Touring Tokyo’s Food Scene With Detours of Slaughter

If there was one thing apart from sex throughout his existence that Vlad had never taken the time to personally experience, it would be quality cuisine. Yes he'd grown up eating in the institute but the chefs there focused more on nutrition rather than taste. Sure blood tasted great to him but he'd never had the chance to experience the world of flavorful quality food that wasn't blood before. As he began his journey through the wards hunting down and absorbing any ghouls he came across, he took the time to explore the wonders of the cities especially using his allowance to try out the different delicacies he came across. In his old world he'd never had a chance to try out anything apart from blood, but had all these memories of quality food eaten by the nobility, angels and demons. Deciding to try some things out he went on what aficionados would call a foodie tour. Being new to this world with a vastly different evolution path of civilization than his old one he splurged his allowance on any delicacies he came across. From the cheap street food to the expensive high quality cuisine only served in the most exclusive of restaurants. He tried all the various forms and combinations meats, vegetables, fruits, grains and seasonings he came across. At some point he got bored of meats because it tasted too similar and couldn't match up to the greatness that was the taste of blood. He dropped vegetables and grains because they were bland and reminded him too much of the food he grew up eating in the Garden. As for fruits he could really only stand them when they were in the form of sugary drinks. After a period of his foodie pilgrimage, our teenage Vlad found himself something completely new that he'd come to never get tired of throughout his existence, sugary drinks and desserts. It had been a complete awakening for Vlad the first he ever tried desserts. They hadn't been given any in the garden and he'd never had any blood that tasted so sweet. From then on, he focused only on buying any desserts he came across, finding his favorite to be chocolate and anything that had to with it. He tried and loved the different types of chocolate consisting of milk chocolate, dark chocolate, sweet chocolate and white chocolate. His least favorite being dark chocolate for its slight bitterness. Yes, our budding future god had developed a major sweet tooth, fortunately for him with his training and increased control over his blood he was able to constantly keep his body at an optimal state thus preventing diseases and health problems like diabetes. Putting all that aside it's not like our rookie ghoul investigator was not hunting ghouls while touring the food scenes. His first love would always be blood after all. Taking the time to covertly drain a few humans here and there, he found they didn't give him as much of a strength boost as the ghouls. He'd mostly only feed on them for the different flavors of blood. It was as much a foodie hobby for him as he compared the tastes of humans in different areas of different wards from the slums to the suburbs and affluent residential areas. Of course he used blood to liquefy the bodies so as to cover his tracts and have people think it was ghouls. It also served to gain as much value as he could from the corpses as the liquified corpses improved his physique when absorbed. However it was only by a paltry amount as humans individually had the weakest of physical forms.

Heading west from the 6th ward he set himself on a roundabout towards the 13th ward where he'd heard there was a lot of bloodshed. While records had it as a very dangerous place he saw it as an ideal place to blend in and hide his carnivorous activities. It took him around a year as he took his time exterminating every ghoul he came across. He of course made sure to liquefy the bodies to erase any ways of tracking him plus the bodies had an increased effect on his physique. The RC cells had been building up in his body and been slowly molded to his desires to the highest possible qualities. After taking the time to think about it as well as doing his research, he'd decided to form seven kakuhou along his spine with two each in his ukaku, koukaku and rinkaku regions with the last one in his bikaku region. Taking on such an ambitious project, Kichimuri had to collect vast amounts of blood and RC cells to generate enough peak quality RC cells to build the Kagune he had planned for himself. During his campaign of slaughter, he of course came across some investigators but he avoided them so as not to allow the organization to track his movements and its connection to the mass disappearances of ghouls. Even if he couldn't help it he'd long mastered the art of controlling his body to hide and scent of body or indications he was anything but human. Same thing with the ghouls his absolute control allowed him much stealth as he could come across as another ghoul, lure them in by pretending to be a helpless human or better yet erase his presence altogether and catch them by surprise. Kichimuri didn't bother counting how many ghouls he'd killed after passing 200 dead bodies. Having accumulated enough he started out with his two rinkaku kakuhou since found that he might need it soon. Although he'd been avoiding ghoul investigators, he was about to step up his hunting frequency and wanted to disguise himself as a ghoul during the rest of his journey. Having a mental image of what he wanted to create he concentrated his accumulated RC cells to the two kakuhou in his back around his waist he started forming the first of his four kagune.

