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I'm Raymond.

Raymond Rowe.

You killed my parents!

What the fuck?

Hello, Earth to Yumeko.

I...

I don't know what's happening

Uh, you're Raymond Rowe, not Raymond Samuels.

No. Actually, I'm, uh... I'm Blake's stepfather.

Huh. Uh...

Ni... nice to finally meet you.

Hey, Blake. Oh, is this your old man?

What's up, sir? Chad.

Oh-ho, you! Um...

Why don't I show... Oh God. Show you around, huh?

- Yeah. - This way.

Vibes are off.

I see where you get your good looks from, babe.

And then, on my ninth birthday, my mum hired a clown.

"Slapstick Susie" is what she called her.

She turned out to be a dominatrix. And my dad's mistress.

And that's how I learned they had an open marriage.

Well, he did, anyway.

Sorry, I'm... I'm rambling.

Um...

No, I'm...

- I'm sorry, I'm-- - Distracted.

So you never celebrate your birthday?

I mean, tomorrow is just another day, as far as I care.

Unless...

Unless, maybe, we...

Spring recital today, losers.

Blake's recital? She know which end of the clarinet to blow out of yet?

She may have gotten worse.

Okay, I mean, on the other hand,

when she implodes in front of her dad later,

you'll never have to hear her practice again.

That's wild.

What's wrong?

I forgot an assignment for a... class.

But you s...

No worries.

Dude, is it true?

What?

- Oh, do Kira as a Real Housewife. - Ooh!

- Easy. - Yeah?

Oh.

I may be St. Dom's top gambler, but I'm also a huge bitch.

What's so funny?

- Nothing, just-- - Nothing.

- Nada. - Hangin'.

Fine. Everyone go away.

- What did I say? - Oh. Okay!

Chad's never wrong.

They're thick as thieves these days.

I don't like it.

This Ryan virginity wager, it's a distraction.

Your idea?

So I'm either losing my grip, or there's a mutiny brewing.

Look into the bet. Find out who placed it.

No one makes a move like that without talking to me first.

What's that?

Another gift from Father. For you.

Surprise, surprise.

Uh-oh.

Oh no.

No, no!

- Do you hear beeping or anything? - No, no, no, no, no!

Oh my gosh.

I guess this is what you call the silent treatment.

Doesn't Kira have enough on her plate without the dash of paranoia?

I get it. The Yumeko show.

New kid shows up and brings some moxie.

The sky is falling, and Kira's getting antsy.

No need to look for missing strawberries.

It's a tight ship. We're all behind her.

Fine. You want a weak link?

Try Chad. He hasn't placed a bet in weeks.

If you're looking for a rat,

Dori's the one that's creeping on that weird emo Michael dude.

Fine, Chatty Cathy, you got me. I am creepin' on Mikey,

who I most likey.

Remember, today's recital isn't the only standing O up for grabs.

So warm up your woodwinds,

because you have less than 12 hours to get your heart on

and make sweet, sweet music

with St. Dom's favorite soloist, Ryan.

Not so fast there, king. I've been looking for you.

- You have? - Mm-hmm.

I bet big on you slipping me that V-card by dinnertime.

So what'd you say?

- Feel like grabbing a bite? - You... I... Oh!

Uh...

Oh no.

I got you all messy down there.

Why don't you take those off and let me clean you up?

- Holy shit! - Fu... No! Okay, stop!

Looks like this player finally lost his virginity.

To himself!

Oh God!

Why isn't this working?

You know, a suspicious guy might start to wonder

why a girl with no past has a box full of explosives.

- Okay, you wouldn't understand. - Try me.

When you needed help with Suki, I came through.

My parents.

Keiko and Jo.

They went to St. Dominic's.

You are legacy.

So why hide that?

- What does that have to do with all this? - I told you they died.

I just lied about how.

They were a part of the Kakegurui Club.

And all of the members were best friends, inseparable.

Compulsive Gamblers Club?

Yeah, but I can't find any information. It's like it never existed.

Mmm... maybe it doesn't.

- No, it has to. - Uh...

I have this memory...

from just before my parents died.

And they were scared.

Really scared.

No more games!

Ray, please.

Ray, please.

I only had a first name. Ray. And they were only friends with one Ray.

And that's who threatened them, Michael.

And I watched them burn, and I...

I can still feel the heat on my skin.

And it's like I just need...

- Okay. Okay. - Okay.

So... what?

Are... are you just gonna throw a grenade at him in the quad?

Okay, at the recital, he'll be in the parents' row.

I was going to set a timer, but it just keeps malfunctioning--

Yeah, timers are unreliable. You need a remote detonator.

- Oh. What am I doing? - Yes. A remote detonator.

Can you help me, please?

Help you? I... I might be good with tech, but I'm not exactly Unabomber material.

I... Okay, I... Time out. Sorry. I...

I... I just need... some more air.

- I'm not in the mood. - Says the virgin.

What the hell is your deal, anyway?

Girls are throwing themselves at you. You could be up to your neck by lunch.

