Everyone Expresses Their Support

Ken Kaneki looked at the screen in his hands, recognizing that mask perfectly, so he knew that it was the Crow Master, Kenzo. Right now, Kenzo was torturing a person who had committed many crimes without ever being arrested.

"This is..."

Now that he thinks about it, he remembered Kenzo's suggestion and the question that needed an answer. Looking at this, he believed that those who considered themselves saints were not, and Ghouls did not hunt just to survive but also for fun. No one, not even him, cared if a monster was killed, and he didn't feel much for the death of this stranger. But he seriously questioned whether Ghouls were as bad as they were reproached; are they different from humans?

"No... Ghouls and humans are the same." Everyone reached this conclusion after seeing those horrible transmitted images.

Everyone could do whatever it took to survive, even eat the body of their own child. If one were trapped in a cave, they chose one from the crowd to eat and survive at the gates of hell.

Kenzo wanted to show the world that Ghouls are just an evolved species of humans, nothing different that can be excluded. He wanted everyone to understand, even if not now, they should do it and think that humans are no better than Ghouls.

While Kenzo watched all of this unfold, he smiled slightly knowing that all his plans had worked out. This way, he just needed to wait for the public's opinion; they should understand, and if they don't, he would seek the world he wants in another way and wouldn't consider the innocent guilty.

Akira, who was devouring human flesh, felt that his heart throbbed too hard in his chest. He couldn't explain it, but that sudden pounding of his heart became stronger to the point that he stopped his movements and touched his chest.

"What is happening to me?" Akira wondered as he tried to catch Kenzo's gaze.

"Do you feel it? That's your heart accelerating at an extremely fast speed, pumping blood throughout your body and indicating that you are about to die." Kenzo's words were cold, but they didn't have an unnatural tone at all.

In the end, he would die, no matter how rich he was. This time, he wouldn't be able to escape. This time he would have to prioritize enduring longer so that if he was found by the police later, they could save him. Isn't that the best thing that could happen to him now?

Akira then thought of something. He moved to the side of the stairs.

His hands, body, and mouth were soaked in blood, so feeling the weakness in his body, he rolled down the stairs.

With the extent of the damage to his muscles and other injuries, he shouldn't have been able to move. But at that moment, Akira only felt that he wanted to live.

Nothing else mattered. He just wanted to stay alive!

Even if they sent him to prison, he could still live a life of leisure there for the rest of his life! The worst that could happen is that he would be sentenced to death, but he could avoid that with money! He could spend a large amount of money to bribe the court officials. He had a lot of money, and there were many people willing to die for him!

"I don't want to die, I don't want to, how can I disappear like that?"

Akira rolled down the stairs, breaking his bones and generating brutal wounds on his body. However, he didn't feel much pain. Compared to the intense pain in his muscles when tortured with that poison, the pain of his bones breaking could be ignored.

Surprisingly, he used the same method again. He descended another flight of stairs, crawling like a worm!

"It's a surprise that you can still move with the wounds on your body, but it's a pity for you because with those wounds, surviving at your age is a distant dream... Even without the poison, you've probably caused yourself many internal injuries and are bleeding to death right now." Kenzo said as he walked slowly behind Akira as if he didn't care at all.

Very soon, he was on the ground floor and could see a huge trail of blood left on the floor. Akira's brutal wounds were captured perfectly on the camera, generating that sensation of extreme torture and miserable death.

"Dying is like an end; it's not a worthy punishment for those who have committed crimes deserving of torturous agony for months... It's a pity that I don't have the time or patience to do that. I could only give them this level of torture before the police arrive at my location."

Kenzo, who had received the message that the police were nearby, smiled. He wanted to play more of this performance, but there was no more time to waste. Although he could escape whenever he wanted, being detected in every place he stepped on by security cameras was extremely exhausting.

"But at least this is done..."

...

Watching what was happening, everyone had witnessed this murder.

Akira had lost the ability to move. His last chance depended on whether the police would arrive soon and if he could let Kenzo spare him. But that, for everyone, even for the police, was impossible.

Meanwhile, back at the police station...

"Where are the agents?!" The furious voice of Director Kagura echoed in the police station.

"Reporting to the director, they are all analyzing if there are no more Ghouls in the building."

"They have to enter as soon as possible and capture that guy; we can't let them mock us like this!"

"Yes!"

Kagura hung up the phone. His hands were trembling due to anger, helplessness, and shock.

If they couldn't save Akira, he questioned the integrity and competence of the Tokyo Police Department. His position as director was probably in danger.

"Where is the ambulance?"

"They are waiting on the side; saving Mr. Akigra is something secondary..."

Exactly, being gentle to someone like Akira when there is a Ghoul nearby becomes something secondary, but now they had to value themselves since they were being watched by the whole country.

The live broadcast still focused only on Akira.

The sirens in the live broadcast were getting louder, as if they were already almost there. Those arriving were the Ghoul investigators who had been mobilized from the general department.