Tokyo Ghoul: Madara Template Strikes Back!-Chapter 111 - 108: Situation In The Ward 11.

Yo, I actually looked into the translators who this "zaelum" guy mentioned and yeah, there was ONE translator Botting (he had 50+ accounts giving him power stones created at the same time. That's the only one who was botting among all the names he mentioned.

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In the dilapidated remains of an abandoned building within the 11th Ward, the base of Aogiri Tree thrummed with an oppressive atmosphere.

Kazuichi Banjou and his fellow ghouls from the 11th Ward were conscripted into labor by Aogiri Tree. Overseeing their work was a ghoul with grotesquely disfigured features, likely the result of a brutal encounter with an investigator. His watchful eyes bore down on them, ready to mete out punishment at the slightest misstep.

"Faster! If you don't pick up the pace, you'll miss the first shift's meal!"

The supervisor's harsh voice echoed through the makeshift factory.

Clad in Aogiri Tree uniforms, the 11th Ward ghouls worked assembly-line style, tasked with dismembering human corpses brought in by Aogiri operatives. They wore gloves and wielded knives, their expressions void of emotion.

This grueling labor was reserved solely for the 11th Ward ghouls. Others within Aogiri Tree were spared such indignities, highlighting the stark hierarchy and favoritism within the organization.

"You little brat! Stealing meat, are you?!"

A sudden outburst shattered the monotonous rhythm.

The supervisor had caught a young ghoul attempting to pilfer a piece of flesh. With a swift kick, he sent the boy crashing into a wall.

"Ugh..."

The child clutched his abdomen, pain etched across his face.

"You... insolent whelp!"

As the supervisor raised his hand to deliver another blow, Banjou stepped in, positioning himself between the two and absorbing the strike.

Banjou, who took the hit was sent sprawling to the ground. Had the frail child taken the hit, the consequences would have been dire.

The supervisor glared, momentarily taken aback. "Banjou... what do you think you're doing?"

"Apologies!"

Banjou knelt, pressing his forehead to the cold floor. "I instructed him to take the meat. He was starving."

The supervisor's mismatched eyes bulged with rage. "You think that excuses this?!"

He stomped on Banjou's head repeatedly, each impact accompanied by a venomous curse. "You 11th Ward trash!"

The beating continued until the supervisor grew weary. Banjou's body was a canvas of bruises, but his ghoul physiology ensured he would recover.

After a relentless day of toil, the 11th Ward ghouls were herded into a cell-like room.

Inside, a few scattered bones lay on the floor—their meager sustenance for the day, meant to be shared among several.

"Just these bones... they treat us worse than dogs..."

Though resentment simmered, fear kept them silent.

"Banjou, I'm sorry. It's my fault..."

The young boy from earlier looked downcast. Banjou's swollen face bore testament to the earlier punishment.

Despite his regenerative abilities, the severity of the beating was evident.

"Listen... we can't afford to draw attention. You want to protect your mother, right? We must endure until the time is right."

Banjou's voice was gentle, devoid of blame.

"Yes!"

The boy nodded earnestly.

Banjou handed his share of bones to the child. "Here, take mine. It'll help you stay strong."

"Banjou-san!"

The boy's mother looked on, concern evident.

Banjou often shouldered burdens alone. The cycle of injury and regeneration drained him, making him hungrier faster.

"It's alright! Kids need to grow. And if I don't shed some weight, I'll never be popular with the ladies!"

He flashed a weary smile.

As if on cue, his stomach growled audibly.

Embarrassed, he chuckled.

The others, moved by his selflessness, offered portions of their own meager rations.

"Take it, boss. We need you strong to lead us."

"Time is running out. Without locating Miss Rize, I'm of no use to Aogiri Tree. Before they discard me, I must ensure your escape. It's my duty as your leader."

Banjou sighed. "I still believe that if someone else, stronger than me had taken leadership of ward 11, perhaps the 11th Ward wouldn't have fallen, and we'd all be happier..."

"Banjou-san, please don't say that. We've always believed in you as our leader!"

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"Yes, regardless of what happens, without you, we'd have been lost to the investigators long ago."

Their unwavering support brought a faint smile to Banjou's lips. "...Enough of this talk. Let's prepare."

That night, with Tatara and Eto absent, and, Aogiri Tree's focus on anticipating a CCG assault. It was the opportune moment to escape.

Only the Bin brothers remained on patrol. Seizing the chance during a shift change, Banjou led a small group through the shadows.

They whispered among themselves, trying to quell their nerves as they moved swiftly.

Just as they neared the perimeter of Aogiri Tree's patrol range, an unexpected obstacle emerged—a ghoul without a mask, resembling a mummy.

"Ahhh!"

The ghoul's scream pierced the night.

Though they silenced him swiftly, the damage was done.

"Why is there an Aogiri Tree ghoul here?!"

"Forget that! The Bin brothers are coming!"

Turning, they saw the younger Bin brother closing in with alarming speed.

"Don't look back! Run!"

Banjou urged.

In the chaos, the boy's mother stumbled and fell.

"Mom!"

The boy stood protectively before her.

In that fleeting moment, the Bin brother's tail lashed out, aiming for the child.

Banjou moved to intervene.

But before he could act, another figure appeared—a blur of motion.

Four dark red kagune sliced through the Bin brother, severing him in two.

He hadn't even registered his death.

The newcomer was a woman with flowing purple hair, adorned in a swirling orange mask with only one hole and a purple dress.

Kamishiro Rize.

"... Miss Rize?"

Despite the mask, Banjou recognized her instantly.

Rize ignored them, turning to leave.

"Thank you, Sister Rize!"

The boy's voice was filled with gratitude.

Rize paused, glancing back. "If you want to thank someone, thank Ryoma. Without him, I wouldn't have saved you nobodies."

She disappeared into the night, leaving them in stunned silence.

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