None of those girls want me. They want a payday.

Of course they just want a payout. You have nothing else to offer.

Yeah. Yeah. Thanks for the support.

- Bye. - No.

Look, money only gets you so far.

True dominance, that deep down oomph

that makes people take notice?

I could teach you that.

Why would you wanna help me?

I'm your house pet.

If you're a virgin,

I might as well be spayed.

- Okay. - Hey, look. Come on, come on, come on.

Once I'm done with you,

they won't even be thinking about that stupid bet.

They'll just want you... for you.

I need a loan to bet on Ryan losing his virginity before midnight.

You might wanna check the board, sweetie.

The odds are... stacked against Ryan.

Because people are underestimating him.

You know, I'm his house pet.

I've seen... a part of him that no one else has.

Mmm.

How big of a part... are we talking?

Whatever.

But I charge higher interest to house pets.

That's fine. Mmm.

You're out of your mind.

No, it's perfect.

If you build a remote detonator, I can control when the bomb goes off.

That way, no one else gets hurt.

Wha... He's Blake's dad.

Murder is against the rules at St. Dominic's.

I think.

You never know with this place, actually.

You seem unsure.

Well, uh, I mean, maybe.

But, uh... what I'm not unsure of is that I am officially freaked out.

If you kill Blake's dad,

you're just like him.

A killer.

Look, Michael, I know

I'm asking for a lot.

Just forget everything.

I'll figure it out.

Yumi!

I'll help you.

Hmm.

Are you okay?

It's my dad.

Did something happen to him?

Duh, he's here.

I know I made a big deal about him coming to see me, but...

Honestly, I never thought he would show. Parents never come to these things.

He wants to see how I'm progressing, but...

...I still suck.

Okay, I'm gonna... I'm gonna go tell him to leave.

Whoa, uh, Blake.

I've been listening to you every morning for weeks, okay?

You sound so...

...enthusiastic.

Hey, your father's a busy man.

I know. But he came here to see you, and that's special...

...to have a parent show up for you...

and be there for the big moments.

You're right. I have gotten better.

I'm gonna make my dad so proud.

Thank you, Yumeko.

I'm sorry I called you basic before.

- When did you-- - It doesn't matter. It's in the past.

I, um... I should go squeeze in a bit more practice before the show.

- Yeah. - Thank you.

You haven't left your room yet?

I'm all stocked up on humiliation, thanks.

Oh, self-pity.

So attractive.

Lucky for you, I've got a great idea to get everyone off your back.

We lie!

About having sex. You and me!

- You know... - Bloody hell.

Look, I'll tell the story. You just have to corroborate.

I'll say you're a stallion, a demon, or generous, even. Hello.

What's in it for you?

What?

How could you say that? I'm your house pet. It's my duty.

Okay, so... No, it's my pleasure to ensure that you and...

Fine. Okay.

I bet on your deflowerment, and I had to borrow money from Runa

because I am broke.

Okay? Please, I just...

I need this win, Ryan.

"Deflowerment."

Hey, you hate having me as your house pet, right?

If I win, we're both free.

Okay, but you need to look the part first. Come here.

Wh... what?

Okay, hate these.

Stand up straight, please.

Damn, you might actually have some game.

Oh!

Okay, wait, wait. This is... this is crazy.

Hooking up with my house pet.

I mean, that's sus.

And... besides...

what about Yumeko?

What about Yumeko?

Oh my God. You still don't get it.

Our reputations are on the line, Ryan.

But okay.

If you wanna go about this honestly, we could do that.

But you need to leave your room.

Why?

Because the next time you walk into the cafeteria,

everyone's gonna see the real you.

And they'll all want a piece.

And how are you gonna do that?

You will need to be within range.

No further than backstage.

Once you push this...

No one else gets hurt, right?

It's a shape charge designed to target only this seat.

It's not too late to back out.

Walk away.

Forget this whole thing.

I'll never be able to forget what he did.

Ray's alumni.

- They won't stop looking for his killer. - You can't scare me out of this.

This ends tonight.

It ends for me now.

I'm out.

I hope you know what you're doing.

Come on!

Oh my God.

Hey, is it true you killed your dad?

- You didn't. - I did.

And it's brilliant. 'Cause if you can't be loved, be feared.

Yeah, but they think I'm a murderer.

- No, they think you're dangerous. - Hey, killer.

About my offer earlier, I take it back.

How about I pop that cherry of yours just for fun instead?

Uh...

Are you taking the piss?

- What is the matter with you? - Oh my God, what does it take?

These girls don't even want money.

They wanna say they banged a psycho.

- I'm not that guy. - Oh my God.

I never work this hard to get myself laid.

- This is so messed up. - This whole bet is messed up.

But you're here, so deal with it.

What did Yumeko say?

Yumeko? Why do you still care about...

Oh my God.

I can't believe I missed it.

You're in love with Yumeko.

Oh my...

You poor bastard.

And now that everyone thinks he's a murderer,

every girl, and some guys, actually, are...

begging him for it.

