In the narrow passage, a black figure and a white figure repeatedly crossed paths, collisions ringing out at a furious pace.
Juuzou Suzuya had pushed [Jason 13] to its limits. His sweeping attacks combined speed with destructive power. This was the first time he had used the Quinque to this extent since acquiring it, and it only made him more excited.
But he soon noticed something wrong. Several times, he deliberately left himself open, yet his opponent made no attempt to strike his body. The Kakugan beneath that terrifying mask seemed fixed solely on his weapon, almost as though...
After several more exchanges, Juuzou Suzuya used the force of a blow to slide backward. The cheerful expression quickly faded from his face, replaced by apparent displeasure. "Hey..."
"You're not trying to destroy [Jason 13], are you...?"
Kaneki couldn't be bothered to respond. His prolonged failure to destroy the Quinque with that familiar scent was gradually throwing his thoughts into disarray. Suddenly, however, he sensed intense malice from the person before him, leaving him bewildered.
The playful look vanished from Juuzou Suzuya's eyes. To him, a good toy mattered more than his own life, and the person before him had touched precisely that nerve. "Ice Mask gave me this toy, you know. And you actually want to destroy it..."
"Ice..." Kaneki froze, but the dark figure before him suddenly flashed forward. Unable to make out the movement, he hurriedly wrapped his Rinkaku around himself for protection, but defense had never been the Rinkaku's strength.
Agony shot through his Kagune and Kakugan, and the last trace of vision disappeared completely. Then pain erupted throughout his body, one potentially fatal injury following another.
"..." Juuzou Suzuya had no intention of holding back. He held several bloodstained [Poison Scorpion 1/56] daggers in one hand