It was a dark night in the 16th ward as a young man with attractive features and hair the color of darkness stood on a rooftop. His crimson eyes scanning west as his radar picked up his latest ghoul prey. He'd spent last few months in this form while changing out of his V uniform into a black hoodie, black thermal running pants with matching running shoes he'd created out of blood and condensed into fibers. The V agents may have seemed weird in their all black ensemble but they'd had the right idea as it greatly helped his stealth. Alas he had to change the outfit as it was too restrictive when fighting and he needed something that wouldn't trace back to the organization. He didn't want to risk blowing his cover after all. His pristine reputation demanded it. Along his journey he'd taken detours to check in far from his hunting grounds and always made sure to contact the organization at the locations far away from his hunting grounds. He'd reported in some kills to evade suspicions and give the organization a falsified growth rate. He'd been summoned several times for a mission and sometimes by the ever annoying Kaiko who wanted to train him. He'd heard about the exploits of Arima but kept his own achievements just below his so as not to stand out. He'd only report something a bit high profile if he was hankering for a bonus to feed his growing love for expensive desserts and chocolates. Recently he'd had to report exterminating an A++ rated ghoul because there was a new limited edition milk chocolate coming out that only used the rarest and highest quality of ingredients. Sufficed to say it was worth it even though the organization almost called him back to base so they could foster and train him. He'd had to convince them into leaving him alone by claiming he'd only grown this strong by putting his life on the line fighting out in the world rather than training in a safe institution. They'd almost sent agents to protect him but he'd refused by saying they'd only stifle his growth. Finally they backed off but it made Kichimuri a bit nervous at the thought of two adult men in black following him everywhere and sharing a room with him. He may still be a virgin but he was damn well sure he didn't swing that way. The thought gave him goosebumps. From then on he maintained his reports and limited it to ghouls rated A+ and below, further racking up a lot of achievements due to his frequent kills. He'd even heard talk of being put under Arima to be trained into a squad but he hoped not as he loved to hunt alone.

Returning his attention to the ghoul he'd been tracking down all night, it was the latest in a long line of S rated ghouls he'd hunted down and absorbed. After observing its habits and strengths he'd been surprised to find his initial estimation of its strength wrong when the ghoul released a huge bright red bikaku kagune with a pronged sharp end during a hunt and raised it to SS. He found it weird that such a strong ghoul had no followers or subordinates moving around with him. It's not like it mattered, he'd be dead long before any reinforcement he could possibly call would arrive.

He continued to observe his prey and plan out his attack when his radar picked up fifty fast moving blood bags convening on his location. He'd taken a moment to rule out the possibility he'd been tracked as he had always been careful with any traces he left behind. He could only attribute their arrival to the SS rated ghoul near his location, whether they were there to attack him or he was their leader was yet to be seen. The ghouls soon arrived and knelt to the hulking male ghoul as Kichimuri erased his presence and faded into the shadows while using his superhuman hearing and sight to observe what was going on.

"Boss we haven't found any traces of the bastard who's been cannibalizing ghouls in our territory for the past few months. We've kept our search on the down so as not to spook whoever it is but are you sure all these disappearances are caused by the same person. There have been mass ghoul disappearances in the other wards but it can't all be one person. Even the CCG aren't aware of the disappearances though it's not like they'd care that many of us are disappearing into thin air. It's probably a large group of cannibalistic ghouls spread out across Tokyo. They're calling the bastard eating ghouls in our ward the Eraser because whoever it is leaves no traces of a fight or even blood when they devour their victims. Whoever it is has got to be really strong. I'd advise we all hunt together in the coming weeks until we're sure whatever it is that is doing this is gone." A ghoul in a white cat mask kneeling in front of all the other ghouls reported their findings to the hulking SS ghoul before advising him on any actions that could possibly safeguard their members. Kichimuri could sense the fear of the ghouls kneeling as the probable vice leader of the group reported about him. The leader took a pause to analyze the information he'd gotten before seeking to make a decision and giving his orders. "Head out in groups of five and hunt down and bring back alive as many humans you can without alerting the public. We are going underground and waiting for this whole thing to blow over. Every ghoul is to bring back at least one human and any extra can be contributed to the group for contribution merits or kept in case one just isn't enough for you. Be careful and don't engage any ghoul you find hunting alone. That person could be whatever is causing the disappearances. Always maintain stealth and rendezvous at the hideout when you're done. We are laying low until this thing leaves or the Doves come in and kill it. Move out." The ghouls grouped themselves into five man teams and moved out in different directions so as to stockpile human bodies and meet back at the hideout leaving the SS ghoul alone again.