Uh, what does this have to do with me?

He's holding out for you, Yumeko.

Look, I can't get any deeper into Runa's pocket

and I'm running out of time.

Take one for the team.

Please?

Oh, I... Fuck. I'm sorry. Um...

This is so dumb.

Ryan is beneath you,

and he has zero experience and, like, negative game, and--

I'll do it.

Wait, what?

Really? Really, just... like...

Oh.

Isn't that what you want?

Yeah.

Yeah, of course. Um...

It's okay.

Thank you. Oh.

Wow.

Pimping your friends.

- Cold. - I don't know what you're talking about.

Oh, please.

Hushed whispers in the hallway?

That sullen expression.

You know, most people make being a house pet their rock bottom,

but you just grab a shovel, and you keep digging.

I'll be back in the top ten, Kira.

I did it before, and I can do it again.

Oh, by betting on Ryan's sex appeal.

Have you always been this soft?

Gotta go.

Who started the bet on Ryan?

Was it Yumeko?

- Was it you? - How would I know?

You've had it good here, Mary. Haven't you?

Before Yumeko, you were on top.

Unstoppable.

You want back in, don't you?

Do one little thing for me, and it's yours.

And what's that?

Yumeko trusts you. Use it. Tell me everything she's up to.

- I swear... - Ryan!

- Hey! - Hi!

- Let's... - Come on, it'll be fun, right?

Five minutes, right?

Come on!

I just need a bit more time, okay? Thank you, everyone.

Fine, I'll do it. We'll make it quick.

- We don't have to kiss on the mouth. - Chad! Get out of here!

- I'll keep my socks on. - Very flattering.

I'll let you play with my hairy balls! Please, come on!

What are you doing here?

I'll do it.

Do... wh... what?

For serious?

You and me?

We should hurry. I don't have much time.

Um, I'm sorry.

Can't believe I'm doing this.

Y... Yumeko?

Tell me you're not just here 'cause of the bet.

Why else would I be here?

Yeah.

Yeah. Yeah, of course.

Yeah, uh, thanks for the offer,

but... no, thanks, I... I'm good.

- Are you sure? - No, yeah.

I...

Honestly, I don't know. I... I've been dreaming of this since...

Well... I mean, who wouldn't want this, you know? But...

I want my first time to be

special.

To be meaningful.

So I'm not just gonna give it away or sell it.

Not even to you.

Sorry.

Of course.

Yeah, g... good for you.

I, uh... I just wanted to help.

Wait, Yumeko...

Wait...

Huh. These assholes really hate their kids.

There you are.

Shit!

Chad, there you are. Um...

Ryan was looking for you.

Something about you two making some quick cash while there's still time.

- Oh? - On the DL.

- Oh. - Money at stake?

Do what you need to do, son. Close that deal.

Um...

Okay. Thank you, sir.

I'll be right back. Maybe 15 minutes?

Ten? I'm pretty quick.

Excuse me, sir, do you mind sitting in your reserved seat?

This one is for, um... my grandmother.

Yes, she'll be here any moment, and she needs the aisle.

Twitchy bladder.

Uh...

Sure, fine.

Whatever.

What do you have for me?

Okay, you got me.

I placed the bet on Ryan.

It worked, didn't it?

The Council was getting comfortable.

Now they've sold each other out, and we have the receipts.

I need something else.

I want intel from Yumeko's little circle of rejects.

She's planning something. I can feel it.

Can you handle that?

Good.

Now if only I had earplugs.

Ah, I just couldn't do it.

Guess I'm a bad bet.

Yeah, it's kind of a shitty day to grow a spine.

I can respect that.

Really?

Mmm.

Oh! Oh shit! No, I don't respect you. I just, um...

- I just respect your decision. - Yeah.

Anyway...

♪ Now I'm alone... ♪

I got you something.

♪ I get to be... ♪

What's...

♪ Myself again... ♪

Um...

♪ Again... ♪

What?

Okay.

Happy birthday, virge.

♪ For such little feet... ♪

♪ They could dance around me... ♪

- What, is this your first time? - Shut up.

♪ But the music stopped and so did we ♪

Yumeko, please don't do this.

Killing Ray will not bring your parents back.

No.

But it will lay them to rest.

This will ruin your life.

My life is ruined.

Please. Don't do this.

Come on. Come on!

Come on. Come on!

Come on. Come on!

No! No! No!

I'm... I'm sorry. I couldn't let you go through with it.

You had no right!

I had no choice.

- I wanted you to see how wrong this was! - God, this wasn't your decision!

I will get justice for them somehow, I promise.

No.

This ends tonight.

- Yumeko, come back here. - Excuse me.

Hey!

Sorry.

So you... It's actually, like, one, two, to, like, all your fingers...

Oh, Yumeko, we're gonna go to dinner, but I'll see you later tonight, okay?

Thank you.

No.

No, no, no, no. No!

No!

- Oh my God. Oh my God! - Oh my God!