Female Ghouls Are Packing a Little Extra

Kaneki Ken sat at a table in one of his favorite coffee shops in all of Tokyo, a small place by the name of Anteiku. A barely touched cup of coffee laid on the table in front of him. It wasn't unusual for Kaneki to ignore his coffee, but it was usually a book that distracted him from his drink. He had a book with him, as he always did, but today, and for the past several days if he was being honest with himself, it was a girl who distracted him.

Or a woman, rather. She was far too well developed to be called a girl. Her breasts visibly strained against the blouse she wore, and her skirt couldn't manage to hide her long legs. Despite these obviously attractive features, Kaneki's naive, pure soul was attracted to her for an entirely different reason. Like he had so often in the past, the woman sat at her cafe table with her coffee untouched, and her nose buried in a book.

For the first time in his 19 years on this planet, Kaneki was seriously considering asking someone out on a date. He had yet to muster the courage to even ask this woman for her name, let alone ask her on a date, but Kaneki felt differently about her than any woman he'd met before. Perhaps he would actually break out of his shell for once and approach her.

Kaneki was so lost in his thoughts he physically jumped out of his chair when a body fell into the chair across the table from him. He glanced up and saw the woman he'd been fantasizing about sitting across from him.

"The Black Goat's Egg?" She read out the title of his book.

"Yes, are you familiar with Takatsuki's work?" He asked, barely managing to stutter out the words as his heart pounded in his chest.

"I've read some of her novels before." The woman gave him an alluring smile that only served to draw Kaneki further under her spell. "She certainly writes about some interesting scenarios." Kaneki was sure he was supposed to respond, but he merely stared at her, enthralled with the knowledge that she too enjoyed the works of his favorite author. "I'm Rize by the way," the woman said. "Rize Kamishiro."

There was an awkward pause before Kaneki realized he was supposed to respond. "Kaneki Ken." He somehow managed to lift a hand for a handshake, but he noticed how violently his arm shook as he extended it.

Rize only smiled that captivating smile and reached out to shake his hand. As she gripped him, Kaneki marveled at how soft her skin was. It was unlike anything he'd ever experienced before.

"We should meet up sometime to discuss Takatsuki's work." Rize said

Kaneki's brain suddenly went into overdrive. "Meet up sometime?" Was that a date, or was she only curious about his taste in literature? Being as naive as he was, Kaneki had no clue how to interpret her suggestion.

"W-Would that be a d-date?" He managed to stammer out.

"It can be if you like it be." Rize responded, her face still graced with an alluring smile.

"I'd like that. A lot actually." Kaneki said.

Rize's lips twitched before she responded. Kaneki wasn't sure exactly what it was, but for a second there it looked like she was almost smirking at his excitement. Kaneki decided to ignore it, and gave into the surreal excitement that was consuming his head.

Kaneki couldn't believe he was actually going on a date with the girl from the coffee shop, Rize Kamishiro.