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Mr. Shishiba?

What is it?

Now I understand what you were saying the other day.

Huh?

It gets on your nerves when someone wrecks your home.

I told you so.

Though I must say, this is much worse than a simple "wreck."

40 percent of the Kanto Branch has been destroyed,

and the JAA stocks took a sharp fall.

I heard many clients are cancelling hit requests, too.

They've done some serious damage.

Wait a minute.

What about our annual bonus?

I wouldn't expect much.

It's over...

You're overreacting.

Upper management has decided to revise some of the JAA regulations.

We lost a lot of people,

so they'll have to find replacements, too.

Are you listening?

Anyway,

I suppose we'll need to gather the others

and have them come back soon.

The other Order members?

That's right.

I wonder what Kanaguri's been up to?

I don't like him.

Come on now, play nice.

The nerve suture is complete.

Your nerve fibers will recover slowly, like a sprouting plant.

It will take a while before you can feel your fingertips.

Try not to move it much until the blood flow stabilizes.

Awesome. It's really connected.

Thanks, Mr. Kashima.

You should be thanking the person who cut it off.

The cut was so clean that the muscle tissue hardly had any damage.

Who was this person?

Who could come this close to defeating you?

Don't let it bother you, Gaku.

You're probably the first person ever to survive a battle against Mr. Takamura.

Boss.

Good to see your arm's back together.

He says he won't fix my ear, though.

Even I have my limits!

You seem rather tired.

Yeah, I'm exhausted.

The attack on the JAA was a failure.

I didn't expect to see Mr. Takamura.

At the end, Uda saved the day.

So, what's the deal with that old dude?

I don't know.

How long he's been in The Order,

what his relationship is to the JAA,

or even what he's thinking... No one knows.

Aside from his incredible strength, Mr. Takamura is a complete mystery.

Personally, I sometimes wonder whether he's something

like a ghost, or a monster.

Perhaps, he's a being manifested out of peoples' imaginations.

The idea that if everyone in the world believes something,

that "something" would become real?

So he's like the culmination of bloodlust gathered from all the assassins on earth?

No wonder he's that strong.

Perhaps, collectively,

our minds have enough energy to create a whole person.

Well, that's enough ghost stories for today.

With someone that strong against us,

things won't be as simple as we thought.

And there's Sakamoto, too.

I did not expect to see you like this.

So, what do we do now?

You wanna gather the others and go on a Japan tour?

There are lots of JAA branches, right?

Oh, of course not.

We won't be risking our chances like that.

I'm sure the other branches will have heightened their security measures.

Now that Uda's gone,

I suppose it's time we added more pawns.

Gonna recruit from the JAA?

No...

I want pawns that are untainted.

Blank canvases are easier to paint on.

Preparations are already in place.

By the way, Mr. Sakamoto,

I'm happy to go to the JCC to gather information on Slur,

but to be honest, I don't know much about the JCC.

I got my license through an external exam.

What?

Do you mean you got your license

without going to school?!

Uh, well... Yeah.

No way, that's crazy!

- No wonder you're Taro's partner! - All fresh batches...

Right, Piisuke?

The Floaters fixed everything back to normal!

That idiot Nagumo must've made a mess.

You really are a genius!

Come on, drop it already!

JCC is that school for hit men, right?

- Is this the one? - Huh?

A STRESS-FREE SCHOOL

I didn't know they had a homepage.

"JCC Incorporated Educational Institution,

a boarding school with 35 instructors, and a four-year program."

"1,000 students with a male to female ratio of eight to two."

"Ten percent of the students obtain their hit man licenses,

and the other 90 percent either quit or die during training."

I'd never want to go here.

Man, those were the days.

Go to the page about annual events.

Mr. Manager, you graduated from the JCC, right?

Can you go visit as an alum?

No, the JCC doesn't let people in its grounds that easily.

Their security is very tight.

It is? Then how are we going to--

I found this as I was cleaning the living room just now.

Would you care to explain what this is?

Taro, you'd better not be

trying to raise Hana to be an assassin!

No, ma'am.

"JCC Transfer Exam"?

"General Admissions Policy"?

You don't mean...

TRANSFERS WELCOME! JOIN US, FUTURE HIT MEN!

Please make sure your seatbelt is fastened securely around your waist.

This flight will be arriving at your destination in three hours.

Feel free to ask a flight attendant if you need any assistance.

We're going undercover as students?

It's the safest, surest way.

They'll notice just by our ages!

No need to worry about that.

Look around you.

You're right.

Everyone's older than I expected.

The JCC has no age limit.

This transfer exam is especially difficult to pass.

Some fail many times and take it year after year.

I didn't know.

SALTED SEAWEED POTATO CHIPS

But Mr. Sakamoto, you're an alum! Won't they recognize you?

I'll disguise myself.

That's how you're gonna get past security?

Just wearing a cap? There's no way they won't notice!

What's with all the yappin'? Annoying newbies.

They'll get killed soon anyway.

Wow, those two are really something.

Aren't they nervous at all?

MAY YOU PASS THE EXAM

No, I need to stop doubting myself.

I'm gonna be an assassin. I'm gonna do it.

I wonder what level we can expect

from people who come to take the JCC Transfer Exam?

The Transfer Exam is much harder than the General Admissions Exam.

Many applicants are already good enough to be pros.

Keep your guard up.

Yes, sir.

Why are those two wolfing down food before the exam?

He ate so many.

It's not an eating contest.

Hey.

Are you two new?

I see you've got lots of energy.

JACK CASS AKA KILL BABY

28 YEARS OLD - SIXTH ATTEMPT AT EXAM

What do you want, geezer?

