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"The other party pulled a gun

so I drew the gun in my possession and fired two fatal shots."

Gosh.

I wrote the address wrong.

Excuse me.

Do I have to start over if I make a mistake?

Yes, you do.

Sorry.

Let's see.

- Here's a new form. - Thanks.

I hate this handwritten system.

Me too.

Miyauchi!

I'll handle that. Feel free to eat lunch.

- Sure, thanks. - Hey, wait! Gloves!

You really should wear gloves!

Understood.

- Geez! - Just copy mine!

Lunch...

You can eat at a place like this?

I've got to eat while we have the chance today.

Oh man. It's been so long since I ate sitting down!

Thanks for the meal.

Look how she makes her own lunch.

Handmade. Gosh.

I see how it is.

You can't alternate bites, can you?

Oh, yes.

When the flavors mix

I feel like I'll lose my mind.

You eat all the toppings before the rice?

A high school friend of mine

hated dipping tsukemen noodles.

They would pour the broth on like this.

- I get it. - Really?

Yakiben too.

- "Yakiben?" - Yakisoba bento.

That's a Hokkaido thing.

Miyauchi must be from Hokkaido.

I only fill it halfway with hot water and eat them crunchy.

Gosh!

I'm the opposite. I can't eat without rice.

A "rice at every meal" type?

That's me.

- Gosh. - I can survive on rice alone.

At one time, you couldn't even eat a teriyaki burger without rice.

- Really? - Yes.

Hello? This is Tasaka. Yes?

What?

That's sudden.

No, it's fine. Understood.

Damn it...

Is something wrong?

Our afternoon appointment has been rescheduled.

What?

They never give us notice.

I rushed my lunch in this dirty place for nothing.

Want to grab some coffee?

You know, if we go home now, it'll be a waste of a day.

Right.

Anywhere in mind?

A nearby cafe or something.

Give me a minute.

In that case, there's somewhere I want to check out. Is that okay?

Oh, sure! No problem!

You too, Mahiro.

What?

Can I go too?

Maybe Miyauchi is only going because I won't go.

- You know... - Let's go together.

I'll go.

- Let's go. - Hey, if you want coffee

I know a place that has good rice omelets.

It's hard to get in, though.

- Should I make a reservation for-- - Good work today.

- What? - Good work today.

Is it nearby?

We'll have to walk a bit.

Good work!

Yes, this is it.

You've got swag today, Chisato.

- Oh yes? - Yes.

Well, we had to be in disguise

so Mahiro and I went shopping in Koenji.

- Really? - I bought this outfit there.

- She did. - It's cute.

I haven't been to a fancy place like this for a while.

What did you do on your day off yesterday?

Well...

I went to the dentist.

What? Just the dentist?

Yes, just the dentist.

I didn't do anything else, did I?

Mahiro can only schedule one event per day.

- Right? - Yes.

Did you do anything special, Miyauchi?

Well, the other day

I had a full day off, so I went to an exhibition in Ueno.

I looked at tableware, had lunch, and went to the gym.

Then I took a walk in the park

cashed a coupon, and watched a movie.

I'd go crazy doing all that in one day.

Thank you for waiting.

- Gosh! - Yes!

- Nice. - Looks good.

Man, I'm hungry.

- Oh, she should join in. - Miyauchi!

- Don't wait for me. - No, that's not it.

Hey, what's this thing?

It's Kumakichi. Heard of him?

- Kumakichi? - Kumakichi?

This cafe promotes fandom.

When I get a chance, I take pictures together

and post them on social media.

Nice. I wish I had a hobby like that.

Well, you have a camera, don't you?

This one's only for photos of you, Chisato.

Goodness.

It's fun with stuffed animals. Try it.

Gosh!

Hey, that does look fun.

Give it a try!

Yes, but... I can barely take care of myself.

I couldn't handle a pet.

YANAKA SHOPPING STREET

There's a lot to choose from.

It's taking care of another life...

They're living things after all.

Hello!

They have a good selection.

- How cute! - What's that?

An angel.

It's cute. Want to buy it?

You don't "buy" them. They say you "take them home."

I'm...

taking this little one home.

I approve.

Hi!

- "Hello." - Oh, hello there!

"Hi."

BABY ASSASSINS EVERYDAY!

BABY ASSASSINS EVERYDAY!

Here we go.

- Bring the light forward. - Forward.

Forward!

- Tell me when-- - There!

- Oh, that's cute! - Yes!

- We found... - A cute point.

Gosh, look at that!

Rock, paper, scissors, go!

- Demon cow. - Yes.

Demon cow.

Cowman versus Cowboy. Ready, go.

- Cowman. - Cowboy.

Rock, paper, scissors, go!

- Darn it. - Cowman.

With sunglasses.

- Without. - With.

- Without! - Okay, without.

KALBIKA, GYUTARO, COWBOY, COWMAN

Look.

NAMING TOURNAMENT

Ready, go!

- Kalbika! - Kalbika!

- Kalbika! - Your name is Kalbika!

Kalbika!

Yes!

"So, my name is Kalbika?"

- Okay! - Yes, looks cute.

I want to take him to the beach too.

- Yes. - Should we go to Enoshima?

You're leaving the house more often now.

