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Place your empty cartons in the assigned slots, then sit down.

Our school has been singled out among middle schools nationwide

as a model to others in the national milk promotion campaign.

You're approaching the development of secondary sexual characteristics.

The calcium in the milk isn't just good for your bones,

but for the nervous system, too.

I confiscated these adult titles from Mr. Kamiyama Iast month.

Mr. Watanabe hacked the censorship at his dad's store,

and Mr. Kamiyama circuIated them among aIl the boys.

As you're aware, your minds and bodies are developing.

You really kissed?

It's caIled "puberty".

I'm unsure of milk's actual effect on I 3 year old bodies and minds,

but April's annuaI check-up wiIl surely yield some results.

Not that I'lI be here.

I quit teaching at the end of the month.

For real?

Fantastic!

25th March - 7th Grade, Class B End ofterm

I've no idea if I was a good teacher or not.

Shut up, teacher's talking.

Thank you, Mr. Hoshino.

By the way, anyone know Dr. Sakuramiya?

He wrote this book. He's amazing.

He's just an incredible person.

Famous as an educator via his books, TV appearances...

An ex-delinquent, he traveled the globe then returned to be a teacher?

Correct. Last year he found out he only has a few months left to live

but chose to keep teaching until the very end.

My first placement was at the school he taught.

RealIy?

"The weak ofheart visit hurt on those weaker still.

Do they have any choice beyond endurance or death?

No, you guys inhabit a world much wider than that.

If life is harsh where you are, why not take refuge elsewhere?"

- Take refuge. - She said it. Let's go.

AIready, the esteemed teacher's words are working. What power.

I don't mind.

Compared to him, I find myself Iacking as a teacher.

I set myself just two ruIes.

I wouId always address you formally.

I'd try to see things your way and speak to you politely.

No casuaI chats nor advice about anything under the sun...

For those wanting a teacher one sees on TV,

I daresay I came across as cold.

Sorry, Miss Noguchi.

Your midnight texts saying, "I wish I was slim. I want to die"

didn't get a kindIy response.

I just can't bring myseIf to believe aIl you say.

But you're our teacher...

There was an incident,

when a young male teacher got a text

from a girl saying she'd Iost her will to live.

He raced round to the hotel where she was.

She took his photo, showed her parents,

who stormed over to the school.

It's so ridiculous.

It was just a prank from a girl sore at being scolded in class.

The teacher was naive not to have suspected her.

You're our teacher. Don't you trust us?

No, because you're aIl so good at lying.

See you on the rooftop.

Miss, I'm not feeling well. Can I go to the infirmary?

Sure.

Since that incident, our school policy is,

shouId a student summon a teacher, a same-gender teacher responds.

If a boy in this class summons me,

Mr. Tokura of Class A goes instead.

As our teacher, you're avoiding responsibility.

"Avoiding responsibiIity"

It might seem that way.

But onIy to a girI as self-obsessed as you,

who worries over her chances of marrying pop-stars.

Who got so upset one night,

she cIaimed she'd Iost the will to Iive.

So that you people never again taIk of wishing for death,

I'lI taIk about something important.

Life

As you know, I'm a single mother.

I was supposed to marry Manami's father.

He was a teacher, too and a man I respect.

Just before our wedding, I got pregnant,

and he discovered he was infected with HIV.

HIV...the Human Immunodeficiency Virus,

the cause of AIDS,

which he apparently got from adventures overseas.

Don't hold your breath. There's no airborne transmission.

Hand-shakes, coughs, sneezes,

public baths, pools are also not routes of infection.

Daily life presents no danger from an infected person.

I myseIf did not get it.

HIV isn't necessarily transmitted by sex, either.

I didn't beIieve it and had myself retested.

To have the child but not get married:

that was our conclusion.

Why not get married?

Even if the child wasn't infected,

word of the father's infection would bring unavoidable discrimination.

Surely that's worse?

This would cause more harm than lack of a father.

That was his decision and I agreed.

The poor kid.

Putting the kid first, made us do what we did.

More than anyone,

he must've Ionged to hold her.

His pain,

was much greater than mine.

I poured all my affections into Manami.

When Manami turned one, l returned to work.

She was in day-care until 6pm.

The HR center introduced a Mrs. Takenaka,

who looked after Manami after that.

She kept a dog called, "Mook".

Manami loved that dog.

Feeding him was Manami's special task.

Mrs. Takenaka was hospitaIised in the new year.

So I'd have to finish up to be at day-care by 6pm.

On teacher conference days, I picked Manami up earlier,

and had her wait in the infirmary untiI the meeting finished.

