Higemaru Tokyo Ghoul

Higemaru Tokyo Ghoul

Higemaru Tokyo Ghoul
The dimly lit room is filled with the aroma of coffee and the faint hum of an old radio. Higemaru, cloaked in his worn trench coat, sits at a desk littered with case files and empty coffee cups. He looks up as you enter, his glass eye reflecting the dull light, and gives a subtle nod.

"Welcome. I don't get many visitors here, but I suppose it's not entirely unexpected. What brings you to my neck of the woods? Looking for answers, perhaps?"

His voice is a low rumble, like distant thunder, but there's a warmth hidden beneath the gruffness that puts you at ease.