Chap. 2
Dusk was settling upon the city. Alleyways where ghouls lurked turned into black voids. I always walked past this one ghoul who seemed friendly, but I've never gotten to know him that well. Every night I pass him he'll give me a package containing human parts. I get to give them to the granny I live with, and she makes my meals. One of my struggles is I need both human and ghoul food daily. Like ground beef and human meat turned into a burger patty. On their own they will make me sick.
Tonight the greasy ghoul with dark hair isn't there. I just continued with my journey to the bakery my grandmother owns and operates. 甘いベーキング or amai bēkingu meaning sweet baking. The dark oak door of the shop was giving a slight shine from the street light. Unlocking the door I stepped to light streaming in from the end of the hallway. The kitchen.
"Granny! I'm home!" I called while approaching the kitchen.
"Yuka? Is that you? You're a little late my dear." she replied, "There's actually a man here who stayed past closing hour to see you."
I started taking off my combat boots that laced up to my knees. After taking off my boots I slipped into my house coat.
"Who is it?" I asked her starting my way down the hallway.
"He says you'll know him." she replied.
"Actually grann-"
"Bonjour miss Yuka!" Called a man with purple hair and dressed in a red suit. He stood up from his chair and opened his arms like he was expecting a hug.
"Shuu!" I cried running to embrace him in a hug. He spun me around then set me down.
"Oh my dearest friend, it's been to long. Oui?" Shuu said pulling me into another hug.
"It has been a while. So, what brings you here Shuu?" I asked him smiling.
"The sweetest smell of Granny's meatloaf. And why not visit while I'm here?" He replied shrugging. "And possibly to celebrate with you?"
"What is there to celebrate? I have nothing to celebrate." I said thoughtfully.
"Oh Yuka! Don't tell me you forgot your own birthday!" My grandmother shouted walking into the kitchen. Shuu gave me a mischievous smile before wrapping his left arm around me.
"Ms. Yomo since it's been awhile since with last saw each other, how does it sound if we take a little stroll after cake? Oui?" He whispered to me.
"Ummm…" I started, "I don't see why not?"
"Oui! Oh madam granny! She said Oui!" He cheered blushing and smiling.
"My dearest Yuka. We wish you a happy birthday." Granny said carrying in fresh meat loaf. "Now that you're nineteen, blow out your candles and make a wish sweetheart."