Manami loved the Cotton Bunny character.

She had the bag, the handkerchief,

the tissues, the shoes...

Mr. Shimomura, you remember this purse?

Please, I want it, I want it!

But I just bought a jacket, right?

Why not, it's just a purse?

Looking back, maybe you were right.

Because in the end...

Manami?

It was her last act of wilfulness.

Miss!

February 1 3th

The police ruled it "accidental death due to fall into a body ofwater".

Breadcrumbs were found near the dog,

from the same bread as at Manami's day-care.

Apparently she went to the pool secretly, each week,

to give Mook his dinner.

She's crying.

Why are you crying?

Manami's no longer with us.

Those Iittle hands,

wiIl no longer touch my skin.

My hands wilI no longer

stroke that soft face and hair.

As her guardian,

Manami's death must be my responsibility.

However,

I can't leave it at that.

Manami is dead.

But it wasn't accidental.

She was kiIled,

by students in this cIass.

You won't believe what Moriguchi just said.

What's your greatest protection?

Is it your parents?

Is it a weapon?

Your most trustworthy aIly and protector

is the juvenile legal code.

Under Article 4 I of the penal code minors are not criminally responsibIe.

You can't be arrested.

Wonderful, huh?

A girl, 1 3 like yourselves,

calIing it "holy rite", laced her family dinners with poison.

Then blogged in detail about the symptoms.

The "Lunacy" thing?

Yes, "The Lunacy Incident".

A name she'd used in the blog

which the mass media picked up and used to fan the flames.

In the end, the reason she killed her entire family with cyanide

remains a total mystery.

Which just served to spawn wild ideas,

and earn her heroine status among her peers.

Tell us who the hell did it.

The science teacher who'd taught her about the chemicals

was persecuted mercilessly.

The girl herseIf, composing contrite statements in a juvenile facility,

wiIl return to society, right-as-rain.

You guys can murder

and get clean away.

That's exactly why I did it!

In any case,

murder can't be prevented.

If the mood takes you, grab a bat from the basebaIl team,

a knife from home economics, a jump-rope from the sports locker...

even these bare hands...

...wilI do the job.

- That hurts. - You okay?

Sorry.

Quickly...

You're aIl dying to know the name of the culprit, right?

I do apologise,

but I don't feel like making it pubIic.

That's the important bit!

Manami's father was Dr. Sakuramiya.

The reason we held a private ceremony,

was so he could grieve for her openly.

It was the first time he had held her,

yet her soul had already gone.

He toId me that he'd developed AIDS.

He'd only a few months left to Iive.

I didn't know what to say.

I think...

the day that Manami died, some important thing inside me

died along with her.

Last week I went to Mrs. Takenaka's house,

to pick up some of Manami's things.

Among them, was this...

the purse she'd begged for but I didn't buy.

Why was it there?

Mrs. Takenaka found it in Mook's kenneI.

They roll over here sometimes.

You know how students play catch when they're cIeaning the pooI?

I remembered that one ofthe penalties for breaking school rules

was pooIside cleaning duty or tidying the sports locker.

Not me.

I know who did it!

On that day...

did Manami go to the pool alone?

There were two killers.

Henceforth, I'll refer to them as Students A and B.

Student A has exceIlent grades and outwardIy presents no problem.

Although occasionalIy, I heard disturbing rumours about him.

Since elementary school, he traps cats and dogs,

then tortures them to death in his "execution machine".

"Execution machine"?

A weird contraption he made.

Then he posts photos on his website.

Genius Professor's Research Site

New Machine Under Development Watch This Space!

I called his elementary teacher, just in case.

They just said he wasn't a problem.

Just when I was beginning to put it out of my mind...

What was your major?

Student A came to my lab.

Chemistry.

Anything electrical?

Your father would be more knowIedgable than me.

Open it, there's something nice inside.

Isn't it great?

Am I your guinea-pig?

You made this to kill more animaIs?

Is that alI you can say?

Pop.

What?

You didn't hear it.

The sound of something important disappearing forever.

National Middle / High School Science Fair

Application Form

"Shocking anti-theft purse"

"Keeping your change away from thieves"

No "execution machine" then?

Whatever. Just put your seal on it.

From the disarm function he'd added, his stress on its safety

through to his pure and eager 7th grader report style...

...it all filled me with dread.

"A contribution to society"?

If you think it's that dangerous,

leave it for the judges to decide.

I did ask the Principal but my fears were laughed away.

In the end, his "Shocking Anti-Theft Purse"

earned the award of excellence in the Middle School finals.

