3 3. My childhood friend is One-Eyed Owl

"Yosh, learning complete." Yorimitsu wakes up after he wakes up. He tried to move for a while before feeling that his body become inexplicably used to Eto's movement. If they fought again, it should be his quice victory.

"But to think that I can see Eto when she is a kid...It's really unbelievable." He sighed.

At the same time, he thoughts about what he should do about Eto. It would be too wasteful to meet the big boss when she was a loli and do nothing. At least Yorimitsu thought he should befriend to her or teach her something so that she did not become as brutal as in the original work.

"Well, let's think about it the next time I meet her." He thought. Then prepared to leave his home and find a new target to fight with.

However, just as he stepped out of his home, his nose caught a familiar smell, coupled with a warning from his instincts, it made him realize that there was someone attacking him and made him dodge in no time.

A projectile kagune with a size of an adult arm destroyed the place where he used to stand and his home, making Yorimitsu shout loudly.

"My home!" He screamed before looking at the familiar figure standing not far away. "Really, you not attack me but destroy my house, and right after you just lost to me? More importantly, how could you find me in the first place?"

"Oh, did Mr. Lancer somehow forget that ghoul has a very sensitive nose? It's not that hard to track someone we've just met, especially if that person has a peculiar smell."

"Peculiar smell? That sounds like I'm a smelly person, and by the way, stop calling me Lancer already!" He yelled. "Also, help me fix my home too. Do you have any idea how long I use to build this place!"

"It shouldn't be that long since it looks so ugly like an animal liar." She said noncommittally. "But as you said, it's my fault, so I suppose I should rebuild it, but after I killed you."

Then, she pointed her ukaku atYorimitsu and charged at him as if she was trying to slice him to pieces.

"An exercise after a nap is also a good idea" Yorimitsu also revealed his kagune with a spark generated on it. "Let's start round two."

.....

"Really, just this?" Yorimitsu asked Eto whose limbs has been cut off "You sure talk big for someone who getting sliced like sashimi right after the fight starts."

"Damm it, how come you become this strong? It was just a couple of hours after that fight. Did you hold back last time?" Eto gnashing her teeth, even she could do nothing when lost all of her arms and legs. she would have died if it wasn't for her strong physique.

"No, I'm just a fast learner"

"Do you intend to let me believe that kind of nonsense?" The green-haired girl sneered.

"Oh, why nowadays people don't believe the truth anymore?" He sighed in an exaggerated way before picking his kagune shards that looked like a scalpel and pointing them near the girl's eye. "Forget it. Let's talk about something more interesting. What should I do to you, gouge your eyes out, or fried your brains alive?"

"..." This time Eto did not fight back but looked at him silently. In her eyes, Yorimitsu saw resignment, and something he did not expect to find, pain and fear.

"Ah, my be I've gone too far this time, I'm just kidding. Sorry, sorry" The boy spoke, realizing that Eto at this moment was just a kid and her mind did not become so twisted as it was shown in the manga.

Then, under the girl's wide eyes, he stuck those limps back to where they should be. Although Eto did not have the same regeneration speed as ghouls with rinkaku, her wounds still stop bleeding with her arms and legs attached back.

"What on earth do you want actually?" Eto asked, she did not show any resistance after she got her limbs back because the wounds did not fully heal yet, not to mention she cannot beat this guy.

"I just want to be your friend"

This answer seems to be something that sounds pretty ridiculous to the girl. She was stunned for a moment before sneering. "I did not know before that friends will cut off each other limbs."

"That's your fault, you are the one who starts this mess in the first place." He said and reach his hand out. "I'm serious. The one-eyed ghouls are too rare, you are the first one I met. It would be a pity if you just died like this. So, what do you think?"

Eto looked at the hand that reached forward, there was some hesitation in her eyes. It was as Yorimitsu said, being a one-eyed ghoul sometime did make her feel lonely. It would be a lie if she said she did not attack Yorimitsu the first time because she felt interested in him.

"Then, let's become a friend, at least for now, Mr. Lancer. My name is Yoshimura Eto, nice to meet you."

"Stop calling me Lancer already. I also have a name, Miyamoto Yorimitsu." He said, for fear that if he was called by that name, he will kill himself in the future. "Nice to meet you then, Yoshimura."

"Don't call me by that name." A trace of hatred flashed in her eyes, which reminded Yorimitsu that Eto held a grudge against her own father, Yoshimura Kuzen, because he killed her mother.

It cannot be said that it is Kuzen's fault. Eto's mother was a journalist who tried to reveal the existence of V and having Eto in her belly, which puts her on V's killing list. In the end, Kuzen had to kill her in exchange for V's stopping pursuit and letting Eto live. However, Eto still hated Kuzen even though she knew the truth.

"All right, sorry." Yorimitsu did not intend to meddle in this topic so he just brushed it off. "Guess I'll have to call you Eto."

Two of them did not speak anything after that. They looked at each other quietly before Eto spoke. "Then...what's next, are we friends now?."

"How on earth should I know?" Yorimitsu rolled his eyes. He never had a friend before...not counting his previous life, but he still had no idea what to do when it comes to a girl that was a ghoul. "Let's start with clean my home."

