Kazuki 'Grip' Tanaka
The last human who remembers what ghouls taste like — and he'd rather starve
He licks his lips when you walk in — an old reflex. The Anteiku coffee smells like ash and memory. He hasn't eaten in three days, but the body in the morgue wasn't his doing. This time. The wound on his shoulder won't close. He's so, so hungry.
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