Shuya, Shuya, Shuya...

Conclusion: Shuya Watanabe

I asked him the truth about Manami's death.

Just kidding...

He discussed it quite happily.

As if unaware the mother of the murdered chiId was before him.

Student A's motivation for the kiIling

was IaughabIy simple.

For the world to acknowledge his genius.

He wanted acclaim as a superior person.

However the day his science project made the papers...

it wasn't him who won the acclaim,

"Middle School Girl Murders 4 Family Members" - but another 1 3 year old.

You win praise for doing good but nobody realIy notices.

That Lunacy thing was no big deal.

Why is Potassium Cyanide special?

If it were me, every single thing...

I'd create with my own hands.

I want to kill him.

That was exactIy how I feIt.

Student B began school and started sports.

But it was all strength-building and he never got to hold a racket.

Die, die, die, die

Though unhappy, he hadn't the courage to talk to his course adviser.

He had his Mum get him off sports and started at cram school.

His grades didn't improve and he started to worry

but didn't work any harder.

He made it to a police station and was held there,

but was shocked when Mr. Tokura came to pick him up.

Why isn't it Miss Moriguchi?

Just shut up, idiot.

Die, die, die...

For breaking the ruIe against entering video arcades,

he was given a penalty.

Two weeks cleaning poolside and the changing rooms.

He'd never have the balls to kill.

I heard this all from Student B in his own home.

His mother sat beside him. Each time he spoke she'd say...

You poor thing...

She said it time and again.

Not about my dead daughter but about him.

Around February, Student A made his approach to B,

to lure him in to his dreadful plan.

I wonder who it can be?

What?

Is that the thing that won the prize?

It's got more power now, so I want to test it out.

Could be anyone, but the idea was to zap bad guys.

Then let's test it on bad guys.

Student B first suggested Mr. Tokura.

Student A didn't respond.

Then Student B put my name forward.

It was just unforgivable.

Her own student in a tight spot yet she sent a different teacher.

She's already been a guinea-pig.

Student A shot down that idea.

How about her daughter?

It'd teach her to put her kid before the needs of her students.

Student B described Manami's trips

to the pool to feed the dog.

And about the purse she so wanted

but I didn't buy her at the mall.

The one they selected for their target,

was the youngest and the weakest.

It was my daughter.

Your Mum didn't buy you this, right?

Or did she, already?

I thought so, because she told us to get it for you.

She did?

A Valentine Day present from your IoveIy mum.

Open it up,

there's chocolate inside.

What happened? She's not moving...

She's dead.

He was in a totaI panic... kicking up such a fuss.

You can telI everyone it was me who did it.

After I said that, l went home.

Then that idiot...

If they realised the purse kilIed her,

suspicion would falI on me.

So I figured I'd make it Iook like she fell.

A spur of the moment decision.

This is how Manami died.

As I already told the 2 boys,

if the police ruled it an accident I won't rehash that verdict.

But there is one thing.

What killed her wasn't the purse.

I had it thoroughly checked out.

It's incapable of stopping even a 4 year old's heart.

It's a pathetic piece of work.

Want to try it?

Manami had simply fallen unconscious.

She drowned after B threw her in.

That was the indisputable cause of Manami's death.

It's so ironic.

Student A had homicidal intent but wasn't able to kilI.

Student B did not, but brought about her death.

Even if arraigned by the authorities,

juveniIe law would mandate simple custodial supervision.

Innocent to all intents and purposes.

I judged that to be insufficient.

Teachers have a responsibility to guide students back to the right path.

I want them to admit their crime and appreciate how precious life is.

I want them to realise the gravity of their crime and live with that burden.

The milk that you alI just drank...

Two of them had something extra mixed in.

The HIV-infected bIood of Dr. Sakuramiya.

Be quiet!

You were both kind enough to drink it.

Thank you.

Please be sure to get a blood test in a couple of months.

If it worked, you'll have a 5- I 0 year incubation wait.

Plenty of time I should think,

to reflect on things and appreciate the preciousness of life.

Springtime...

when the flowers, trees, grass, birds, peopIe, too...

all blossom into Iife.

Every one of you,

please have a meaningfuI spring break.

That's the end.

Yuko Moriguchi's Confession

Miss Yuko...

Can you believe it?

After you left and the new term started,

our class could be this full of smiling faces?

6th April - 8th Grade, Class B Start ofterm

April...suddenly it's 8th grade and there's a new homeroom teacher.

Wer-ther has been my nickname since school.

Doesn't mean I spend my days in sorrow!

