Crossover Anime: How a Shameless Person Lives

CCG Tokyo Headquarters

As the saying goes, small matters should be discussed in large meetings, and big matters should be discussed in small meetings.

This statement also applies here.

Inside a meeting room at this moment.

Sitting in the main seat, Washuu Yoshitoki pointed with a serious expression to the large screen behind him, where photos of the scenes where the parasites had eaten people were prominently displayed.

On either side of him stood Arima Kishou, known as the CCG's Grim Reaper; Marude Sai, who was in charge of command at the Tokyo headquarters; and a group of Special Class Investigators.

The air in the conference room seemed to freeze, so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.

Washuu Yoshitoki's gaze slowly swept over everyone present, finally settling on Arima Kishou.

"Arima, what do you think?"

Arima Kishou remained sitting upright, pushed up his glasses, and showed no other expression on his face.

"This is an unprecedented situation. These things don't seem like the work of ghouls. It's as if those people were cut in half by some kind of sharp weapon, which doesn't match any kind of ghoul we know."

Upon hearing this, the expressions of everyone in the room turned serious.

"Not a ghoul?" Marude Sai suddenly stood up, his brows furrowed. "But the traces left at the scene... a sharp kagune could have done that, right?"

"It is possible," Arima said, his tone still calm.

"But ordinary kaku can only produce the effect of throwing bricks with great force. How many can do that? Not to mention that this case has occurred all over the country. Preliminary assessments indicate that the number of these items is no less than ten thousand."

The meeting room was deathly silent.

The top investigators looked at each other in bewilderment.

They are usually only responsible for their own area, so their intelligence is naturally no match for Arima Takashi's.

After a murder occurs, based on experience, the blame is usually placed on the ghoul.

Unexpectedly, this time it was their misjudgment.

"Arima is right. We investigated all the surveillance footage from the incident and found that most of it was intact." Washuu Yoshitoki spoke slowly, and then placed the "protagonist" of the incident in the center of the screen.

"It seems it really wasn't the work of ghouls," Marude Sai said.

Those ghouls usually destroy cameras before hunting, and they'll even destroy cameras when they're bored.

In order to minimize losses, Japanese officials have even started to emulate the concept of privacy and freedom in other countries.

This directly reduced the cost of cameras and encouraged individuals to install cameras themselves.

This makes it easy for camera data to be corrupted.

We've strayed from the topic, let's get back to the present.

Watching that disgusting monster on the screen, its head split into several pieces, it sliced ​​a group of ordinary people into pieces in a few swift movements.

Marude Sai's face darkened, and he said in a deep voice, "It seems we have gained another enemy."

Arima Kishou adjusted his glasses, seemingly lost in thought.

The other top-ranked students were all in similar situations, their faces filled with anger.

After the video finished playing, Washu Yoshitoki said, "This incident must not be leaked to the outside world. Headquarters will handle the media situation uniformly. Just say it's a case involving a ghoul organization."

He paused, his eyes sharpening.

"And from now on, Tokyo is under Level 1 alert. All leave is cancelled, all personnel are on standby, and investigators in all areas are increasing patrol density, especially during the night."

Meanwhile, a small team led by Arima Kishou is conducting an in-depth investigation into the specific information, origins, and abilities of these monsters.

Washuu Yoshitoki issued the order decisively.

"Yes," Arima Kishou replied.

No one in the meeting room questioned his appointment.

In the CCG, Arima is the absolute symbol of strength, the "Grim Reaper" who slays ghouls, and the only one who can defeat an SSS-rank ghoul head-on.

Even when facing an unknown enemy, he remains the only answer in everyone's eyes.

After completing all the appointments, Washuu Yoshitoki left the meeting.

Let's discuss the remaining special awards.

……

After leaving the meeting room, Washu Yoshitoki immediately returned "home" and reported the meeting to his father.

"It does resemble a man-made weapon," Washu Tsunekichi said, stroking his beard.

"Speaker, shouldn't we get involved?"

"No need."

Looking at his son, who was behaving respectfully before him, He Xiu Changji said unhappily, "Let the humans solve this themselves."

"But that would result in significant casualties."

"I said, let humanity handle this themselves." Washuu Tsuneyoshi looked at his son and said sternly, "Or do you think that just because you're the director, you can disobey my orders?"

"I wouldn't dare." Washuu Yoshitoki lowered his head respectfully.

"That would be best. Remember, don't forget who we are just because we've been around humans for so long."

"Yes."

Just as he was about to take his leave, he heard his father say again, "Oh, right, bring this back; it might be helpful for your research."

Even with his composure, Kazuki Yoshitoki couldn't help but twitch his eye when he saw the photo his father handed him.

What's going on with this old man who looks like a caterpillar with countless skulls connected together on his head?

That's absolutely disgusting.

It was more disgusting than the most disgusting cake he had ever seen.

……

the other side.

Red Moon Orphanage.

Matsuzaka Satou returned to her room and carefully took out a glass bottle.

Inside was a parasitic larva.

"That guy Yoshimura Eto was searching the entire orphanage so extensively, he was probably looking for something like this."

Matsuzaka Sugar gently pressed her fingertips against the glass bottle, watching the curled-up insects wriggle in the light.

"What would a ghoul want this thing for?" she muttered to herself, her words revealing that she already knew Yoshimura Eto's identity.

However, knowing this didn't mean she had any other thoughts; as long as Qiong wasn't hurt, she didn't care.

As for this juvenile?

She found it in her room; the bug had even tried to crawl into her neck.

As a result, she grabbed him and put him into the bottle.

"What's the use?"

Just then, there was a soft knock on the door, accompanied by the old headmaster's gentle voice: "Sugar, are you in there?"

Matsuzaka Sugar felt a pang of anxiety and quickly stuffed the glass bottle into an old backpack deep inside the wardrobe, making sure there was no unusual noise.

She then straightened her clothes, put on a gentle smile again, and opened the door: "Excuse me, Dean, I was just straightening my clothes. Is there anything I can help you with?"

"Your older brothers and sisters are back. They said they have something to take care of."

Matsuzaka Satou was slightly taken aback, a hint of wariness flashing in her eyes, but she quickly concealed it.

"Is it Mercury and Eto Yoshimura?"

"It's Mercury and Tomie." The old dean smiled gently as always.

It's normal for children to have their own secrets as they grow up.

"Okay, I'll be right there."

Matsuzaka Satou nodded, obediently closed the door, and followed behind the old dean.