- Yes, it's all thanks to Kalbika. - Right.

What?

- He's gone. - What?

What? Where...

Did I drop him?

- Maybe... - The cafe?

No, I checked when we left.

- Let's retrace our steps. - Yes.

- Kalbika? - Kalbika!

Where did he go?

- Where are you? - There he is!

What?

Thank goodness!

I'm so sorry!

Someone put him there so he wouldn't get stepped on.

- I guess there's hope for Tokyo yet. - Yes!

I'd better make sure I don't lose you again.

Welcome home!

- "That was scary!" - Forgive me!

That's a relief.

TO THE PERSON WHO PICKED UP KALBIKA

"Always..." No.

"May my gratitude reach you!"

There.

You know...

Depending on the mood or maybe my feelings?

With every angle, location, or time

he looks totally different.

It's like

he really is alive.

I'm glad you found a hobby.

Yes, it's not like having a hobby makes me better or anything

but it's nice.

What?

Gosh, what the heck?

He says that "major project" thing is officially set.

What? What do you mean?

How can they just decide that without asking?

Oh man, I really can't do this!

What the hell is a "major project" anyway? Gosh, kill me.

We said no, didn't we?

Well, it wasn't me.

My superior was impressed by you and made a direct request.

So what is this project thing?

There's a ranking of assassins assigned by the guild.

The project in question

is to support Yukio Miyahara, the nation's number two assassin.

Number two? Gosh.

- Sachio Miya... Wait, what was it? - Yukio.

I think I've heard of him.

Mr. Miyahara is a legendary assassin who has been active since the 1980s.

There are many stories about his prime.

He once single-handedly infiltrated a nation's army.

Four years later, he won the trust of their top general

and killed him in his sleep.

Four years undercover? Gosh.

In the 1990s, he defeated the Italian mafia

and killed several terrorists who secretly threatened Japan.

He's Japan's ultimate killer.

In the 2000s

he was easily ranked number one

for five years straight.

Mr. Miyahara has accepted work for the first time in ten years.

The mission is code-named...

"Furin kazan."

Oh, better clean that up.

- Do you have tissue? - I'll eat it. Three-second rule.

Oh, over there!

It's fine. Don't worry.

- The three-second rule? - Yes.

FURIN KAZAN

Yes!

Mr. Miyahara

thank you for accepting this job, despite your retirement.

Now

in honor of the glorious future of the Assassins' Guild...

Banzai!

- Banzai! - Banzai!

Now, now.

As always, you flatter me.

For a long time

I've believed this was no job for someone in their 60s or 70s.

As such, I retired

and it has now been ten years, but...

After growing vegetables

or making homemade jam and whatnot

the one thing I can say is...

I missed it. It can't be helped.

Oh, stop. There's no need for applause!

Please, stop!

It can't be helped!

I wanted to kill again!

What the hell?

I fell asleep.

In any case

you'll join the project starting next week.

That includes a ten-day training camp

and team activities.

A camp?

Team activities?

- Those are the worst of all! - Those are the worst of all!

I can't do this.

From what I heard

the project's been stalled for six years.

Everyone ends up quitting.

- For real? - Oh, man.

It's going to be hell for sure!

I think it might be time to seriously consider a new job.

You like those, right?

Yes, they're great.

Apologize, please. You did that on purpose.

Apologize, shithead.

Let go! I mean it!

Apologize

to Kamakichi.

It was you who...

You bumped into me.

You're hopeless.

I said let go!

That hurts!

Apologize

for knocking Kamakichi to the ground.

I'll call the police, damn it!

That hurts!

I'm sorry!

Never again, shithead.

Understood!

Thank you very much.

It was nothing.

I guess only violence can stop violent people.

- Yes. - I guess so.

Here.

Oh, thank you!

Man.

I heard they call those guys "Bumping Men".

Yes, but it doesn't suit them.

They need a more insulting name!

Maybe you're right.

What should it be?

Tackle turds, maybe?

What? Gosh!

Your stuffed animal! Karubika!

What? Shouldn't we follow him?

I applied a tracking tag.

- What? - Judging by how brazen he was

it's not his first time.

I'll never forgive him.

Any money?

- Ta-da! - Ta-da!

- I guess that's everything. - What?

Okay, toss what we don't need.

All right! Burn it all!

Burn.

- Hey, look. - What?

What's with this ugly toy?

I see a resemblance.

- To whom? - It's true!

Shut up.

Okay, burn it!

Who the hell are you?

I'm merely

a stuffed-animal lover.

That's enough.

You can't kill for personal reasons.

Oh, right.

Okay then.

You were going to kill them for sure.

Yes, but...

If you get caught killing for personal reasons

they'll send a liquidator.

Glad he's okay.

Thank goodness!

That hits the spot.

Right, Kalbika?

I won't be able to do this at the camp.

So it begins.

Training camp life.

The time has come to begin a new chapter

in the life of a living being.

I want to go home.

- What's wrong? - The kamameshi bento...

Your hair is better as it is.

I definitely don't want to dye it.

"So, my name is Kalbika?"

THIS DRAMA IS FICTION

ANY RESEMBLANCE TO REAL PEOPLE OR ORGANIZATIONS IS COINCIDENTAL