His jokes aren't funny,

too friendly from day one.

Hayakawa?

And Naoki?

Absent again with a cold.

We all knew he wasn't ill at all.

What surprised us more,

was that Shuya was at school at all.

I wasn't a good student back in my schooIdays.

But one particular book by one particular man changed my life.

That wasn't just unfunny,

it was a cruel joke.

"As I wandered the gIobe, I began to read the Bible.

In it, I glimpsed the true nature of education.

Though a man might have I 00 sheep,

shouId just I go astray,

in order to save that I , the man,

even though he risk the 99 others..."

Sir, you're the best!

I just want to be totally open with you aIl.

They're just a bunch ofwimps.

Whatever your problem, come to me.

Everyone was desperate to escape the truth you thrust at us.

I'lI handle whatever you throw at me!

They're all pretending to be idiots.

I want to be an eIder brother to you aIl!

"Mizuki Kitahara's Confession"

Dr. M. Sakuramiya

"Miyu"?

"Natsky"?

"Sugi-June"?

"Missa-Pon"?

I'm sorry.

I've been lying.

Naoki's not absent because of iIlness.

But he's not skipping schooI.

He wants to come but a mental issue prevents him.

The only person in class who doesn't know the reason is Werther himself.

Anyone leaks teacher's confession we'll treat you as "Student C"

We all got that anonymous text

right after the end ofthe previous term.

How about we try to make a nice atmosphere for Naoki's return?

Okay, say we take turns making notes,

then once a week, student chair Mizuki and I, deliver them?

What do you think, Mizuki?

Thank you.

Mizuki, don't you have a nickname?

Me-the-hoe...

I was called that in Elementary School.

Me-the-hoe!

Me-the-hoe.

Like the name, "Mizuho".

Mizuho, huh? I'lI call you that from now on.

Me-the-hoe...

Louder, louder!

Me-the-hoe, Me-the-hoe...

Where's Naoki?

If only his other teacher had been as enthusiastic as you,

maybe Naoki would've escaped this mentaI issue he has.

That lady, she was a singIe mother, right?

Bringing her own child to work, in the first place...

To avoid talking about the incident, she kept criticising Miss Yuko.

She was so caught up in her own child she'd no time for her students.

- If I might say... - Poor Naoki...

If he puts his mind to it, he can do anything.

Trust me with your son, pIease.

Thank you very much.

DarIing...

Mind your own business!

"Yuko Shimomura's Confession" - It's all that woman's fault.

That my lovely Naoki turned into this...

I'm taking a piss.

He hates us touching anything he's made dirty.

He cleans everything incessantly.

Yet for all that,

he doesn't wash his hair,

or take a bath.

That bitch...

Why Manami?

Why did she have to die?

What are you suggesting?

As if it were Naoki's fault the daughter died.

He was just tricked into helping by a bad friend.

You poor thing.

DarIing...

Get away!

You don't regret a thing, do you?

Shuya Watanabe - Die

Murderer

1 2 points, 8 points

Die murderer

Maekawa adds 2 points

Rack up "Punish-Him Points"

"The murderer's comeuppance measured in points" - This text went to everybody.

Of course it was anonymous.

Who'Il write some kind words to Naoki?

K is for...

"Keep smiling"

I is for...

"It's better to share"

L is for...

"Life can be hard"

L is for...

"Let's be happy"

How's he coming along?

Could I just have a word?

Sir...

Call me Werther.

Even if we keep this up, Naoki's never coming back.

I think this makes it worse.

Mizuho, we're at a crucial point now.

Overcome and we'Il see the Iight.

E is "Everyone's waiting"

R is "Return to us soon"

Why is it?

My good boy, Naoki...

every time they show up,

he gets so upset.

That stupid teacher,

spouting his fancy words,

yet doing no good at all.

I put a sleeping pill in his lunch.

My husband's always away at work.

My daughter's busy at college in Tokyo.

As the only one here.

I'm all that child has.

I have to protect him.

Mother...

DarIing.

Who is this kid?

Why's he smiling?

It's June...

We've had bullying in our class.

The victim is Shuya Watanabe.

I found this message folded in yesterday's homework.

I don't want a brave student's warning to be in vain.

It's not bullying but jealousy.

Someone's harassing him out of envy at his top grades.

But just because he's good that doesn't make you inferior!

Nobody thinks that for a second.

Being smart is part of Shuya's individuality.

Just like you alI have your own individuality.

The individuality to persecute the weak.

The individuality to forget bad things.

I want you aIl to nurture those identities.

As I keep watch over you.

