Yoshimura Kuzen finally couldn't help but speak, "Mr. Lin, treating a Special Class Investigator from the CCG like this will cause us a lot of trouble."
Allen stood up and clapped his hands, "Don't worry, he won't die, and —" He turned to look at Arima Kishou, "You shouldn't tell anyone about tonight, right? After all, being easily defeated by someone of unknown origin isn't good for the White Reaper's reputation or for intimidating Ghouls."
Arima Kishou's gaze grew colder, but surprisingly, he nodded slightly.
Allen smiled with satisfaction, "Very good, then, let's continue our previous topic."
He turned to Yoshimura Kuzen, "Regarding the truth about the Washuu Family, I need your help to spread it."
Kirishima Touka couldn't help but interject, "Even if we're willing to help, how can we trust you? What if you're just using us?"
Allen tilted his head, "Do you have a choice?" He pointed to Arima Kishou on the ground, "The CCG is already after you, and the Washuu Family is an even more terrifying existence than the CCG. And in my eyes, the Washuu Family is nothing but a tool."
Yoshimura Kuzen pondered for a moment, due to the astonishing amount of information contained in Allen's words, "If we agree to help, can you guarantee the safety of Anteiku Cafe?"
"Of course." Allen readily agreed, "Not only that, I can also help you solve some minor troubles." He looked meaningfully out the window, "Like those Investigators who are approaching."
As soon as he finished speaking, all the cafe windows suddenly shattered, and several fully armed Investigators burst in.
"Don't move! CCG!"
The leading Investigator had just shouted the command when he saw Arima Kishou lying on the ground, and his face instantly changed dramatically, "Special Class Arima!"
Allen sighed, "This is endless." He raised his hand and lightly snapped his fingers.
"Bang!"
All the invading Investigators fell to the ground simultaneously, as if struck by an invisible heavy hammer. Allen turned to Yoshimura Kuzen and said, "See, this is what I meant by minor trouble."
The Ghouls of Anteiku Cafe were once again shocked. They hadn't even clearly seen how Allen had acted; he had merely snapped his fingers, and those Investigators lost consciousness from an invisible impact.
"This, this is too exaggerated, isn't it?" Irimi Kaya murmured.
Allen walked to the bar and poured himself a glass of water, "Now, can we properly discuss our cooperation?"
Yoshimura Kuzen took a deep breath and nodded, "What do you want us to do?"
"It's simple." Allen took a sip of water, "Use your influence among Ghouls to spread the truth about the Washuu Family, especially to those Ghoul groups being hunted by the CCG. They should be very happy to know that their enemies are actually their own kind."
Kirishima Touka frowned, "This will cause great chaos."
"Chaos is precisely what's needed." Allen put down his water glass, "The muddier the water, the better."
Arima Kishou struggled to sit up, "You are inciting war."
Allen turned to look at him, "No, I am ending a deception that has lasted for hundreds of years. Moreover, this level of conflict doesn't qualify as war for me. When the power disparity between two sides is vast, it's a one-sided slaughter."
He walked to Arima Kishou and squatted down, "Speaking of which, as a half-human, you should know the true face of the Washuu Family better than anyone, shouldn't you?"
Arima Kishou's pupils constricted sharply, "How do you know..."
"I know far more than you can imagine." Allen stood up, "Including the secrets of your Sunlit Garden."
The cafe fell silent again. Yoshimura Kuzen's gaze towards Allen had already taken on a hint of awe—this man knew far too much.
"It's getting late." Allen looked at the clock on the wall, "I should go. Remember our agreement."
He walked to the door, then suddenly turned around, "Oh, and Arima-kun."
Arima Kishou looked up cautiously.
"Heal well." Allen gave a meaningful smile, "I look forward to fighting you again once you've recovered."
With that, his figure instantly vanished, leaving no trace, only a group of stunned people and Ghouls in the cafe.
After a long time, Kaneki Ken quietly asked, "Is he human or ghost?"
Yoshimura Kuzen sighed, "Whatever he is, Tokyo's balance has been completely broken."
Arima Kishou struggled to his feet, picking up his broken IXA from the ground, "I must report to headquarters immediately."
Kirishima Touka sneered, "Didn't you just promise not to tell anyone?"
Arima Kishou glanced at her, "I only promised not to talk about being defeated by him." He paused, "But I will personally verify the information about the Washuu Family."
Yoshimura Kuzen nodded, "A wise choice."
Arima Kishou limped towards the door with his injured body. Before leaving, he looked back at the Ghouls in the cafe, "If what he said is true, then there will soon be a major earthquake within the CCG. Until then, you'd best keep a low profile."
Kirishima Touka wanted to say something else, but Yoshimura Kuzen stopped her. The old man nodded slightly to Arima Kishou, "We will."
Arima Kishou limped out of the cafe. A hint of curiosity about Allen suddenly arose in his heart. If it was this man, perhaps he really could completely overturn this corrupt order.
After Arima's figure disappeared from their sight, the atmosphere in the cafe relaxed slightly.
"Manager, do we really have to do as that person said?" Irimi Kaya asked worriedly.
Yoshimura Kuzen pondered for a moment, "First, gather information and confirm the authenticity of the Washuu Family. If it's true..." His eyes became firm, "Then this century-long deception truly should end."
Kaneki Ken looked at the unconscious Investigators scattered on the floor, "What about these people?"
"Throw them out." Kirishima Touka said decisively, "Let them wake up in the alley, as if nothing happened."
Yoshimura Kuzen nodded in agreement. The Ghouls of Anteiku Cafe began to get busy, and what they didn't know was that Allen was currently standing on a nearby tall building, quietly observing everything.
"The seeds have been sown." He murmured to himself, "Now it's time to wait for the harvest."
The night wind rustled his black trench coat, and Allen's figure gradually merged into the darkness. Tokyo's night seemed even deeper than usual.
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