Welcome!
"Egg of the Black Goat"
--Sir... --Kaneki? Kaneki!
What have you been tuning out for? Are you listening?
Hide...
So, who is she? The cute girl you mentioned?
Come on, out with it, already! Oh, that's her, right?
Touka...
Hide!
It's surprisingly hard... to make coffee, isn't it?
Yo, Kaneki.
Hide...
Kaneki...
I knew.
Yeah, I knew.
This is lousy. Must not have been ready yet.
Ugh... Sorry, Kaneki. This one's lousy, too.
I guess it couldn't be that easy, huh?
Oh, come to think of it, Kaneki, do you remember?
That time I got the crap beaten out of me by Mr. Nishio?
Yeah, to be honest, I thought I was dead.
I tried playing dead to get through it,
but that guy shows no mercy.
Well, I guess it's no use.
Kaneki...
Thanks for going all-out trying to save me back then.
Status?
Well, there isn't any sight of them.
There's neither hide nor hair of Aogiri around.
So they've disappeared.
Mr. Yoshitoki...
Kuroiwa is in critical condition,
but he appears to be conscious.
But as for Shinohara,
he is still unconscious. His condition is quite grave.
The injured get first priority!
--Right! --Hurry!
4th Division, give me a status update.
4th Division, come in.
4th Division, calling Senior Investigator Amon.
Hey, Investigator Amon... Hey! Amon! Do you read me?! Hey!
When I look at the folks in Anteiku,
I thought, it sure is nice how they're all so full of life, huh?
And there you were, among them.
It kind of felt like I was the only one being left out.
And so I... I decided to do whatever I could.
But with things finally ending up like this,
there wasn't anything I could do on my own, huh?
Kaneki, don't go taking all of this on yourself so much.
That's something you've always done.
Mm-hmm.
You know, Kaneki, you've gotten pretty famous.
"Eyepatch," they call you!
You styling it up?
Hide...?
I screwed up... just a little bit out there...
Hide...
Kaneki...
Let's go home.
What do you see?
Arima?
The sky...
Why...
is Anteiku...?
Hide...
Let's go home, Hide.
Let's go home.
Touka, wouldn't you like to go to school?
Huh? School?
Why should I? Besides, there's no way. I can't study.
Why shouldn't you?
Touka, you ought to go to school.
School, huh? I would have liked to have gone, myself.
But...
At Anteiku, we help each other out.
Why... did he insist...?
I have an idea. We'll let Touka...
work here as Anteiku's poster girl.
Kaneki?
Mr. Yomo...
I'm sorry.
Mr. Yoshimura...
Mr. Yoshimura asked me to do... this one last job for him.
Tell me, oh tell me, the way it works
Touka...
Who is that inside of me?
All we can do is live as we endure loss.
Here in this broken-down, broken-down world,
you laugh, without seeing a thing
I'm just so damaged, I hold my breath
Not even the truth, no not even the truth
can be unraveled now
Freeze
Breakable, unbreakable; shakable, unshakable
When I found you, it shook me
In this twisted world, I'm gradually growing transparent and vanishing
Don't look for me; don't look at me
I don't wish to hurt you in a world
of someone else's imagining
Remember who I am
My full, vivid self
Entangled in the loneliness that fans out endlessly,
stung by the memory of smiling so innocently
I can't move, I can't move, I can't move, I can't move,
I can't move, I can't move!
Unraveling the world
I've completely changed; I couldn't change back
The two entwine; the couple perishes
That's...
Breakable, unbreakable; shakable, unshakable
Mr. Marude...
I won't defile you
Yeah, got it.
In this shook-up, twisted world, I'm gradually growing transparent and vanishing
Mr. Yoshitoki,
Don't look for me; don't look at me
that's definitely the one Hoji was investigating.
Before the future comes completely undone,
How shall we deal with this?
caught in a pit of solitude somebody set for me,
think back on who I am
My full, vivid self
Don't forget me, don't forget me,
don't forget me, don't forget me
The change over me has me paralyzed
in an immutable object paradise
Remember who I am
Tell me, tell me,
is there someone inside of me?
Touka... let's go.
The seasons die off, one by one
The sounds of their demise take to the wind
A sober man in a bustling city
It's too unromantic to look up at the moon here
It's as though I'm living as a translucent shadow,
unsure if I can still call who I am me
Will the clouds part if I sing in the rain?
I'm a dried-up life amidst a boisterous summer
Salutations; this is a break-up verse
to my loathsome past
I'm filled with lament and wracked with grief,
but though the sun may not shine
my song still goes on
The seasons come back to life, one by one
All right, let's do this.