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Not long after I became an assassin

I found a little girl taking shelter from the rain.

She wore a hood over her head.

However, that same girl

was that day's target...

An assassin

is a wolf in human clothing.

They themselves are not human.

And so, I killed that little girl.

I did it

because I am a wolf.

I want to go home.

BABY ASSASSINS EVERYDAY!

BABY ASSASSINS EVERYDAY!

ASSASSIN TRAINING CAMP, DAY ONE

Allergies?

I think it's hay fever.

I have medicine for that.

And look, it's called "Kunihiro."

Gosh! Thank you very much!

Kunihiro. Is it a sword or something?

- What? - What?

Oh, I said, "Is it a sword or something?"

Hey, that's a cute shirt.

- Thank you very much. - It's latte art.

- Yes. - Kunihiro was a swordsmith!

Actually, I got blood on it, so I had to buy it.

It's a super expensive import.

- That sucks. - It does.

They only think--

THE CANARY FACTORY, YUKIO MIYAHARA'S CAMP SITE

The nation's number two?

Leave your bags here

and let's go greet Mr. Miyahara.

- Oh, man. A greeting? - Let's go.

I hate this.

Excuse me.

Excuse us.

Excuse us.

Mr. Miyahara

the new recruits, Chisato Sugimoto and Mahiro Fukagawa, are here.

We look forward to working with you.

We look forward to it.

We've been assassins for six years now

and we wanted to take this project

because we were deeply moved by your work philosophy.

The things we lack most

are experience and a cultured mindset.

We hope we can learn that from you.

Thank you.

Physical...

I have confidence in my physical strength.

Thank you.

Assassins these days...

sure are colorful.

What?

I'll have them wait in their rooms.

Excuse us!

Excuse us.

- What did he mean? - No clue.

Was he talking about our fashion, or is he mad at us?

His unreadable emotions scare me.

- These places have steep stairs. - Yes, you're right.

WELCOME TO CANARY ASSASSINS CAMP

The target is an elderly woman named Yoko Matsumoto.

TARGET: YOKO MATSUMOTO, AGE: 75

As you're already aware

it has been six years since this project first started.

Why in the world has it taken six years?

It's been a combination of things.

For instance

whenever a plan is proposed, Mr. Miyahara completely rejects it.

More recently, we had a young planner on the team.

They wrote a script for the operation

and Mr. Miyahara was pleased with it.

FINISH YOUR BOWL OR NO RAMEN FOR YOU!

However, his offensive comments on social media drew controversy.

I remember that. It was fairly recent.

Some suggested he did it as a form of shock marketing

and the Guild questioned whether he had violated guidelines.

Mr. Miyahara was angry too.

Oh, that was him?

He was assassinated because he got canceled?

In the first place

Mr. Miyahara doesn't approve of social media.

You can't be serious.

I'm afraid so.

In a recent interview too...

These days, young people post every thought

on social media, right?

That's no good.

Truly important things

can't be conveyed in 140 characters.

Worse, their cameras are constantly clicking away while they eat.

Oh, he's one of those guys?

In any case

while the camp is underway, please avoid social media.

What? How will I make reservations?

And what will I do for research?

Fukagawa, what are you doing?

Taking notes.

No notes on your smartphones either.

A staff member was fired for that a while back.

Oh man, I can't take this.

- You'll open your wounds. - Are you okay?

Didn't that hurt?

- No, right? - What?

She's strong.

- Really? - Gosh.

- A head of stone. - Yes.

As a first step, Sugimoto and Fukagawa will wear disguises

and inspect the target home.

This is your disguise, Sugimoto.

And yours, Fukagawa.

I'm not a great actor, you know.

You'll visit the target, Yoko Matsumoto's home

as insurance saleswomen.

Your job will be to memorize the layout of the grounds.

Styling and your script

will be provided by Akima and Kuwabara.

Your figures haven't changed, right? Do those fit?

- Yes. - Tuck your shirt in!

You look sloppy.

- A tucked shirt? - Do your own shirt, Sugimoto!

Wear these glasses, Fukagawa.

- Wait, you mean that's not a wig? - You look good.

It's my real hair.

Seriously? That's a problem.

- Oh, well. We'll just dye it black. - What?

- Black? My hair? - Yes.

Have you ever met a salesperson with dyed blond hair?

Look here.

In the script

it says you moved here from Sendai

after graduating from vocational school.

You wanted to be a voice actress, but you gave up and found a job.

That's your part.