You snitched, right?

No way.

It wasn't me.

The reason I was suspect was

my Punish-Him Point score

Mizuki - 0 points

AIlying yourself with a murderer.

Don't you have any feelings?

Don't you feel sorry for Miss Yuko?

Let me go.

Kiss...kiss...

Miss...

our class is messed up.

Naoki's crying.

He's probably remembering the incident.

He's feeling sorry for that girl who died.

I understand that.

He hasn't changed at all.

Still as gentle as ever.

My dear Naoki.

K...I...

L...L...E...R...

"Killer - Die"

Can you meet at the Koshu bridge?

I'll be there.

So there it is.

I wasn't worried.

I knew you'd be okay.

Want a soda?

You say you knew?

I figured Miss Yuko lied all along.

Mixing AIDS bIood into the milk...

People were dumb to believe it.

Why?

Think about it.

If you're serious about revenge, about killing someone,

you don't say stuff Iike that.

I wonder...

She'd never do it.

No matter how much she hated you.

There's no way she could.

It was just a way to make you two think stuff over.

I could just telI.

Aren't you scared?

Of me?

Even though I'm Student A?

Why did you show me your result?

My Iife's nothing.

But yours is precious.

Sending texts, inciting everyone, it's obviously you.

Mr. Hoshino...

Any more shit from you...

you'll get tongue next time.

Just kidding.

I'lI buy everything...

everything he touched.

Best not eat it you might get AIDS.

At the end of last term,

Miss Moriguchi infected my milk...

He then told me the most terrifying thing.

That Moriguchi,

she's the devil incarnate.

Darling, let's go to hospital.

It doesn't matter.

Don't be silIy. If you die, what about me?

I'm a murderer, you know.

Nonsense.

You just moved the body to heIp a friend.

It wasn't a body. She was unconscious.

I dropped her in the pool.

But...they said...

Hang on...you didn't know she was alive.

Not true, Mum...

She woke up, right in front of me.

And then...

I just...

July...

No-one harasses Shuya any more.

...harasses Shuya any more.

Don't Iook, it's just a letter.

- To who? - I won't send it.

It's just good to write down my feelings.

Amazing...

It's great, Shuya...

That's all I needed.

I just wanted someone to praise me.

I'd been without a mother

for so long,

I'd been so alone...

Everything I'd never been able to talk about,

I opened up to Shuya.

The Lunacy girl...

she's such a kindred spirit.

I revealed the real me, that nobody knew.

Is there anyone you want to kilI?

Please go away.

Naoki, if you're there, Iisten to me!

Withdrawing into yourself soIves nothing!

Unload all your problems on me.

I'lI solve them all. BeIieve me, Naoki!

Be at schooI for the end of term tomorrow.

We're waiting for you!

Thank you for always coming with me.

This Naoki...

is no longer my Naoki.

My gentle Naoki...

he's gone.

Dear Yoshihiko and Mariko,

farewell...

and my apologies.

I'll take Naoki and go on ahead.

We're heading to heaven.

DarIing...

Next day, the end ofterm meeting ended early,

for an afternoon teacher's meeting.

It seemed that Naoki

had killed his mother.

Just telI the police exactly what happened.

Yes.

Miss...Miss Yuko,

I'd like to ask you something.

Is life really that precious?

Really? Everybody's life?

I'm collecting various drugs.

I thought...

maybe I'd use them to kill myself.

But it'd be easy to put in Werther's tea, too.

His life is not important.

You felt the same about Naoki and Shuya.

No, I can't believe that's true.

But it's scary,

to think there's a part ofme

that doesn't care ifWerther dies.

I told them everything.

Naoki was driven into a corner.

The reason he did what he did...

All of it...

was Werther's fault.

Nobody told me that it was wrong to murder.

Rather than picture books and dream-filled fairy tales,

my mum read Ohm's Law, Norton's Theorem

always explaining electrical engineering.

She'd dismantle all my cute toys

and explain the workings to me.

My mother was a promising researcher in her field.

But she married the dullest of guys

and the kid they made,

was me.

In order to become my mother,

she abandoned her bright future in research.

You're an intelIigent boy.

You've got mum's blood in your veins.

But she soon grew to regret it,

and resent the cause,

me...

Why don't you understand?

How come you can't do it?

If onIy I hadn't had you.

If only she hadn't had me...

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

That's enough.

Unable to bear it, my father divorced her.

Mother resolved to restart her career as a researcher.

Of course, leaving me behind.

All she left for me...

These wonderfuI books all had a huge influence on me.