Kichimuri took one last look at his prey before the SS ghoul ran into the darkness presumably to hunt down his own rations for the coming weeks. Muri stayed hidden for a while until he was sure everyone was gone with his radar. Taking a deep breath he erupted in laughter at the fact that despite his best efforts he'd actually left traces by leaving no traces behind. He found it ironic especially because he'd unknowingly been given the nickname Eraser while a lot of people thought his work had been done by a large group of cannibalistic ghouls. He found it hilarious as his laughter died down. After allowing himself the laugh he'd been holding in since he heard the vice leader's report, he calmed down as he thought of his next plan of action. He still intended on hunting down and consuming that SS ghoul but he wasn't sure he could take he and all his subordinates in such an open space without having any of them escape. He'd have to plan this out and figure out a way to trap them in an enclosed space with no way of escape. Thinking to himself and accessing his memory reservoir for the war strategies used in his old world, he found one that guaranteed the conditions he needed to comfortably annihilate the entire group. Taking one moment to map out the direction each group headed in, he jumped off the roof and flirted in the direction of a group he'd sensed had the lowest speed and worst senses.

Tatsumi was leading his group on their mission to stockpile some rations to take back and hole up in the hideout. He was freaking out about the possible monster out there eating its own kind. He didn't want to end in such a freak's stomach while he vanished of the face of the earth. Like what did the monster even do with its victim's clothes. Did it consume them too or did it bury them somewhere. Worse yet was it collecting them as some form of perverted trophies. Did it have a huge room in its lair where it hung the blood and shit stained clothes of its victims. Did that room smell as bad as he was currently imagining. These thoughts gave him goosebumps as he ran and only served to freak him out more. He didn't want to spend any more time than necessary outside tonight and decided to take up a hobby to pass the time in the coming month as they waited out the monster. Maybe he'd steal some equipment and take up video games. That would sure be a fun way to pass the time. Plus he could maybe practice and get really good at it and one day earn some money from gaming tournaments. Tatsumi fantasized about the life and perks of a professional gamer as he realized they had yet to find any humans to capture and bring back. Feeling impatient and really not wanting to risk spending more time outside, he stopped with the others and instructed "This is taking too long. Everybody spread out and find a human quickly. Don't approach any ghouls and if you get into any conflicts, raise a ruckus and we will come running. Hurry up and move out." The others hesitated before agreeing with him and moving out alone in different directions. Tatsumi looked around and rushed off in a direction no one else went to quickly find and capture the first human he came across regardless of age or gender. With the increased efficiency that came with splitting up, Tatsumi met back at the same spot with all his team members each carrying a single body under or over their arms. Tatsumi saw everything to be in order and they all rushed back to the hideout in a huge abandoned underground bunker located in the outskirts of the 16th ward close the border entering the 14th ward.

Infiltrating the group had been a bit tricky for Kichimuri as he tailed a team of five then quickly absorbed one of them when they separated to hunt for humans. He'd had to tail the weakest one till he was far enough from the group before striking to kill in one hit quickly while making sure not to ruin or stain the person's clothes with sign of a fight or blood. He'd dashed behind the alert ghoul, held his head stabbed him with a blood spike through the neck into his brain. He hardly was even aware of what was going on as he died. Taking care not to stain the clothes as he absorbed the body after liquefying it, he morphed himself to fit the size features of his victim. Taking a while to dissolve the blood clothes on his body and wear the clothes on the ground, Kichimuri examined himself afterwards to make sure he didn't miss anything. Rushing off he soon found a young man out for a jog at night. Flashing behind the person and knocking him out he headed back to spot the ghouls were supposed to meet. Absorbing victim's memories on the way and adopting his mannerisms with his long mastered skill of acting, Muri arrived at the meetup giving off the same aura and presence as the ghoul he'd just killed. After that they headed back to the hideout which was an underground bunker close to the fourteenth ward. That was probably his next destination after he was done here. Shifting his focus back to his surroundings, he found himself in a bare underground room after taking off his mask and verifying his identity at the entrance of the bunker. Looking at the knocked out human in the corner, Kichimuri sat down on his bed to sense how many bodies were in this hideout and analyze their strengths. He'd already figured out there was only a single exit from this bunker and he kept track of everyone's position while planning out his most ambitious extermination yet.