my savage, solitary soul.

AGREED

Arima has been wild this chapter, and I guess it’s frustrating that everybody is reading the chapter at face value instead of recognizing what Arima is doing exactly, but I’ll bullet some info:

Arima has been confirmed to be breaking protocol by not killing Haise 

Arima has been confirmed to deliberately disobey Yoshitoki’s and Haisaki’s orders, instead letting Kaneki go multiple times and encouraging him to fight

Arima does not want Kaneki to die whatsoever, both in his speech and in the meaning of 645 (x)

Randomly thinks of that picture Ishida drew: I will not permit you

Arima was the one to breach Kaneki’s suicidal tendencies (desires) so that Kaneki will fight to live another day

Kaneki has genuine feelings for Arima. He doesn’t understand Arima but he desperately wishes he could, and he truly sees Arima as a paternal figure

Kaneki was the one who got Arima to appreciate the beautiful things in life, starting with his poem in v14 (x); he’s also the one to get Arima to enjoy the little wonderful aspects of life (such as reading)

Kaneki is Arima’s rose as his role as the Little Prince. Now where’s the fox who will tell Arima this (x)

This is the most Arima has ever talked in an single go. Wow.

Now it’s just a matter of why Kaneki is so important to him

Maybe Arima doesn’t know

Maybe Arima doesn’t want the one good thing in his controlled life to die; the one human aspect of himself that he isn’t able to achieve as a “god”

Maybe he sincerely wants Kaneki to kill him (paralleling Kaneki’s suicidal tendencies)

Maybe he wants to bring out the best of Kaneki since he recognizes his potential

Anyways, this chapter was just 

ok.

死神を殺した僕は何に値すると思う？ 

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神かな？

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注：全く本編に関係のない嘘バレですが、こんな展開になったらいいなーと

　　思って描きましたm(__)m

↓pixivに投降した奴です…ちょっとだけ雰囲気違います。

✿ Lonely bones can’t sleep at nights. Singing insects keep calling them, calling them. And the old have no tears. When they sob, autumn weeps dewdrops. 

Memories crowding thickening sorrow. Demons and gods fill my frail ears, so blurred and faint I can’t tell them apart. Year-end leaves, dry rain falling, scatter. Though my bitter chant still makes a poem, I’m withering white autumn

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January 1, 2016

Happy New Year everyone! (*´▽`*)ノッ

Arima, Akira and Haise are pounding mochi (rice cake) in the image. Both Arima (presumably) and Akira are carrying wooden hammers while Haise’s job is to moisten the mochi using water.

Each of them take turns in pounding the mochi while trying to maintain a certain rhythm, each of them saying ‘hai’ when it is their respective turn. Doing this activity requires trust, practice, teamwork and synergy between the participants as a simple mistake may lead to injury.