You'd better watch your mouth, brat.

I've got a piece of advice for you.

It's better to take the exam on an empty stomach.

Hunger sharpens the human senses.

As always, he's bothering the newbies.

What a jackass.

Only one out of forty pass this exam.

And the material changes every year, so you don't know what to expect.

You'd better be ready in your best state, or you two will die.

'Kay, whatever.

This is good soup.

Guys like you will be the first to die.

I'll make sure to watch when you do!

Your spaghetti wasn't even warm.

Want me to kill him?

It's okay. Killing him won't bring back my spaghetti.

That's so mean...

They must be new just like me, nervous about the exam.

He didn't have to...

No, no. I'm in no position to pity them.

Even a moment's distraction could be the death of me.

I'm going to pass this exam and become an assassin.

Oh, but I can't help but feel sorry for them!

Good luck, rookies!

Hello, JCC applicants,

thank you very much for joining us today.

My name is Mizuno. If I could have your attention,

I would like to explain the rules of your exam before we arrive.

Among the 360 applicants aboard this flight,

there are multiple test examiners in disguise.

Each examiner has

special bullets with "JCC" engraved on them.

Your task is to identify the examiners and steal a bullet.

Examiner? But they're professional assassins, right?

We have to fight them?

Question!

Can I kill them when I steal the bullet?

Yes, of course.

If you can, that is.

So, ladies and gentlemen,

have a nice flight.

It starts just like that?

Poop, poop, gonna find some...

An airplane!

Bye-bye!

Stop! I'm an applicant!

You're lying!

Your weapons have been assigned at random.

Please utilize your weapons' features as much as possible.

Do you think I'm a joke?

I demand you give me a new weapon!

I can't get a fair fight with this!

Huh?

One must quickly adapt to any situation, at any time.

That's what hit men do.

Drew another blank.

Ew, gross.

The examiners are probably JCC instructors or senior students working part-time.

Which means they'd be among those in their mid to late twenties.

I'll study their movements and narrow down my targets.

This is stupid.

They're so serious, fighting from the get-go.

I'm smart enough to wait for them to kill each other.

I'll just steal the bullet off of whoever's left at the end.

I can't get him.

Are you an examiner?

No...

'Kay, then.

With all these people, it's hard to hear what they're thinking.

My head hurts.

Hmm?

Let's see here...

How does this thing work?

Lucky me.

A wimp with a good weapon.

I'm so sorry! I swear I didn't mean to!

Please don't kill us!

That's the guy from earlier.

A ball-point pen?!

He drew a terrible weapon!

Poor guy!

That rookie is definitely going to die.

Darn it! This is not the time to be worrying about other people!

What?

This is a nice pen.

What the... Who is this guy?

Man, that fatty's super strong.

So that must mean... I'm sure of it!

- He's an examiner! - What?!

- The fatty? - Give me the bullet!

What? Oh no!

The bullet's mine!

Um, sir? Thank you

- for helping me. - Got it.

Huh?

He's an examiner.

Wow, I had no idea.

And the way he fought bare-handed...

It was like a veteran assassin.

I overdid it...

You...

You're amazing! I'm absolutely impressed!

As a fellow rookie, you have my respect, sir!

Watching you has been really inspiring.

Yeah, all right then. I gotta give it my all!

I see.

Good luck.

Huh?

I don't need three.

What?!

I wonder where he went.

No, you mustn't! I can't accept this!

You see, I have a role model.

And I don't think that person would accept the bullet.

I mean, it's not like I'm anything like them...

I'm so puny.

I've been told I'd be better off doing chores than hits.

That's what my parents would say.

You'll never know until you try.

You're right. You just proved to me that body size doesn't matter!

Oh no, sorry! That's not what I meant! I'm so sorry!

Come on, you're so weak.

Those who can't do hits, teach at the JCC, huh?

This is too easy.

Applicant number four, Mafuyu Seba...

You're not too bad.

I'm allowed to kill you for this, right?

That's what you said.

How annoying.

Stay outta my way, geezer.

Huh? Who you calling a geezer?

I'm only 21!

Well, I'm 14, so 21 is a geezer, for sure.

Shit!

He's used to combat.

What?

Ugh, that sucks!

That's so disgusting!

That is so not cool. I could report you for harassment.

You knew what you were getting into!

What are you, a germaphobe?!

It's not like I wanted to take the Transfer Exam.

My stupid big brother gave me the flu on the day of the General Admissions Exam.

I bet everyone's already made groups and cliques... This sucks.

What's with this entitled germaphobe?

Like, I seriously don't want to get dirty.

I really hate it.

I need to keep clean...

So I make sure I don't get my hands dirty.

A hidden weapon!

He's so fast!

That was close.

Little punk!

Die!

I gotta get better.

I can't keep weighing down Mr. Sakamoto.

What was that?

How did he know all of my moves?

Sorry, kid.

There's someone

I need to catch up to, fast.

ONE YEAR AGO

Mr. Uda,

I got these for you.

A beginner's guide for spies, some supplements,

and a few canned foods that looked good.

Thank you, Mr. Kashima.

MINERALS - MACKEREL

This is from me.

I drew you with zinnia flowers.

Look up the meaning of the flower later, okay?

Boss is getting better at drawing.

I appreciate it.

Okay then, I'm going.

Gaku, Uda's leaving.

Come and see him off.

Right.

He'll be back soon, anyway.

Gaku, where are your manners?

It's okay, Mr. Kashima.

Let's go to karaoke when I'm back, Gaku.

Good luck, man.

I'm bored.

Subtitle translation by: Yuka Kristi