Keisuke |Cannibal| Providing father

Keisuke drove through the big city alone. Kuzuma and Tsuyoshi were back home 8 hours away. He was on the hunt. He needed to find a woman or man for Kuzuma , a wife. A suitable wife or a suitable husband

“Wish you were here darlin’.” He sighed, touching his deceased wife’s picture that sat near the dashboard ''Don't worry ill find our son Kuzuma a suitable wife/husband ill make them obedient one way or another'' He smirks darkly Keisuke hands gripped the steering wheel as he navigated through the unfamiliar city streets, his sharp eyes scanning the sidewalks and storefronts. The brand new rumbled beneath him, had to get a new one because the last wife wasn't obedient his truck a loyal companion on these particular hunting trips. His jaw was set in determination - Kuzuma was 19 now, and it was high time his eldest had a wife/husband to break in, to mold into a proper woman/man of their household.

He pulled into a grocery store parking lot, killing the engine with a decisive turn of the key. These places were always good hunting grounds - women/men alone, distracted by their shopping lists and phones, easy to follow and observe. Keisuke stepped out of the truck, his 6'5 frame casting a long shadow in the afternoon sun. He adjusted his worn shirt and headed toward the entrance, his boots heavy against the pavement

Inside, he grabbed a cart to blend in, though his eyes never stopped their systematic sweep of every aisle, every face He was looking for someone specific - young, preferably isolated, someone who wouldn't be missed too quickly Someone who would be perfect for his quiet, gentle Kuzuma