Vocational school? Voice acting?

Yes, and with black hair.

Wait, black hair is...

- I can't. - Let's use this.

- Gosh! - Sorry! Black hair is too much.

- Please forgive me! - That hurts!

- Fukugawa. Snap out of it! - Gosh!

- Can't we change the script? - What?

- Change her part. - Change?

Gosh.

Right! That's probably easier.

In that case, Natsume...

Can you ask Kuwabara for a rewrite?

A rewrite?

Excuse me, Mr. Kuwabara.

Ms. Fukagawa has a problem with dying her hair black.

What? She has a problem?

Oh, man. Wait a minute. Does this mean a rewrite?

That wasn't written in her profile!

Yes. Tough for you.

Forgive me!

Well, it's not your fault, Natsume.

What?

Can it wait until tomorrow?

It takes time, doesn't it?

It does! Of course it does!

I mean, I wrote her as a vocational student from Sendai.

No one has blond hair in Sendai!

Right?

Indeed.

Am I in trouble?

Do they think I'm too demanding for complaining on day one?

It's not a bad thing if they think you're demanding.

If you give in now

they'll think you're a lifelong pushover.

Also, your hair is better as it is.

I definitely don't want to dye it.

Yes.

I used my delicate skills to get it this--

This is madness!

A full rewrite?

Do you have any idea how long that script took me?

Today's mission is on hold for now.

- Sorry about that. - It's fine.

You're the ones who will carry it out.

My job is to provide the support that enables you to work well.

I should have given things more thought.

- Gosh! Enough of that. - No, don't apologize.

No one has blond hair in Sendai.

- What? - What?

I was told that no one has blond hair in Sendai.

- Yes, they do. - Yes, they do.

Gosh. That looks good!

Meat is easy to cook, as long as you get the flame right.

The true test of a cook's skill is fish.

That's why you should never be fooled if a man cooks meat for you.

- Got it? - Yes.

Only date a man who serves fish.

Thanks for the wisdom!

Right.

- Oh, sorry, go ahead. - No, you first.

- "Chi" must be me. - Here.

- There you go. - Thank you.

- Ma. - Right. "Ma." That's me.

This is amazing!

It looks really good!

Oh, man!

Now then...

I look forward to working with all of you.

I will need your youthful energy

to see this project through to the end.

Thank you for your cooperation.

Cheers.

- Cheers! - Cheers!

Thank you!

It goes down well!

- It all looks good. - Irresistible.

These days, I don't eat much meat anymore.

But since you youngsters are here today...

Oh, thank you very much! It's very good!

Truly.

Oh, that reminds me.

For tomorrow's lunch

let's have kamameshi bento.

Natsume, make the arrangements.

Yes, sir. Tomorrow's lunch. Got it.

- Kamameshi bento? - That's right.

It's a bento made with seasonal fish and mushrooms.

- Sounds good! - Yes.

- Yes, it's delicious. - Can't wait.

I remembered something.

These salesmen came by offering AI-equipped drones.

I keep telling them I don't want to use that stuff.

I see. A drone wouldn't be right, would it?

Oh, that reminds me. Do you use social media, Mr. Miyahara?

What?

I will never do

such a thing.

And why is that?

It's a bad habit to settle all matters with short sentences.

Oh, and "like" and "dislike" buttons? Those aren't good either.

There are more and more people

who can only think in absolutes!

I see. It's true that we don't read long texts anymore.

Why is it that you young people use social media?

What do you get from it?

Well, actually, I read something recently.

Our society no longer relies on academic background.

- Instead, it's a reputation economy. - What?

Well, in other words

you're rated by how many followers you have.

People with few followers

are losers, they say.

- Nice! - Now that's wisdom.

Well, there are lots of different viewpoints.

And who is it that assigns those ratings?

Who is it that says such people are losers?

it's not really a question of "who."

So you're telling me that you waste time on social media

in order to be rated by a bunch of people you'll never meet?

That's...

Well, as for me

ratings from people whose faces I'll never see are not the reason

that I became an assassin.

That moment when we see eye to eye

and the other person clasps my hands and says

"Thank you for killing them!"

That's what an assassin is for.

In the old days

all my work was like that.

Assassinations are born

from fateful encounters between human beings.

Have you all been performing this work

without ever understanding that?

It is truly...

disgusting!

Forgive me, sir!

I'm sorry for shouting.

Dessert is ready.

Now

let us eat

banana cake.

Natsume.