They'll pIay a big role in your future.

was a load of books and a parting line.

You've got my blood in your veins.

You've definitely inherited your mother's genius.

See you.

That's when I heard it.

The sound of something important disappearing forever.

"Shuya Watanabe's Confession"

Pop.

Everyone disappears.

You want some?

I'll disappear, too.

As will the world around me.

All of it.

3 I st August.

I just rigged a bomb at the school.

Its trigger is my cellphone.

An essay of mine entitled "Life" was selected by the school district.

At tomorrow's opening ceremony,

I'm due to read it in front ofthe entire school.

"Appreciate how precious life is!

I'll never forget Miss Moriguchi's words.

After losing her only daughter in an unfortunate accident,

her words

and the truth within them..."

I'll trigger the bomb just as I finish.

Blasting myself and the idiots around me, into smithereens.

Of course the mass media will love it.

However,

I can't abide the trite analysis that'll follow.

So I'm posting my last testament

by myself on this website.

My father remarried the following year.

Per the laws of natural science,

idiots mate with idiots

and idiot offspring result.

I talked it over with your dad.

My idea is to make the stock room into a study for you.

We don't want baby's cries to upset your studies.

I kept reading my mother's books,

feeling our blood bond grow stronger.

I wanted to employ the genius she'd bestowed.

Dreams of useless normal people bowing down before me,

began to grow monstrously.

What's this?

A reverse alarm clock.

These idiots I'd attracted with pledges to de-censor porno

could never appreciate the nature of my genius.

Genius Professor's Research Site - Firstly, I created a website,

a gathering-place for prodigies which I linked to my mother's college.

"Engineering genius grade schooler posts amazing inventions - check it out!"

I thought maybe my mum would take a look.

- But...

"Comments (0)"

Then I got mad,

and posted all sorts of crap...

Execution Machine

Comments ( I 8 I )

What you did was OK.

National Middle / High School Science Fair - Yoshikazu Seguchi.

I was delighted to see that name on the jury panel.

He was a respected scientist and a great influence on my mother.

To think he might see my creations,

would be a perfect test of my inherited genius.

If selected for a prize,

the news might make its way to her.

I tested the prototype on my teacher.

It passed with flying colours.

I won the national award of excellence.

Middle School Girl Murders 4 Family Members - However...

A local middle school girl is helping police with their inquiries...

A thing like that couldn't get the world's attention.

Nobody noticed,

especially not my mother.

I needed something bigger the entire media would cover.

A massive incident.

A murder.

Something that required my inherited talents.

A special murder, only genius could carry out.

It didn't matter who I killed.

But I did need an accomplice.

Someone who wouldn't guess my real thinking.

Who would do as I say,

then blurt out my crime to the entire world.

A true idiot among idiots.

There he was.

You can telI everyone it was me who did it.

Don't worry, you're not an accompIice.

You were never my equal.

You're a dumb-ass wimp.

It's obvious you're a failure.

I just told him the truth...

"4 Year Old Drowns After Fall Into Pool" - Why did he have to do that?

Why did he butt in?

I wanted to be your friend.

I just...

with you...

I didn't have anyone.

Want to come watch movies?

I always wanted to talk to you.

To think someone noticed me...

You're different from those jerks.

You seem relaxed...grown-up.

Someone acknowledged me.

So I chose a target, as you asked.

How about her daughter?

Why Manami?

Why did she have to die?

I wonder why?

I've forgotten it now.

I just did as I was told.

I even surveyed the scene first.

But then you...

You can telI everyone it was me who did it.

That jerk...

He so wanted to be a murderer.

But he couldn't do it.

The kid was still alive.

She was breathing properly.

It's obvious you're a failure.

A failure, huh?

He wanted to kilI but couldn't.

He's the damn failure.

Look who's talking.

I managed to achieve

what he couldn't.

Why did you butt in?

If you want to telI the world, feel free.

Pop.

After a month that idiot teacher finally twigged.

I don't intend to rehash the police verdict.

Damn it.

What killed her wasn't the purse.

It's incapable of stopping even a 4 year old's heart.

It sucks.

Two of them had something extra mixed in.

The HIV-infected bIood of Dr. Sakuramiya.

That was perfect, Moriguchi!

A deadly disease...

Perfect...if I contract that,

Dad would surely have to tell Mum.

He'd have to let me see her.

Actually, she'd move mountains to come find me.

We're reconciled, she looks after me...

A perfect testament to my genius.

Pop.

After that, I was just killing time.

The smiling...

The tears...

All ofit...that, too.

Everything...life itself.

Just meaningless...

