro recovers, I'll take both of you to report in."
Ryoma's voice was light but confident.
"You're crazy. We'd never pass through the RC scanners," Kurona said flatly.
"Trust me. You'll see."
Ryoma didn't explain further, but the certainty in his voice made her pause.
"Fine," she muttered. "I'll wait and see just where that confidence of yours comes from."
After everything they'd been through together, she was starting to believe him more than she wanted to admit.
"Hey, Kurona... where are we? Is this Ryoma's home?" Nashiro asked, still groggy but more alert now.
"Yeah. This is his place."
Kurona's tone dipped coldly. "As for 'father'... forget him. He's nothing."
"What? Why?"
Nashiro hadn't been awake to witness what happened.
"He abandoned us. Said saving you would be a waste of time. We didn't matter to him at all."
Kurona's voice shook but she forced herself to stay steady. "He used us, Nashiro. Everything he told us... I think he killed our real father and just fed us lies so we'd accept the experiments."
They had been told their father was murdered by the CCG. That was what Kanou had said, manipulating their grief into hatred to make them compliant.
But now? Kurona didn't believe a word of it.
"I can't believe it..." Nashiro whispered, her eyes distant.
"Believe it. He's not our father. He never was. Just a monster who used us."
Kurona's voice cracked at the end.
Nashiro couldn't find the strength to reply. Her heart was too heavy. Her eyes slowly closed again, not from pain, but from the weight of truth.
[Ding! Host has completed Option 3: Help the Yasuhisa sisters escape from the trap of Kanou Akihiro. Reward: 100 fusion points!]
The system's message echoed in Ryoma's mind.
They were free now—no longer trapped by lies.
But Ryoma knew he couldn't leave them with a false understanding either.
"Your real father... he wasn't killed by Kanou."
Both sisters looked at him.
"That event's still shrouded in mystery, but Kanou wasn't involved."
Ryoma stopped there. He wasn't ready to tell them everything. The truth touched on CCG's own buried secrets. For now, it was better they didn't know.
"The past doesn't matter anymore," Kurona said quietly. "All that matters is Nashiro's safe."
She was done chasing answers. She was just tired now.
Then her eyes met Ryoma's again.
"You held back at the Ghoul Restaurant, didn't you? Even though you injured Nashiro... if you'd really wanted to kill us, we never would've made it out."
Ryoma didn't answer, but she didn't need him to.
"Nashiro and I are ghouls. To CCG investigators, we're enemies. So why did you help us?"
From the very beginning, he hadn't shown any disgust. Not even hesitation. He treated them like people—like equals.
She needed to know.
Or maybe...
She just wanted to hear the answer she'd already hoped for.
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