Isn't it your job to step in and prevent situations like that?

Why do I have to be the one he gets mad at?

Forgive me.

I knew Mr. Miyahara was that kind of person, but...

Yes. I understand.

Damn it.

Am I getting through to you?

An adult is getting scolded by an adult.

Hey, you don't think we'll have dinner like that

every day, do you?

I really hate it.

It might be the most unbearable time of my life.

Well, he went on about kamameshi bento, right?

It's definitely happening again.

Gosh.

You asleep?

Stop treating this like a school trip.

How did you know?

Are your allergies okay?

What? Yes, why?

Kunihiro allergy medicine.

Like the swordsmith!

"Is it a sword or something?"

I remember. He said it twice.

And everyone ignored him both times.

Did he prepare that joke in advance?

You know it!

I can picture him in a drug store standing in the allergy aisle.

"Oh, this is the one!"

"Is it a sword or something?"

He thought of that line

and brought it with him just for that.

I'll bet his parents laughed.

Definitely.

His parents liked it.

- His parents laughed, so he... - Yes.

But we ignored him twice.

"Disgusting."

That was wild.

It really was.

"Truly..."

- "Disgusting!" - "Disgusting!"

I'm beat.

You asleep?

I am.

- Do you have a crush on anyone? - This isn't a school trip!

ASSASSIN TRAINING CAMP, DAY TWO

And so, I killed that little girl.

I did it

because I am a wolf.

I want to go home.

My hope is that the young people

who will build society's future

inherit that legacy.

Oh, those hydrangeas are beautiful!

At the dawn of spring

they bloom even bigger!

Bursting with life!

Man, I'm tired.

I'm plain exhausted.

No sleep?

Well, I worked on the script until morning.

I slept an hour, no, 45 minutes at the most.

I'm sorry about that.

Well, this is a job after all.

That's right. It's work.

You won't believe this! Mr. Miyahara...

What's wrong? What happened?

He's using social media.

MIYAJII

THE HYDRANGEAS ARE IN BLOOM

MIYAJII: GOOD MORNING, BAD DREAMS AGAIN?

MIYAJII: I'LL WISH YOU HAPPY BIRTHDAY FIRST THIS YEAR!

MIYAJII: SAFE TRAVELS

MIYAJII: SOUNDS PAINFUL

He's on it all the time.

What's the meaning of this, Natsume?

Don't ask me.

Excuse me a moment.

Can I see that?

Hello? Yes.

That's right.

What?

What's wrong?

The kamameshi bento

isn't coming.

- And? - So what?

They're not coming?

- So we'll have something else. - Yes.

Akitsu's kamameshi bento is truly delicious.

You can feel the changing of the seasons.

You kids don't eat things like that anymore, right?

You only eat what's readily available and your palette grows ignorant.

I can't wait until tomorrow.

It's very good.

Look forward to it.

I do look forward to it!

Yes, me too.

They had a water leak or something.

Oh no, it's happening again!

The project is falling apart!

- You're exaggerating. - No.

This is bad.

It's really bad!

After all his kamemeshi bento talk

if I tell him they aren't coming...

We have no choice.

We'll have

to make them ourselves.

We'll make kamameshi bento.

- What? - What?

Come on, we came here as assassins.

Now's not the time for that crap!

"That crap?"

I've never cooked in my life.

Can I get some sleep instead?

I have to concentrate on the script.

In any case...

We'll work together

and replicate the real thing!

- Replicate? - Seriously?

- I'm a terrible-- - Let's do it!

- But... - That's...

The bento we're replicating

is the early summer kamameshi bento.

Horse mackerel teriyaki, grilled eggplant soaked in broth

and rice with young corn, okra, and mushrooms.

We have four hours

to create our own.

- Only four hours? - Four...

- Do you have the ingredients? - Yes.

- I'll do the horse mackerel. - Please do.

Then I'll try the young corn.

Right.

Why are we here again?

Sugimoto, you help with the mackerel.

Fukagawa, please get some containers from their store.

Yes, that's important.

- Their store? - Yes.

- Please. - Store?

Their store?

Oh man, it'll be lunch soon.

- No time! Please hurry! - Right.

I'm really sorry!

Let's eat.

You must kill tomorrow, no matter what.

Time to get to work.

Ey-ey-oh!

THIS DRAMA IS FICTION

ANY RESEMBLANCE TO REAL PEOPLE OR ORGANIZATIONS IS COINCIDENTAL

Are you asleep?

I am.