...a waste oftime.

I saw you by chance that day...

Why did he do that?

The retard.

The one I considered a failure.

It was Moriguchi's fauIt.

She was trying to kilI me.

She even sent a spy to my home.

Yet my mum kept bad-mouthing her to him.

That's why she was kiIled.

I desperateIy tried to stop her getting infected.

To prevent her dying.

I was going to be kiIled, too.

I mean...

Am I even alive?

"Naoki Shimomura's confession" - It certainly doesn't feel like it.

I stink.

But it's proof I'm alive.

This hair, my nails, the dandruff, the stench...

Being hungry...all proof I'm alive.

I'm dying...I'm dying!

I'm dying.

At the age ofjust 1 3.

Moriguchi's kiIling me.

I've never kissed,

or made out,

or done anything.

Why?

You're such a failure.

No, I'm not!

I'm...

Naoki, you're a good boy.

Aren't I, Mum?

Good at sport, at studying...

At kilIing...

You can succeed if you try.

I'm so sorry, darling...

Why?

'Cause you're a failure.

Shut up!

I'm sorry.

Your poor mum,

she didn't bring you up right.

FaiIure.

According to his lawyer,

the child apparently received the court's verdict calmly.

Miss, about "life"...

To think how much he loved his mum...

SiIly jerk.

Look who's talking.

Nothing.

What do you mean by that?

- You're being scary. - What the heIl do you know?

I know everything about you.

You were just a way to kill time.

But I was through.

I'm sick of that "Lunacy" crap.

And your longing to be like her.

Collecting crap like this...

You identify with Lunacy?

You're just a wannabe, dreaming littIe dreams.

You're an idiot.

Shuya...

You haven't got the courage to kill.

Why not drink this and make a start?

Mother complex.

That's aIl you are.

Hung up on a mother who abandoned you.

Yet without the balls to go see her.

Scared in case she rejects you, right?

You know fulI welI she abandoned you.

Miss...

I saw you by chance that day...

I did.

You didn't add anything, did you?

I mean put blood in the milk.

You'd never do that.

So I always thought.

Now I don't know anymore.

Now I don't care if Werther dies.

It seems Mr. Terada's taking time off school.

Since Shimomura turned out like that.

But it was Werther's fault...

It was my fault.

I'd meet up with him occasionaIly.

He was so enthusiastic...

...so pure-hearted...

Such a Sakuramiya devotee.

So I confessed the fact Sakuramiya was Manami's father.

I reeled him in and used him...

...to corner those boys.

Of course I didn't tell him how Manami died.

He Iistened to my advice so carefuIly.

About home visits to Shimomura...

"No matter how unpopular keep at it, at Ieast once a week..."

"If the door's shut in your face, keep calIing."

"Sakuramiya would do no less."

That's what I kept telIing him.

When he asked me about Watanabe's bullying,

I toId him to claim a student had reported it,

to help bring it home to them.

Knowing fuIl weIl it'd promote further bullying.

I said it on purpose.

I was disappointed to hear it'd stopped.

I counted on the cruelty of the class

to resuIt in his death or suicide.

You guys were kinder than I thought.

Miss...

This is for you.

Thank you.

As to blood in their miIk...

"Don't repay hatred with hatred.

That'll never bring peace of mind.

Someday they'Il be reformed.

BeIieve in them.

That'll bring your salvation, too."

That's what Sakuramiya said.

To the very end,

he kept saying the right thing.

Whereas I...

went ahead and told them anyway.

But even if I'd actually done it,

the chance of infection's practicalIy zero.

Even if you get AIDS,

it's not a death sentence now.

Drugs can ward off the disease.

With Sakuramiya,

if we'd found the cancer earlier, he wouldn't have died.

But you aIl had no idea...

You quaked at the mention of HIV.

So pathetic and clueless...

Miss...

I Iost my family.

And Shuya...

I'lI never forgive.

So?

Do you think I should die?

You don't understand.

Shuya's just lonely.

He just wants to be noticed...

...by his mother.

Because she left...

'Cause his mum abandoned him...

he just needs recognition and...

Miss...

About life...

It's no big deal.

It's all so stupid.

She was still warm.

It was so creepy, I put the body in the fridge.

It's just a minor committing murder.

The juvenile penal code will protect me.

I won't get the death sentence.

What a let-down.

When I began building, I wasn't sure how I'd use it.

"Associate Professor Yasaka" - Three days ago.

It was from my mother, saying she wanted to meet.

Without a second thought, I headed for her university.

Department of Science & Engineering, Electrical Engineering Lab 3...