"For some reason, I start to regret being your friend." She strangely looked at him but still complied with his words. The two children started to clean up the mess from their fight. They tidy up Yorimitsu's house before the girl picked up one of the quinque suitcases from the floor and asked. "Why do you keep this many quinque. As a souvenir?"

"As a weapon of course." He answered.

"Why use them since we already have ours?" She scoffed off, clearly not satisfied with his answer.

"Don't forget you just lose to me." He said. "Twice."

"I will get stronger," She gritted her teeth. "Definitely."

"Whatever," He did not take her word seriously. "Come to think of it, you just destroy most of my weapons, how about we go to find some doves to fight tomorrow? You can have all the corpses. I want only their quinque."

As a man and as a grown-up(although just his soul), he thought it was his duty to take a lead in some cases so their relationship did not become too stiff and to let them become familiar with each other.

"Really? That's great!" It appeared that Eto as a kid was still very pure, just some simple suggestion could make her eyes glow with excitement. "I will inform my guardian before meeting you here tomorrow."

"Guardian..." Her words reminded him of Noro, the ghoul that Kuzen entrusted her to. In the original work, he was a quiet ghoul with a tall statue with long black hair and always wearing a mask featuring a huge mouth and thick black lips. It said that he become insane because of some reason.

This made Yorimitsu tempted to meet him when he was normal but quickly shook off this thought because he did not know how Noro will react when he faced Eto's 'friend'.

The two chatted with each other about some unimportant matters before parting shortly afterward.

"A friend? What a nostalgic word." Yorimitsu leaned his back on the tunnel wall, looking at the gloomy ceiling that was darker than the darkest night. This word reminded him of the time when he was still a human.

People will know how precious something was only after they lost it. Yorimitsu was the same, after becoming a ghoul in the 24th ward he realized how much beautiful the things around him were, the sky, the food, and the buzzing sound of people. Thus made he became more determined to leave this place to the surface, no matter how dangerous it was.

The next day...actually there was no day or night at the 24th ward. Ghouls here will just let the time pass and assumed that it was already new the next day. Yorimitsu and Eto met each other at his house again, ready to find some investigators to fight.

Yorimitsu chose quinque that resembled a cleaver that as tall as his height as a weapon, he was wearing clothes that were made by modified CCG's clothes to his size, guaranteeing the qualities of the clothes.

"This is the reason why I attack you in the first place." Eto commented. In her opinion, Yorimitsu looked like a little investigator rather than a ghoul.

"What I choose to wear is my business, what about you, did you not intend to change your look at all?" He asked the girl who was still wearing the same tattered robe and bandages.

"This is my only clothes"

"How pitiful, how about I made you some?" He mocked, but Eto did not intend to talk to him anymore and ran into the tunnel that bring them to another area.

"Do you have any plans?" Etho asked while they were running through the tunnel, as the inhabitants, they knew these tunnel structures like their own home.

"Just find a team of investigators to fight, that's all," Yorimitsu spoke, there was no sign or text on the heads of those investigators to told their levels like monsters in video games so they just needed to fought anyone they met. And pull back in case the enemy was too strong.

"That doesn't sound like a good plan at all." She complained.

"A good plan is a plan that success." He fought back, then his nose twitched slightly, detecting the smell of humans. He spoke with a smile "Now, let's see does my plan is a good plan or not."

They found a team of investigators with suit case in their hand, the two did not hesitate and used their kagune to shot them.

"Enemy attack!"

"It's a kagune type, be careful!"

"There are two of them!"

"Ah! My arm!"

A little war between two ghouls and ten investigators erupted in an instant. Because of being unprepared, two of the investigators got injured by their ukaku, the red and orange shards pierced through their arms and abdomen and lost most of their fighting power while the remaining investigators pulled the switch on their handbags and used quinque to defend themself.

"Kill the guy with a ranged weapon first. You kill one with the bow." Yorimitsu ordered and targeted three investigators that has ukaku-type quinque in a shape of flying knives and bows. In a situation that they were outnumbered, they must use the time when these investigators still in chaos to reduced the gap in number as soon as possible. Investigators with a ranged weapon and poor melee combat power seems to be a good option.

Eto also knew that this was a critical moment so she followed his instruction, pounced on her targetamd use her kagune to slash at that investigator.

"Kuh! You damn..." Although the investigator could blocked her attack with the quinque in time, the pwer of the slash still pushed him back. Eto grasped the moment that the pther party still unstable to shot kagune bullet with the size of child's arm right in the chest.

As for Yorimitsu, he did not even use his own kagune, just used his speed to get close to the opponent, cutting his target's arm off then using another swing to divide his body in half. Not only that, he also grabbed the strange shape knives that still floating in the air and threw them at the surrounding investigators. From his posture. it's as if he was the owner of this quinque in the first place.

Under the joint attack of what-to-be One-Eyed Owl and this novel's protagonist, a team of investigators quickly faced its own destruction although they put up a decent fight in the second half. At least they left many wounds on the two's bodies.

"I'm right, isn't it?" Yorimitsu spoke when they were sitting on the ground, surrounded by the blood and guts of their enemies.

"About what?" Eto asked, still panting from the previous fight.

"This time we won, so my plan is a good plan."

"..."

Let's not talk whether that was a good plan or not, in her opinion, that wasn't even a plan!