I saw her, just beyond the door.

If I'd just call out, tears would flow,

and she'd hug me to her.

But...

just then I had a realisation.

What I wanted her to embrace, wasn't this body of mine,

but something bigger,

my talent and...

...the great exploit I'd leave behind.

I walked away from the university.

In order to Ieave my mark on the world,

I'd found a use for my bomb.

The imminent mass murder,

won't have some idiot like Shimomura for a witness,

but all ofyou who gather on this site.

The historical events oftomorrow,

my death too,

must be vouched for,

and my desires recorded,

for the benefit of my mother.

In this world, there are people who can be forgiven for murder.

For them...

...for me, too.

...to build a better, new world,

there is a right to overstep certain obstacles.

That's what the hero of "Crime and Punishment"

Raskolnikov says before he kills the old woman.

But what I want to say is

that life...

every Iife...is precious,

every Iife is beautiful,

and in this world of ours, every Iife has equaI value!

Just kidding...

Darling, it's Mummy. Sorry you've been so lonely.

Who is this?

Long time, no see.

It's Moriguchi.

I have your bomb.

A simple thing put together by a simple mind.

It was a cinch to disarm.

You blabbered on the website...

- Shut up! - No, I won't.

I want to discuss my revenge.

Simply killing you,

won't result in you despising your life.

Rather than murder,

I kept checking your website for a better idea.

Then I saw it, your ode to your mother.

But lying is wrong.

As your former teacher, I must correct your mistruths.

The e-mail with your mother's address.

Did you think that was from her?

Mother...

You sure hurried over there the next day.

I saw her, just beyond the door.

ActuaIly, you left without seeing her.

In order to leave my mark on the world.

How could you Iie like that?

You bitch.

You crept into her research lab,

clutching your crappy inventions in the hope she'd take a look.

But she wasn't to be found.

Isn't that right, Watanabe?

Hey.

What do you want?

This is Associate Professor Yasaka, right?

Do you know her?

The person I admire most in the world.

Yes, but her name's, Seguchi, now.

Seguchi?

These guys are on their honeymoon right now.

Amazing at their age... a shotgun marriage.

You chucked everything and ran out ofthere, bawling.

Impressed that I know?

I was watching.

It was me who sent you the address of her workplace.

Miss Kitahara,

the girl you kiIled,

she told me your one weakness.

Shuya's just lonely.

He just wants to be noticed,

by his mother.

I did some research.

It was easy to get the whereabouts,

of the woman you'd commit murder to have notice you.

And to find out who she's with.

Shut up!

I wanted to check the extent of your feelings with my own eyes.

After acting so cool, you were in a totaI mess.

Just then I had a realisation...

That you'd been abandoned...

Worse, you'd been totaIly forgotten.

I walked away from the university.

Total despair. Time to die without more ado,

and take as many people with you as possibIe.

That's the reaI reason for pIanting the bomb.

Are you stupid?

You don't have a clue how I feel.

You're the one without a clue.

Why did innocent people have to die?

AIl you care about is your mother.

Why did Manami and Kitahara have to die?

It doesn't matter who I kill.

Then just kill your beloved mother.

Shut up!

Give that to me.

The poIice wiIl be there soon.

They should have discovered Kitahara's body about now.

That poor kid...

She was the onIy one,

who knew what an arrogant weakling you are.

It's just a minor committing murder.

The penal code will protect me. I won't get the death sentence.

Even if the law protects you,

I wilI never forgive.

This morning, after dismantling your bomb.

I went to see someone.

Taking with me,

your precious present.

This person that you'd been longing to see,

I was able to meet easily.

Apparently, she'd only just returned from her honeymoon.

We talked about everything.

I told her how much you loved her.

How many had been sacrificed.

It turns out,

she'd not forgotten you at all.

Stop it.

At the very least, I gave her your present.

I dropped offyour invention.

Then quickly said my goodbyes.

Your mother's a lovely woman.

So I prayed you wouldn't push the button.

But in the end...

...you went ahead.

Just kidding.

I heard the sound of an important thing disappearing, too.

Not so much, "pop"...

...as "Boom".

Shut up!

Mr. Watanabe,

the bomb was built and was activated

by you.

This is my revenge.

A living heIl.

From now on,

your reformation begins, one step at a time.

Just kidding.

Based on a novel by Kanae Minato

Takako Matsu

Yoshino Kimura

Masaki Okada

Written & Directed by Tetsuya Nakashima

Translation by Kennedy Taylor & Aya Futami

Subtitles Processed by Silk Purse Enterprises, UK